A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Meanwhile, in the office of the director of the infectious disease department at the Municipal People's Hospital.

Dean Peng was furious, slamming his fist on the table and questioning Director Xiao, who was in charge of the infectious disease department, and Dr. Xu and Nurse Liu, who were on duty last night.

"What the hell are you doing? Why did the patient fall into a coma overnight? Do you even know how important this patient is? Haven't I repeatedly told you that this patient must be taken care of meticulously and that no mistakes can be made?"

The way the dean got angry was just like a homeroom teacher before a final exam, except that the homeroom teacher scolded the students, while he scolded the doctors.

Director Xiao was also puzzled. When he left work last night, although the patient was weak, his basic condition, such as body temperature, blood pressure, pulse, heartbeat, and breathing, was still good!

After giving the doctor's orders and instructing Dr. Xu on duty to treat the patient with care, he went home!

To my surprise, when I checked on the patients this morning, they were already unconscious.

Dr. Xu and Nurse Liu felt even more aggrieved. After Director Xiao gave them many instructions yesterday, they had already taken this patient to heart!

Starting from the night shift, they checked on the patient every hour until midnight, when they finally went to their duty room to rest!

At 3 a.m., they even did a room check!

The patient was perfectly fine at that time, but when I went on rounds with the hospital director and chief physician this morning, I was shocked to find that the patient was not asleep, but had fallen into a deep coma.

The scariest thing isn't when a patient has an accident, but when you've done your job perfectly and something still goes wrong, like reviewing all the important points only to find the exam tests the page you never even looked at.

Without a doubt, the only patient that Dean Peng would care about so much was Old Man Ding Yi.

But why did Ding Yi fall into a coma overnight? Not only did Dean Peng not understand, but even the doctors and nurses in the infectious disease department who were constantly monitoring Ding Yi were baffled.

Dean Peng quickly convened a consultation with experts and professors from the Department of Infectious Diseases.

"Director Xiao, what do you think is the cause of the patient's sudden loss of consciousness?"

Director Xiao is the head of the infectious disease department, so when problems arise, Dean Peng will naturally turn to him first.

"I think..." Director Xiao looked troubled, and after a long while hesitantly opened his mouth, "The patient's coma is caused by hepatitis."

The authoritative diagnosis from the infectious disease department must have some merit!

The experts and professors all nodded in agreement. The unspoken rule of consultations is: listen to whoever has the highest rank, listen to whoever has the loudest voice, and if all else fails, listen to the first person to speak.

The patient had already been diagnosed with hepatitis, so it is not surprising that he developed severe symptoms of hepatic coma.

Dean Peng had long suspected this, but he was still filled with doubts!

Although Ding Yi's test results confirmed that he had hepatitis, it was only mild and had not reached the level of cirrhosis or hepatic coma. Moreover, his condition was stable and he started routine treatment yesterday!

Logically speaking, the disease shouldn't mutate suddenly, and even if it did, it wouldn't progress so quickly or become so severe!

After much research, the experts and professors unanimously agreed that Director Xiao's diagnosis was accurate: the patient had developed hepatic coma.

Although Dean Peng somewhat agreed, he still had many doubts!

After leaving the infectious disease department, he went directly to the laboratory because the results of Ding Yi's vomit test should be available by now.

When the head of the laboratory handed the results to Dean Peng, he was shocked because the test results clearly showed that the stomach contents contained red blood cells!

The presence of red blood cells in the stomach contents proves that there is indeed blood in the stomach!

The reason it's not visible to the naked eye is due to two factors: the color of the stomach contents and the red blood cell count.

Just because something is invisible to the naked eye doesn't mean it doesn't exist. For example, conscience, bacteria, or the secret stash of money in a man's wallet.

However, this was not what surprised Dean Peng the most. What surprised him was what the head of the laboratory department said next.

"Dean Peng, we also detected a toxin in the stomach contents sample you sent!"

"What?" Dean Peng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly interrupted him, asking, "What kind of toxin is it?"

The head of the laboratory shook his head, "It's still unclear, because we don't have the equipment to identify what this toxin is!"

"We have no conditions?"

