Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 5 - 5 5 A Huge Miscarriage of Justice

Yielding to the beautiful doctor's stern warning, Ye Haochuan closed his eyes as instructed.

Witnessing this, Kou Jing began a thorough examination of his head, her slender fingers gently massaging his scalp, bringing him such relief that he almost felt like weeping.

However, unbeknownst to her, Ye Haochuan had already secretly activated the Longevity True Qi within his Dantian, directing its flow towards his eyes.

The enchanting and charming scene before him gradually sharpened into focus.

From Ye Haochuan's vantage point, Kou Jing's white doctor's coat seemed to dissolve, revealing a black bra beneath, and then...

“How are you feeling now?” Kou Jing’s voice suddenly broke the silence.

Ye Haochuan, reveling in the comforting massage, mumbled dazedly, “So big…”

“So big?” Kou Jing, whose hands were tenderly stroking his head, faltered.

Following the direction of his gaze…

She observed that his eyes remained closed, yet a subtle, roguish smirk graced his lips, exuding an indescribable sleaziness.

It was evident that this pervert, though not looking with open eyes, was indulging in a blissful fantasy at that very moment.

“Pervert! Scumbag!” Kou Jing’s anger flared, her eyes nearly blazing with fury.

Ye Haochuan, having seized an advantage while feigning innocence, opened his eyes and adopted a pitiful expression. “Doctor Kou, what’s the matter?

I was merely relaxing; why are you scolding me again?”

“Scumbag, you know precisely what’s on your mind! Hmph!”

“And what exactly would that be, in your estimation?”

“Still playing innocent?

When I asked how you were feeling, what did you reply…

‘So big’?

What could that possibly imply?

Clearly, your mind was conjuring something lewd once more.”

“Lewd thoughts?” Ye Haochuan protested vehemently. “That’s a monumental misunderstanding, truly colossal!

When I said ‘so big,’ I was referring to my head; it feels rather large, akin to a battle bull’s.

How could that possibly be construed as lewd?”

“This…” Kou Jing was rendered speechless, clearly taken aback by his explanation.

With a sly smile, Ye Haochuan looked at her and countered, “Doctor Kou, is it not possible that it is you who has been harboring lewd thoughts all along?”

“What utter nonsense are you spewing?”

Kou Jing could barely contain her irritation, on the verge of an outburst, when Nurse Han Xue’er burst into the room with urgency. “Sister Jing, there’s been an incident with the school’s soccer team.

A student sustained injuries during a fight, and it appears to be quite severe.

Director Wu specifically requested your attention.”

Kou Jing’s brow furrowed slightly. While a skilled surgeon, she lacked the seniority and extensive experience of a chief physician.

If the injury was indeed grave, Director Wu ought to bear the primary responsibility.

His direct request for her seemed like an attempt to gain favor.

However, the mere thought of Director Wu’s notoriously corrupt and distasteful personal life filled her with disgust.

Throughout Haishan School, Director Wu’s unsavory reputation was common knowledge.

Not only was he known to frequent establishments with courtesans, but he also harbored a penchant for harassing female students seeking treatment at the school’s clinic.

Nevertheless, Director Wu held a position of authority over her.

Given his assignment, refusal could potentially lead to negative repercussions if word spread.

Thus, she replied, “Very well, I understand.

I will proceed there immediately.”

She was about to instruct Ye Haochuan to remain in bed and rest, but he leaped from it, exclaiming, “Doctor Kou, let me accompany you. Take me to see the injured boy.”

Ye Haochuan, having pursued clinical medicine studies, possessed a keen interest in treating critical cases. Now, with the inherited medical expertise of the Holy Hand, he was eager to test its efficacy.

“What do you intend to do?

Hasn’t your headache subsided completely yet?” Kou Jing questioned coolly, clearly not welcoming his company.

Ye Haochuan was fully aware of his condition.

With the memories imparted by the Holy Hand now completely integrated within him, the recurrent headaches were no longer a concern.

He smiled and stated, “Doctor Kou, although my official duties commence tomorrow, I have a background in clinical medicine.

With an injured individual requiring attention, I wish to offer my assistance.

Allow me to inform you, my internship performance was exemplary, and my medical skills are quite proficient.

It’s entirely possible that you might find yourself relying on my aid if the situation proves dire.”

“Such boastful words.”

Having experienced his peculiar blend of shamelessness and lechery, Kou Jing rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Just as she was about to decline his offer, an urgent voice called out from beyond the ward: “Doctor Kou, please hurry to the intensive care unit; the patient’s condition is deteriorating rapidly.”

Upon hearing this, Kou Jing abandoned all other concerns and rushed to the intensive care unit.

Ye Haochuan and the nurse, Han Xue’er, followed close behind.

Inside the intensive care unit, a young man clad in a soccer uniform lay on the emergency bed, his body drenched in blood, presenting a dire picture.

Possessing the medical legacy of the Holy Hand, Ye Haochuan could typically assess most conditions with a mere glance. He perceived the young man's life force ebbing away, precariously hanging by a thread.

“Have the test reports arrived yet?” Kou Jing inquired of the intensive care unit nurses, her anxiety mounting as she observed the patient’s grave state.

“They will be ready in another fifteen minutes.”

“Please expedite them as much as possible,” Kou Jing implored.

Ye Haochuan merely shook his head.

By the time the test results were available, the young man might have already drawn his last breath.

He stepped forward, stating, “Allow me to examine him.”

Ignoring the surprised gazes of those present, he gently took the patient’s pulse. Then, activating his Perspective Eyes, he meticulously scanned the patient’s chest and legs.

Soon, he reached a conclusion: “Both legs have sustained fractures, which are relatively minor injuries.

The critical issue lies with his liver, which has been damaged by the shock and is in imminent danger of rupturing. Immediate surgical intervention is required.”

The moment he finished speaking, Kou Jing was taken aback. She pulled him aside, casting an exasperated look and whispering, “Are you unwell?

The examination results are not even out, and you are already making pronouncements?”

Ye Haochuan let out a light chuckle: “Whether I am jumping to conclusions or not, you will know once the test results are revealed.”

Just then, a young man who had accompanied the injured individual approached, asking with urgency, “Are the results ready?

Hurry and save him, do you understand?

If our Brother Feng does not survive, none of you will be able to account for it.”

Kou Jing responded with displeasure, “Who are you to rush people like this?

Can’t you see we are awaiting the test results?

Please step aside and calm yourself!”

The young man appeared ready to lose his temper, but upon recognizing Kou Jing, renowned as the “Iceberg Goddess” of the Haishan School clinic, his anger immediately subsided.

Time inched forward, second by agonizing second. Ten minutes later, Brother Feng’s test results were disclosed, confirming Ye Haochuan’s assessment precisely.

Kou Jing stood there, utterly astonished, wondering how he had managed such an uncannily accurate diagnosis.

Ye Haochuan turned to Kou Jing with a triumphant grin, inquiring, “Well, what do you say?

Wasn’t I correct?”

Kou Jing shot him a sideways glance: “You’re just showing off.

It was nothing more than a lucky guess.”

Ye Haochuan did not argue further. Instead, he stated with gravity, “Doctor Kou, the patient’s condition is critical, and we cannot afford further delays. Surgery must be performed without any hesitation.”

“But…

I am not entirely confident about this surgery,” Kou Jing admitted, her brow furrowed with concern.

Just as Ye Haochuan was about to volunteer his assistance, a group of people entered in haste. Leading the way were a middle-aged couple, exuding an air of distinction, accompanied by several bodyguards clad in black.

“How is my son?” the middle-aged woman anxiously inquired upon entering.