I just got divorced, and a rich and beautiful woman dragged me to get a marriage certificate.

After Chen Mo said this, the entire corridor fell silent.

The hospital leaders looked at Chen Mo as if they had seen a ghost.

How could you say such a thing? This is Young Master Li! He's the most powerful second-generation official in the province!

Do you know the serious consequences of saying that?

But to the surprise of the doctors and hospital leaders, Chen Mo continued speaking:

"You may be a big shot, but what does that have to do with me?"

"You won't share a single penny of your money with me, and you have no authority over me. Your arrogance is your business, it has nothing to do with me!"

The entire room fell silent.

Dean Wang's forehead began to sweat, his eyelids twitched, and he cautiously looked at Li Shijia.

He could imagine that this young master Li must be extremely angry, and would certainly be furious.

Next, their entire hospital, and even President Lin, will have to bear the brunt of Young Master Li's wrath!

The hospital leaders looked at each other, not daring to breathe.

Lin Qingyin also looked at Chen Mo with some surprise.

She hadn't expected Chen Mo to be so assertive.

This is Li Shijia!

Li Shijia's face darkened as he stared at Chen Mo: "What exactly do you mean?"

Chen Mo met his gaze, his tone calm:

"My point is simple: now you're asking me for a favor, not the other way around!"

"Since you're asking someone for a favor, you should have the proper attitude!"

"Don't act all high and mighty, giving me orders. I owe you nothing, and I'm not your lackey!"

Dean Wang screamed inwardly: "Little ancestor! Just say less! Aren't you just making things worse for Young Master Li?"

The air in the corridor seemed to freeze; everyone held their breath, afraid to even breathe loudly.

Li Shijia stared at Chen Mo for a full five seconds.

Five seconds later, he suddenly raised his thumb, his face showing no change in emotion, and said:

"There haven't been many people who dared to talk to me like this, and you're one of them!"

"They say only truly capable people are arrogant and unruly. Fine, I'll believe you this time!"

Li Shijia took a deep breath and bowed deeply:

"I beg you, save my wife and children!"

Upon hearing this, Dean Wang and the others nearly popped their eyes out. Young Master Li had backed down?

How is that possible?

Lin Qingyin stood to the side, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Chen Mo nodded and looked at Dean Wang: "Prepare for the cesarean section. I'll be in charge of the anesthesia!"

Dean Wang paused for a moment and looked at Li Shijia.

Li Shijia nodded and said, "Do as he says!"

Dean Wang then looked at Lin Qingyin, who nodded in agreement.

Dean Wang gritted his teeth, turned to the head of obstetrics and gynecology, and said, "Prepare for surgery! Immediately!"

The head of the obstetrics and gynecology department is a female doctor in her forties, surnamed Zhou, who has been working there for almost twenty years.

She nodded immediately and, without saying a word, began to make arrangements.

The nurses pushed the operating table over and took the mother out of the delivery room to the operating room.

The woman in labor no longer had the strength to cry out; she could only moan softly, her face as white as paper.

As she was being pushed past Li Shijia, she opened her eyes and glanced at him, her eyes filled with helplessness and despair.

The woman was quickly wheeled into the operating room, and Chen Mo followed her in. The operating room door closed.

The operating lights were blindingly bright.

The smell of disinfectant was stronger, mixed with the smell of blood and some indescribable medicinal smell.

The mother was moved to the operating table, and two nurses were busy around her. Director Zhou washed and disinfected his hands.

Chen Mo walked to the operating table. The pregnant woman named Xiaoya was lying on her side, her body still trembling, and tears were streaming down her face.

She looked at Chen Mo with fear, pleading, and a hint of despair and helplessness in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid!"

Chen Mo smiled slightly, her voice gentle, "Having a baby is nothing, you can definitely do it!"

"Th...thank you!"

Xiaoya gasped for breath, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Chen Mo took out a silver needle pouch from his pocket, placed it on the tray next to him, and picked up a needle.

"Next, I'll help you relieve the pain, and it will be over soon. But you have to cooperate and not move around, okay?"

Xiaoya nodded vigorously.

Chen Mo reached out and placed his hand on her wrist, three fingers resting on her pulse, feeling for a few seconds.

Then I picked up the first needle, aimed it at the Hegu acupoint between the thumb and index finger on the back of my hand, and inserted it, gently twisting it.

Xiaoya's body trembled slightly, but she did not flinch.

The second needle is inserted into the Neiguan acupoint, located on the inside of the wrist between the two tendons.

The third needle is inserted into Zusanli (ST36) below the outer side of the knee.

The fourth needle is inserted into the Sanyinjiao acupoint on the inside of the ankle.

Fifth stitch, sixth stitch, seventh stitch, eighth stitch...

Chen Mo's hands were very steady, and the speed of inserting the needles was neither too fast nor too slow, with each needle precisely inserted into the acupoint.

The nurses nearby watched, not daring to blink.

As the eighth stitch was inserted, Xiaoya suddenly spoke up: "I...I'm not in pain anymore?"

Her eyes widened, her voice filled with disbelief.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

Xiaoya's voice grew louder, tears were still flowing, and she was trembling slightly with emotion.

"I don't feel any pain anymore! That pain... it's gone! It really doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Amazing! Doctor, you're amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

Chen Mo smiled, finished administering the last injection, and looked at her: "How are you feeling now?"

Xiaoya sniffed and carefully felt around.

"My stomach still feels a little bloated, but that excruciating pain is really gone! Thank you, doctor! Thank you so much!"

Chen Mo patted the back of her hand, his smile gentle: "Don't get excited, save your energy!"

Xiaoya nodded vigorously, her face streaked with tears.

Director Zhou had already washed his hands, put on his surgical gown, and stood by watching the whole process.

Her mouth gaped open, unable to close for a long time: "This...how is this possible? Acupuncture can really relieve pain?"

A young nurse whispered, "I thought he was just faking it, but I never imagined acupuncture could actually relieve pain!"

"This is outrageous!"

Another nurse chimed in, "I've worked in the operating room for eight years, and this is the first time I've seen anything like this!"

"If this is true, wouldn't that mean there's a cure for pregnant women who are allergic to anesthesia?"

Director Zhou stepped forward, looked at Xiaoya, and asked with concern, "Are you really not in pain?"

Xiaoya shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Director Zhou reached out and gently pressed on her stomach.

"Can you feel anything?"

"I can feel it!"

Xiaoya shook her head: "I can feel you pressing on me, but it doesn't hurt, I don't feel any pain at all!"

Director Zhou took a deep breath and looked at Chen Mo, saying:

"Mr. Chen, in my thirty years as a doctor, I've never seen anything like your skills before!"

Chen Mo waved his hand: "My task is complete. Now it's your turn!"

Director Zhou nodded repeatedly: "Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us!"

As long as the pregnant woman doesn't experience pain, the subsequent cesarean section will be no challenge for her.

"Ready to begin surgery! Xiao Li, monitor the fetal heart rate! Xiao Zhang, prepare the instruments!"

"Yes, sir!"

The atmosphere in the operating room instantly became tense.

Under the operating lights, Director Zhou's scalpel gleamed coldly.

Chen Mo retreated to a corner, leaned against the wall, and watched all of this.