Village Doctor's Women-Chapter 254 - 248 Variations of Qi

"Can your father be transferred to a hospital run by the Cai Group?" Wang Jian, well aware of the unspoken rules of hospitals, made sure to remind Hu Ziyuan on the way. "If he stays at Central Hospital, there’s a lot I can’t do since I’m not one of their doctors."

"I understand." Although Hu Ziyuan was in a daze, he hung on Wang Jian’s every word. He had pinned his last hopes on him and would do anything he suggested. "But... I don’t know anyone from the Cai Group..."

"No worries. Just give them my name when you get there. I’ll go ahead and arrange a ward," Wang Jian said, waving his hand dismissively. "I’ll give them a call in a bit."

Gratitude shone in Hu Ziyuan’s eyes. Even Heizi looked at Wang Jian in surprise. Doctors who could so ’casually’ arrange things at Cai’s Hospital were a rare sight.

In any case, the previous hospital had already given up on Lu You. If even Wang Jian couldn’t save him, they might as well start preparing for the funeral. Thus, Hu Ziyuan didn’t hesitate. His first action upon arriving at the hospital was to arrange for Lu You’s transfer. The hospital initially tried to stop him, but seeing his insistence, they had him sign a voluntary discharge form and let him go.

Heizi drove Xu Qian and Wang Jian to Cai’s Hospital while an ambulance was dispatched to Central Hospital to pick up the patient. Xu Qian was extremely worried the entire way and had even called Cai Qiong to come and talk some sense into Wang Jian.

"Are you sure you can handle this?" Cai Qiong arrived surprisingly fast, as if she had been at the hospital the whole time. Seeing her in a white lab coat, Wang Jian suspected his guess was correct.

Hearing her question, Wang Jian shook his head. "I’ll do my best and leave the rest to fate. He’s going to die whether I treat him or not. If I can buy him a little more time, it’ll be a good thing."

Cai Qiong stared at him for a long moment. Seeing he wasn’t joking, she gave a bitter smile. "You’re too reckless. If Sister Qian hadn’t told me, I would have had no idea you were planning to do this."

Wang Jian smiled and spread his hands. "Well, now you know. So, are you going to refuse the patient?"

"How could I refuse?" Cai Qiong said, rolling her eyes. "It’s an order from our esteemed Doctor Wang, after all. Of course, we’ll take him. Besides, his medical fees won’t be cheap..." A sly smile appeared on her face. "By the way, I suggest you bill him for more. I heard from my contacts at Central Hospital that when their ambulance went to pick him up, his son kept shouting about being a foreigner and how it would be an international incident if he wasn’t cured."

Upon hearing this, the corner of Wang Jian’s mouth twitched. He never would have expected Hu Ziyuan to be that kind of person.

This means I’ll have to be on my guard during the treatment.

Thinking this, Wang Jian shared his concerns with Cai Qiong. He was determined to save the man, but he also needed to protect himself from potential trouble from the family.

Cai Qiong laughed. "Don’t worry, Doctor Wang. I’ve got your back. Once he’s admitted to Cai’s Hospital, they won’t be able to cause any trouble." This was a private hospital, after all, and with the power of the Cai Group, it was far more formidable than any other.

Seeing Cai Qiong’s confident expression, Wang Jian finally felt at ease and began to contemplate a treatment plan. Although he hadn’t seen the patient yet, he knew enough about terminal lung cancer. The prognosis was hopeless. All he could consider now was how to contain the current situation. He thought about chemotherapy...

Chemotherapy is essentially killing cells, good and bad alike. The patient’s body simply can’t endure it. From what Hu Ziyuan described, his father’s condition is obviously too advanced for even chemotherapy. He’s in the final stage, just waiting to die, because the cancer has already metastasized to his bones. Acupuncture probably won’t be of any use... Chinese medicine would be largely ineffective, serving only as a supplemental treatment at best. That means the only thing I can rely on... is Qi.

In the end, it all came down to Qi. After considering it from every angle, Wang Jian decided he had to try.

By the time Hu Ziyuan brought Lu You in, the man was on his last breath. Because of this, Wang Jian had no choice but to immediately use his Qi to keep Lu You from dying, stabilizing his breathing. This brought a touch of color back to Lu You’s deathly pale face.

Hu Ziyuan and Heizi, who were watching Lu You’s condition intently, both stared with wide-eyed shock. They thought Wang Jian had only touched the man, yet the effect was so dramatic...

After this initial step, Wang Jian had Lu You moved into a private room. He followed him inside alone and locked the door from the inside.

Wang Jian now had only one goal: to use his Qi to destroy all the cancerous cells. Theoretically, if he could eliminate every last one, he could reverse the man’s condition. The logic was similar to chemotherapy, but his Qi was fundamentally different. Qi could kill the mutated cells while simultaneously nourishing the patient’s body. It wasn’t indiscriminate and wouldn’t cause harm to healthy tissue. This was what Wang Jian intended to try, though whether it would work as he envisioned remained to be seen.

After locking the door, Wang Jian approached the hospital bed. Lu You had regained some consciousness and his eyes fluttered open. Seeing Wang Jian, he clearly tried to speak, but the profound weakness wracking his body prevented him from forming a complete sentence.

"I..."

"Don’t try to speak," Wang Jian interrupted gently. "Just relax. Your son brought me here. I trust you know who I am."

Lu You blinked, confirming he understood.

Only then did Wang Jian explain, "I’m going to attempt a special method to treat your illness. I can’t guarantee it will work, but I can promise it won’t be painful like chemotherapy. Do you understand?"

Lu You blinked again.

Receiving confirmation, Wang Jian disinfected his hands with pre-prepared alcohol. Then, under Lu You’s puzzled gaze, he unbuttoned the man’s hospital gown. Closing his eyes, Wang Jian placed his hands on either side of Lu You’s collarbones. The cancer had wasted Lu You away, leaving him terrifyingly thin. His bones were starkly visible beneath the skin—not just his collarbones, but every one of his ribs.

As Wang Jian’s Qi entered Lu You’s body, it met almost no resistance. Lu You’s own life force was pitifully weak. It didn’t reject the influx of energy; instead, it embraced it like parched earth soaking up a long-awaited rain. Even Lu You himself felt as if he were soaking in a warm spring, the constant pain momentarily vanishing.

As he expected, the sensory connection through his Qi allowed Wang Jian to once again visualize the inside of Lu You’s body. The distinction between healthy and cancerous tissue was stark. A dense mass of deathly Qi enveloped Lu You’s lungs and the surrounding bones—the ribs, spine, and clavicles.

This black, deathly Qi is completely different from the vitality of my own cultivated Qi. It fills me with an instinctive revulsion, a deep nausea. I want to pull my hands away right now and scrub them a hundred times to get rid of this disgusting feeling.

Forcing the feeling down, Wang Jian shifted his focus. He tried to use his Qi to attack the areas shrouded by the deathly Qi, while simultaneously nourishing the surrounding healthy tissues to minimize collateral damage.

But Wang Jian had been too naive. As he directed his Qi to invade the territory shrouded in deathly Qi, he was horrified to find it latching onto his own. He hadn’t destroyed it; instead, his own Qi was being corrupted.

In all his time practicing Qi Cultivation with Xu Changqing, he had never encountered anything like this.

As the contamination spread, Wang Jian felt his own Qi being drained away at an alarming rate. At the same time, the cancerous areas began to grow wildly.

How is this possible...?