Chapter 24: The Life-Saving Knife-Talisman

  Yè Nán, who had eaten and drunk his fill, slept soundly for a while. When he woke up, it was already evening. He didn't feel hungry at all. He ran to Fang Wei's room to take a look, but that kid was also fast asleep and hadn't woken up yet.

  I was feeling bored and suddenly remembered that it had been some time since I last practiced meditation, so I sat cross-legged on the bed, concentrated my mind and focused my energy, sinking my consciousness into the purple palace, just about to start meditating.

  As soon as he entered the state, he suddenly realized that the spiritual energy inside the Purple Mansion had almost all turned white. Ye Nan's heart was overjoyed, it seemed that he would soon break through to the upper rank of Gathering Spirit.

  Thinking of this, Ye Nan was really excited and quickly stopped thinking about other things, starting to gather his spirit, hoping to break through today.

  Gradually, as the steady stream of spiritual energy poured in from the top of the head, the spiritual energy inside the Purple Mansion became increasingly dense. The yin-yang jade pendant on Ye Nan's chest also began to emit a faint, soft glow. Slowly, the pale white spiritual energy within the Purple Mansion started to transform into pure white.

  At last, after an unknown period of time, the spiritual energy in Ye Nan's Purple Mansion was in a state of frantic turbulence before all the spiritual energy turned into pure white.

  Ye Nan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a burst of excitement shot out from his eyes: "I've finally broken through again! I'm already at the top grade of Gathering Spirit!"

  Ye Nan felt the pure white spiritual energy inside the Zi Fu, and he thought there was a big difference now. After entering the upper grade of Jiling, the speed of absorbing external spiritual energy had increased significantly compared to before. As Ye Nan absorbed more, large amounts of spiritual energy poured in from the Bai Hui point, pouring into the Zi Fu.

  The feeling of this kind of speed that makes people feel extremely happy, Ye Nan didn't stop condensing his spiritual energy for a moment until the alarm clock rang on the second day early in the morning.

  Fresh and spirited Ye Nan, still in a joyful mood, rushed to the hospital for her shift. Today was an afternoon shift, so she just needed to stay there and read some books in the morning, or take a stroll around if she had nothing else to do. However, after 12 o'clock, she wouldn't be idle anymore, and would have to conscientiously guard the office, busy with patients!

  In the morning, Hong Chi was in charge of the ward. She received a patient with gastrointestinal bleeding, an elderly man in his seventies who had been having black stools at home for several days, pale complexion, weakness throughout the body, and obvious signs of blood loss.

  Hong Chi checked the blood routine, and the hemoglobin was only around 60 grams. He quickly administered hemostatic and gastric protective medication, and transfused 1.5 units of red blood cells. Only then did the old man's condition gradually stabilize.

  At twelve o'clock when I got off work, I handed over the shift to Ye Nan and told him to pay extra attention to this old man in bed 23. Ye Nan nodded in response.

  After lunch, Ye Nan hurried to the ward and took a look around. He carefully examined the old man with gastrointestinal bleeding. The old man's condition had improved significantly by then, his spirit was much better, and his complexion began to show a hint of rosiness.

  Ye Nan looked at this situation and slightly put down his heart, seeing that the patients were all right, he went to the duty room to rest.

  Today was also destined to be a day without rest for Ye Nan, having just lain down for less than half an hour, he heard the nurse outside loudly calling his name in a daze.

  "Damn it, don't know which patient is causing trouble again!"

  Didn't dare to think too much, quickly got up, put on shoes and rushed out, just arrived at the duty room door, heard the nurse on duty shouting in horror: "Twenty-three bed spitting blood, Dr. Ye hurry over!"

  Ye Nan's heart tightened, damn it, this time something really happened, and he quickly ran over.

  As soon as I entered the ward, all I could smell was the stench of blood filling the room. The old man was lying on the bed, spitting out large mouthfuls of bright red blood, which had already formed a huge puddle on the floor, at least 500-600 milliliters.

  Two family members on the side had already been frightened, looking at Ye Nan coming over, as if seeing a lifesaver, rushed over to pull Ye Nan's sleeve, and hastily begged for help: "Doctor, please save my dad, what's going on... why is he vomiting blood?!"

  Ye Nan didn't have time to reason with them, shaking off the man's hand, and said to himself: "Quickly... administer 100 milliliters of physiological saline solution plus 10 milligrams of hemostatic agent orally, prepare three cavities and two sacs! Everyone else get out and wait outside!"

  Several family members heard this and didn't dare disturb Ye Nan again, they all quickly hid outside the door.

  At Ye Nan's command, the two nurses finally had a backbone, busily taking out medicine from the rescue car that had already retreated, opening the saline bottle with forceps, using an injector to push in 10 milligrams of adrenaline and handing it over to Ye Nan.

  Ye Nan pulled the old man up, picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth, but the medicine was quickly spat out with blood.

  Ye Nan furrowed his brow, stretched out his hand and urgently said: "Quickly... triple-chamber double-bag tube, immediately start compressing to stop the bleeding!"

  The two nurses beside him looked at Ye Nan's outstretched hand, flustered and said: "Dr. Ye, we rarely use this, there is no spare in the rescue car!"

  "Nothing?" Ye Nan's eyebrows twitched, listening to nothing, he was so angry that he almost burst into a loud scolding, but turning his head to look at the family members outside, he suppressed the fire in his heart and secretly said: "Damn it, not even this is prepared well, what can be done now!"

  "Infuse 250ml of 5% glucose solution with 10mg of posterior pituitary hormone immediately!"

  The nurse heard this and was overjoyed, quickly preparing the medicine.

  Ye Nan gritted his teeth, his heart secretly anxious: "Looking at it this way, although the posterior pituitary gland's hemostatic effect is strong enough, now it's just that I'm afraid it won't be of any help. By the time the medicine takes effect, the person will probably be gone!"

  In a moment of panic, a scene similar to the current situation flashed through his mind: the little Taoist priest in his dream used a spell to turn water into medicine and cure the soldier who was coughing up blood.

  Ye Nan's mind flashed with inspiration, Ah yes! The Knife Soldier Symbol, this mid-grade talisman was indeed for stopping bleeding and healing wounds. He had already learned it long ago, but hadn't tried it out due to insufficient spiritual energy. But last night he broke through to the Upper Spiritual Realm, so by rights he should be able to use it now, and it just so happens to be exactly what's needed!

  But he hasn't used a medium-grade spell yet, and in his heart, he secretly prayed that it would go smoothly.

  With this reliance, the mind has already calmed down a bit. The nurse who had already hung up the pituitary posterior lobe hormone said: "Prepare another bottle of saline solution with methylprednisolone, quickly..."

  Two nurses quickly prepared the medicine and handed it to Ye Nan. After taking it, he waved his right hand nervously in mid-air twice before pouring the medicine into the patient's mouth.

  Actually, Ye Nan was very nervous at this time, afraid that the two would notice something.

  But at this time, he couldn't care about that much anymore. If the patient really can't be saved and just happened to not use these three cannulas and two pouches, then the entire rescue process wouldn't have been done thoroughly, and the family would have a reason to come and cause trouble.

  Fortunately, the spell seemed to have taken shape smoothly at his fingertips, and Ye Nan was slightly relieved. He pointed the spell towards the mouth of the bottle, feeling that its power had completely dissolved into the medicinal water. Then he picked up the bottle, lifted the old man's neck and poured it in again.

  After drinking this down, all three of them stared with wide eyes, knowing that if they threw it up again, they would have to accept their fate.