First People's Hospital, Nanbin City – Morgue.
Chen Wanli had both hands on a female corpse's chest, kneading it carefully.
"You're lucky not to die today. You've run into me — the one who just received a profound inheritance and awakened spiritual knowledge!"
"Two of your three souls are gone, and four of your seven spirits have dispersed. This is practically a tug-of-war with the King of Hell. In this world, no one but me can save you!"
He looked like a man in his twenties, murmuring as he worked. His actions didn't resemble anything you'd expect in a hospital. The atmosphere was eerie.
Suddenly, the "corpse" jolted upright, then slumped back down.
Two nearby nurses were terrified and screamed
"Help! There's a corpse coming back to life in the morgue!"
They turned to scold him: "Doctor Tang, your mentally ill husband is desecrating a body!"
Chen Wanli ignored them. He placed his hands on the corpse's Baihui and Sishencong acupoints, then back on her chest.
Soon, Director Zhang Debiao arrived with a team of doctors and security. He was furious.
"Let go of her!"
Chen Wanli responded calmly, "I'm treating her."
Everyone was stunned. The "corpse" was none other than Song Jiaojiao, daughter of the wealthiest man in Nanbin City. She had been declared dead just that morning.
Tang Yanan, Chen Wanli's wife, was mortified. She rushed to stop him, but when she touched the woman's chest—she felt a heartbeat!
Director Zhang used a stethoscope and exclaimed, "She's alive! Get her to the emergency room!"
Chen Wanli tried to stop them. "I haven't finished the treatment yet!"
But no one believed him. Chaos erupted, with people shouting about "medical malpractice" and "a misdiagnosis that sent a living person to the morgue."
Tang Yanan was distraught and argued with the hospital director, accusing him of shifting blame. Zhang Debiao, the director, threatened to make the Song family demand someone to take the fall.
"Song Jiaojiao is still alive?" Tang Yanan asked anxiously.
"Of course," Director Zhang said coldly. "Otherwise, how would Chen Wanli walk out of this hospital alive?"
Tang Yanan was furious, realizing they were trying to make her the scapegoat so the director could appear like a hero.
Chen Wanli sneered, "Shamelessness must be your superpower. You could win championships for it."
Director Zhang dismissed him with a scoff.
Just then, a commotion came from the emergency room. A nurse rushed out.
"Director! Something's wrong again—Song Jiaojiao's condition is deteriorating!"
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