Romantic Medical Immortal

Madam Gong, her chest heaving with anger, said hatefully, "Kong Jingshan, just you wait! Any scar left on my son’s body, I’ll hold the Kong Family accountable for it."

Only now did Kong Jingshan realize the gravity of the situation—Cao Ruibin had people poison the hotel not just to ruin its reputation, but because those who stay at the Kong Family’s five-star hotel are all wealthy and powerful.

If these people got infected with the virus, whether they’re injured or killed, it would be blamed on the Kong Family. At that point, the Kong Family would naturally be pushed over the edge.

Those bastards are truly ruthless, not leaving even a shred of courtesy!

Kong Jingshan was filled with resentment, yet he had to softly placate the noble lady. "Madam Gong, I assure you, Yang Cheng’s medical skills are outstanding. As long as he takes action, your son will absolutely not be in any life-threatening danger, but as for whether or not scars remain, we can’t guarantee."

"Shut up! I demand that he treat my son immediately, or none of you will receive any treatment."

Madam Gong waved her hand, and her bodyguards immediately stepped forward in unison, blocking Yang Cheng’s path.

She wasn’t just pressing Yang Cheng; she wanted to force others to concede as well, so her gaze fell on the young lady in her early twenties from earlier.

The young lady understood, but responded angrily, "Madam, how can you do this? Everyone is waiting for life-saving treatment!"

"You don’t know who I am, do you? Everyone should know the Zhonghai Gong Family; my husband is the Family Head of the Gong Family, and you dare talk to me like this!"

Madam Gong, proud as a peacock, looked over people with lowered eyes, as if these people were mere trash.

Mentioning the Zhonghai Gong Family, not a single person present was unaware; the Gong Family was full of talent, said to be founded on pawnshops and banking from their ancestors. After several generations of effort, their family foundation was solid, with involvement in every money-making industry, making them a top elite family in Zhonghai.

Once this name was announced, someone immediately trying to curry favor, a flamboyantly dressed middle-aged woman approached with a smile, "Madam Gong, that young lady is immature. Don’t mind her. I’m number two; you can take my spot. Waiting half an hour won’t affect your son."

Madam Gong’s lips slightly curled up, glancing at the woman, her tone softened, "Which family is this lady from? Haven’t seen you before. Let me know your account later, I’ll pay a small token of thanks."

For wealthy ladies of elite families, paying cash is better than owing favors; silver and goods exchanged prevent the other party from getting arrogant.

The middle-aged woman understood Madam Gong’s meaning, her mouth twitching, smiling awkwardly.

At this moment, Yang Cheng suddenly said, "Switching places isn’t like that; if you want to give your spot to Madam Gong, then your number will move to the back, which is number forty-two."

"That’s not acceptable! My husband’s condition is extremely serious; waiting so long might endanger his life."

The middle-aged woman’s brows furrowed in worry, her face full of anxiety.

"I don’t care about your husband’s illness; if Madam Gong jumps the queue, everyone’s order behind her changes. Of course, if anyone wants to switch with Madam Gong, I won’t interfere."

"I don’t have time to settle your disputes; the time spent arguing could treat a patient."

Finished speaking, Yang Cheng followed the young lady in her early twenties into the next room, starting the treatment.

The atmosphere instantly quieted down; the middle-aged woman hesitated for a minute before reluctantly saying, "Sorry, Madam Gong, I thought I could let you have my spot, but I didn’t know it meant changing numbers."

"My husband is extremely ill, and I can’t disregard his life. Maybe you should ask someone else."

At these words, everyone became tense, lowering their heads to avoid Madam Gong’s gaze.

At Yang Cheng’s current treatment pace, even by nightfall, he could treat at most ten people. Those waiting for position forty-two might have to wait until the day after tomorrow.

They rushed to grab numbers earlier precisely because the patient’s condition wasn’t optimistic; they couldn’t possibly sacrifice their own families to please Madam Gong.

Some at the back offered to switch numbers with Madam Gong, but it only made a slight difference, so switching was meaningless.

Madam Gong was so furious that her face turned red, and her long nails were about to embed into her palms. She glared at Kong Jingshan in anger, gritting her teeth, "Kong Jingshan, you’re really something!"

Just then, a painful groan was heard from a nearby ward, "Mom! I’m in so much pain; I’m dying! Think of something!"

A mother can’t bear to see her child suffer, especially since he’s the long-awaited boy, the future heir of the Gong Family.

Madam Gong had always cared for him as if he were her own eyes, afraid of any mishap. Seeing him suffer is like cutting into her own heart.

"Break down the door and get that boy out here. If he doesn’t treat my son first today, none of you will get treatment!"

With her command, the bodyguards immediately charged forward, pounding on the door of the room where Yang Cheng was.

Right then, Yang Cheng was performing acupuncture, hearing the thumping outside made him frown.

Treatment requires complete focus; if True Qi gets disrupted, it accelerates the patient’s demise.

He withdrew the True Qi from his hands and swiftly opened the room door, causing the two door-kicking bodyguards to stumble directly to the ground.

Yang Cheng glared coldly at Madam Gong, speaking in a frosty tone, "You wretched woman, will you ever stop!"

He really wasn’t looking for trouble, but this woman was truly annoying.

Noble ladies from elite families are supposed to be gentle and elegant, never causing a scene. Yet she refused to let go, and didn’t find it shameful.

"You... Did you call me a wretched woman?"

Madam Gong’s voice trembled, her eyes wide open.

Beside her, Kong Jingshan slapped his head, sensing trouble. Although he found Madam Gong bothersome too, she was part of the Gong Family, and the Kong Family couldn’t afford to offend them!

This young man scolded her now; today’s events probably won’t end well.

"I’m talking about you. People shouldn’t be too selfish. Your son’s life is important; are other people’s lives not important?"

Yang Cheng sneered; if it weren’t for her being a woman, he’d have slapped her already.

"You!"

Madam Gong clutched her chest, her complexion turning pale.

"I already have a headache from each one of you yelling. From now on, whoever causes trouble, I won’t treat a single one, no matter who begs!"

Yang Cheng threatened loudly, instantly leaving everyone dumbfounded.

Kong Jingshan was the most bewildered, but when Yang Cheng turned and winked at him, he understood immediately and pretended to persuade anxiously, "Little Divine Doctor, you can’t ignore this!"

"If these people get infected and die from the virus, the Kong Family will be finished!"