Jiangnan's Number One Hospital!

Elder Lin watched his unconscious granddaughter, Lin Caihan, his face gloomily falling.

"Director Sun, your hospital is home to over a dozen of authorities in various medical fields. Can they not diagnose why my granddaughter is still unconscious?" Lin Han Shan angrily asked, clenching his fists.

Hearing this, Director Sun forced a bitter laugh, saying, "Well...we have run many tests, but we still can't determine the cause of her condition."

"If anything happens to my granddaughter, you might as well stop being the director." Lin Han Shan threatened, a flash of coldness crossing his eyes.

Jiangnan's Number One Hospital was built with the Lin family's money, so Lin Han Shan held the power to decide the fate of the Director.

"Miss Lin Caihan's vitals continue to drop. If no effective measures are taken soon, I fear she won't last another three hours," a white-haired old doctor quietly stated.

"Doctor Mu, you're a neurology specialist. Do you have no solution?" Lin Han Shan asked the old doctor in a serious tone.

He could be harsh to Director Sun, but not to Doctor Mu. He knew that Doctor Mu was truly competent.

"At this moment, I believe the best course of action would be to call in my teacher, Tan Yun Shu," Doctor Mu ponderedly answered after a while.

"Do you mean the nationally treasured expert, Tan Yun Shu?" Lin Han Shan exclaimed in surprise.

"Correct."

"But I can't possibly invite Tan Yun Shu." Lin Han Shan hesitated before looking at Doctor Mu expectantly, "I don't know if you could...?"

In Jiangnan, the Lin family held immense power.

"But Tan Yunshu is a national treasure-level expert."

"Lin Hanshan can't even invite him."

"I'm going to ask the teacher." Dr. Mu hurried away as he spoke.

At this moment, Lin Hanshan's phone rang.

He glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number. How could he possibly answer when he was annoyed?

As a result, after he hung up, the same number called back again.

"Do you have a death wish?" Lin Hanshan roared after he answered the phone.

"Grandpa Lin, what's wrong?" A surprised voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Grandpa Lin? Who are you?" Lin Hanshan was stunned.

"It's Zhao Yang."

"Zhao Yang? I don't remember."

"Grandpa Lin, don't tell me you've forgotten about the marriage alliance ten years ago?"

"A marriage alliance?" The word seemed to strike a lightning bolt in Lin Hanshan's mind.

"Are you Zhao Tianshuo's grandson, Zhao Yang?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Cai Han is in critical condition at the moment, therefore the marriage alliance between our two families..." As Lin Han-shan was saying this, Zhao Yang interrupted, "Grandfather Lin, I have some knowledge of medicine and might be able to help."

"The First Hospital of Jiang-nan, ward number one for the critically ill," Lin Han-shan pondered for a moment and finally said.

Truth be told, Lin Han-shan had long lost interest in the idea of the two families through marriage.

Ultimately, it was because the Zhao family had fallen from grace eight years ago and could no longer be mentioned in the same breath as the flourishing Lin family.

However, with Cai Han's life hanging in the balance, letting Zhao Yang see his betrothed could serve as some closure for the Zhao family.

At this moment, Dr. Mu hurried over, "Mr. Lin, my mentor happens to be in Jiang-nan, and he's on his way here."

"Ah, that's great!" Lin Han-shan was thrilled. Tan Yun-shu was, after all, a national treasure of a specialist. There was no reason why he would not be able to work miracles.

Roughly half an hour later, the door was abruptly pushed open, and Lin Han-shan immediately stood up.

However, when he saw a young man in Taoist robes coming in, he froze in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Grandfather Lin, it's me, Zhao Yang," the young man in Taoist robes replied with a smile.

He could not be described as handsome or charismatic.

But his smile was genuine, and his eyes were still bright, as if untouched by the dust of the world.

"Zhao Yang." Lin Han-shan looked Zhao Yang up and down, "What's with your outfit?"

