7 Doubts (1/2)

Just as Mo Wen and the middle-aged nurse were locked in a stalemate, Pan Aiguo led a huge group of people into the ward. Evidently, their consultation had already ended.

The nurse saw Pan Aiguo and his group of specialists as her saving grace in that moment. She swiftly reported the situation and emphasized repeatedly that Mo Wen had disrupted her job. She cried, ”Mr Pan, this man…he's making trouble!”

The deputy director of the hospital, Zeng Yanting, glanced over to Mo Wen with a stern gaze, his face as stiff as a board. If he was not someone who had been brought over by Pan Aiguo, he would have chased this young lad out of the ward early on for disrupting the treatment . He did not even consider the time to make such trouble.

Some of the other medical specialists who had tagged along were exchanging glances. There actually appeared such a troublemaking young lad in Old Yun's ward; he must have guts! Everyone immediately thought that Mo Wen was deliberately causing trouble. After all, his diagnosis was simply too absurd to them as medical specialists. If it wasn't troublemaking then what was it?

The edge of Pan Aiguo's lips also twitched a little as he thought to himself whether or not it had been a bad decision to allow Mo Wen to examine the patient.

Shen Jing looked at the group of specialists and professors squeezed into the room as she said carefully, ”Professor Pan, Mo Wen just managed to diagnose Lao Yun's illness. That's why he would say that.”

Subconsciously, she pulled Mo Wen behind her, rather like protecting a little calf.

Even though she herself did not believe Mo Wen's conclusion, now was undoubtedly the only time that she could get Mo Wen out of trouble. No matter how bad it would sound, she couldn't say Mo Wen was deliberately causing trouble, but rather it was due to his misdiagnosis.

”What happened?” said Pan Aiguo. His eyes narrowed as he listened, his gaze falling upon Mo Wen's face. He understood Lao Yun's illness very well but even he himself could not confirm the cause of the illness. They just treated it as a newly appeared disease and even a terminal illness that had yet to have a cure.

The group of specialists had researched into it for years to no avail, so how could Mo Wen actually know?

It was not just Professor Pan. The gazes of the rest of the group of specialist professors had also fallen onto Mo Wen. Shen Jing's words had evidently attracted everyone's attention and even the middle-aged nurse was looking at Mo Wen in a different light. She was even the one who had treated Mo Wen as the disruptive lad all along.

”Lao Yun was poisoned with the Purplish Blue and White Flower Poison. It adheres to the main channels in the body, and blood has a somewhat suppressant effect on the poison, so it would not be suitable to perform intravenous infusion,” said Mo Wen, but he did not continue any further. Even if he did say more, it's possible they wouldn't understand and whether or not they believed him was up to them.

Pan Aiguo knitted his eyebrows and he gazed at Mo Wen a little suspiciously. Beforehand, he had hoped for Mo Wen to put forward a unique perspective but now when he had really done so, it made his head hurt a little.

Shielding his body in front of the nurse and not allowing the patient to get intravenous infusion? The confusing and complicated illness that rendered all of them helpless was a case of poisoning?

Disregarding the others' opinions, Pan Aiguo, who had great expectations of Mo Wen, even felt a bit like he was spouting nonsense.

After the rest of the specialists had heard Mo Wen's diagnosis, their expressions instantly became a bit weird and they were all shaking their heads, not sure whether to laugh or cry.

”Alright, you two young lads can go out first. A patient's illness can be diagnosed simply by casually saying a few words,” said Zeng Yanting. He pushed up the frame of his spectacles and looked at the two youths in front of him a little helplessly. He had originally already been troubled over Lao Yun's illness. Experienced and specialist professors could not even come up with a solution or cure, so when did it become these two juniors' turn to poke their heads in as well?

Shen Jing's cheeks reddened slightly and she discreetly pulled Mo Wen in preparation to leave.