"Yes!" The head of the laboratory nodded. "Although we don't have the equipment to identify exactly what this toxin is, we have detected its toxicity. It's a very dangerous toxin. When you brought it in, it was still alive. At first, we thought it was just an ordinary cell, but after monitoring it under a microscope, the data shows that it has a latent, potent toxin that can infiltrate and invade the stomach wall. Although the process is slow, it is definitely a toxin, a very rare one!"

Upon hearing these words, Dean Peng's face turned deathly pale, and he slumped weakly into a chair!

At this point, he finally remembered Ding Yi's diagnosis of the young man: that he had blood and evil poison in his stomach and that he would not live more than half a month.

Dean Peng, who had once dismissed the diagnosis as nonsense, finally had to admit that the other person was right in the face of irrefutable test results!

Having figured this out, Dean Peng was both happy and worried.

What's delightful is that the young man was able to tell that the stomach contents contained blood and toxins simply by using his sense of smell and sight, which proves that he is an absolute medical genius!

Adding to what happened yesterday in the trauma ward, this fact is even more certain.

Since this person has such superb medical skills, as long as we recruit him into the hospital, he will surely create miracles!

What's worrying is that Ding Yi's stomach contents contained these two things that shouldn't be there, so his illness probably wasn't hepatitis, but poisoning!

Or, to put it another way, hepatitis is just a symptom; poisoning is the root cause. It was the toxins that caused Ding Yi to develop hepatitis.

So here's the problem: even if Ding Yi's hepatitis is cured, it's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause!

We must figure out what kind of poison this is and completely eliminate it in order to completely cure Ding Yi!

"Yes, that's it!"

Dean Peng suddenly stood up, startling the head of the laboratory department who was standing to the side. "Dean..."

"You need to get this toxin sample sent to the higher authorities for testing immediately. We absolutely must find out what this is!"

"Okay!" The head of the laboratory department nodded hurriedly.

Dean Peng was still preoccupied on his way back to his office from the laboratory department!

He felt ashamed because, as the head of two hospitals, his diagnosis and treatment were not as thorough as those of a young man who was not even twenty years old!

They figured out the cause of Old Man Ding's illness at a glance, while I was still trying to figure it out and getting confused.

However, an adult's shame usually lasts for three minutes, a little longer than fireworks, but a little shorter than a vow.

Dean Peng's answer was even shorter; he figured it out in the next second.

Learning knows no order of precedence; those who have achieved mastery are teachers!

Whether it was the young man's incisive diagnosis or his miraculous bone-setting skills, he was completely in awe of them.

In the past, if we encountered such a strange illness as Ding Yi, we would have tried to understand it from both a moral and logical standpoint. The same applies now, but the intention is completely different. Having been in a high position for a long time, one's mindset has long since changed.

Dean Peng is no longer the diligent, studious, and loyal Pang Dahai he once was. He is now Dean Peng, who has gradually lost his way in the pursuit of fame and fortune.

He no longer neglects his sleep and meals for a single illness, nor does he worry excessively about a patient's inability to pay for surgery!

The longer he sat in that position, the more numb he became!

So what if my skill level isn't as good as theirs?

So what if my medical skills aren't as good as theirs?

People who graduated from elementary school several years late are still becoming big bosses and accumulating hundreds of billions in assets, aren't they?

Don't master's students, graduate students, and doctoral students still work for people who can't read or write?

Ding Yi's illness must be treated, and cured, but that talented person must not be missed either; we must find him and recruit him into the hospital to serve us!

With that thought in mind, Dean Peng didn't go into his office, but instead went to the outpatient department.

When the hospital director arrived, the outpatient director was terrified. After hearing the director's request, he hurriedly retrieved the patient records for the CT scans that day.

After comparing them one by one, Peng Yuanzi finally found the other party's information.

Name: Gu Feng, Gender: Male, Age: 19. Cause of illness: Physical examination after a car accident. Address: Bolan Street.

Upon seeing this information, Dean Peng frowned.

The ID card section was blank, the phone number section was blank, and even the passport section was blank. The only thing that could be considered somewhat useful was the address, Portland Street, but that was all there was to it.

Dean Peng knew about Bolan Street; it was six bus stops away from the Municipal People's Hospital. However, that street was lined with countless alleys and lanes, residential areas, and commercial buildings!

In such a big place, where is he supposed to find someone?

The greatest distance in the world is not between life and death, but between knowing that he is on Portland Street, but there are tens of thousands of people on Portland Street!