"When I was a child, I was weak and frequently ill, so my grandfather sent me to a Taoist temple," Zhao Yang said, revealing a set of white teeth.

"You should have been sent to a hospital if you were sickly. What good would a Taoist temple do?" Lin Han Shan frowned as he commented.

Zhao Yang smiled without retorting. At this moment, his gaze drifted towards Lin Caihan.

And the next moment, he was petrified.

Even if Lin Caihan seemed drained of color, even if she appeared weak, yet her beauty… It genuinely startled Zhao Yang.

She echoed the charm of Xizi in the West Lake, akin to a celestial nymph from a painting.

However, he softly whispered, "Caihan has been possessed."

"Possessed?” The mention of the word made Dr. Mu snort mockingly. "What age are we in, and you still blabber about feudal superstition?"

"Being possessed signifies the intrusion of negative energy, which isn't related to any feudal superstition," Zhao Yang shook his head.

He then walked over to Lin Caihan's side. His fingertips promptly twisted out a silver needle. "All I need is a single jab, and Caihan will awaken."

"Nonsense." Dr. Mu was enraged. "Although Ms. Lin's current vital signs are on the decline, but in a relatively steady course. Breaking this equilibrium could cause Ms. Lin's immediate demise, you understand?"

Hearing Dr. Mu's warning, how could Lin Han Shan let Zhao Yang proceed?

"Zhao Yang, the national treasure-level expert, Tan Yun Shu, will be arriving soon," Lin Han Shan hurriedly informed him.

Zhao Yang's eyebrows flew up. "The negative energy inside Caihan has been constantly corroding her organs. Every minute of delay causes further damage."

"Ah.... Let's wait a bit more," Lin Han Shan spoke in a soft tone.

"You don't trust me." Zhao Yang finally understood.

"There's no room for error in retrieving Han." Lin Hanshan said leisurely.

"Well then." Since Lin Hanshan had said so, Zhao Yang didn't have much else to add.

And so, time passed, slowly.

About a quarter of an hour later, an old man rushed in dramatically.

Dr. Mu saw the old man and exclaimed joyously, "Master."

After nodding to Dr. Mu, Tan Yunshu came to Lin Caihan's side.

Watching Tan Yunshu checking pulse, Lin Hanshan whispered, "Dr. Tan, you must save Caihan."

"Be quiet." Tan Yunshu glared at Lin Hanshan.

Lin Hanshan shrinked his neck and dared not say another word.

After checking the pulse and conducting an examination, Tan Yunshu looked serious and said, "She has been bewitched."

"Bewitched?" Dr. Mu's face revealed an incredulous expression.

"What's happened?" Tan Yunshu asked, puzzled.

"He just said Miss Lin has been bewitched." Dr. Mu pointed at Zhao Yang.

"Indeed, to discern at such a young age that Miss Lin has been bewitched, where have you received your medical training?" Tan Yunshu, surprised, looked at Zhao Yang.

"I think you shouldn't concentrate on this matter right now. Cai Han's corruption has already infiltrated her organs. If you delay any further, no one will be able to rescue her." Zhao Yang said indifferently.

Tan Yunshu took out a silver needle and struck it towards Lin Caihan's heart. When he pulled the needle out, he found a trace of black air clinging to it.

"Corruption has infiltrated the organs, this... this..." Tan Yunshu's expression became incredibly grave.

"Doctor Tan, what will happen if corruption invades the organs?" Lin Hanshan asked anxiously.

"The organs will lose vitality and eventually stop beating," Tan Yunshu sighed lightly, "If I could have been here ten minutes earlier, Miss Lin might have had a chance of survival, but now... prepare for the worst."

Lin Hanshan's whole body shivered.

For a moment, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.

The second generation of the Lin family were all incapable, and the third generation finally had a business genius, but now...

Thinking of this, Lin Hanshan felt sadness from the bottom of his heart.

"Do...do you have a solution?" Lin Hanshan thought of something at this point and turned to Zhao Yang expectantly.