Chapter 134 The Only Hope, and Lin Chen's Only Chance of Survival
Chapter 134 The Only Hope, and Lin Chen's Only Chance of Survival
These words, like a final judgment, shattered everyone's last shred of hope.
Powerless.
Even the top medical expert teams in the country were helpless and could only watch as a vibrant life slipped away.
Lin's father swayed violently, staggered back half a step, and barely managed to stand up by holding onto the wall. He could no longer suppress the grief in his eyes, and his face was full of vicissitudes and despair.
He had spent his life on the battlefield, witnessing countless deaths and never easily shed tears. But now, seeing his proud son about to pass away, even his hardened heart was shattered into countless pieces.
Upon hearing this, Lin's mother's vision went black, and she fainted on the spot. She was quickly supported and resuscitated by those around her.
The corridor was deathly silent, save for the suppressed sobs.
Just as everyone was immersed in endless sorrow and despair, and people were filled with anxiety and helplessness, two steady and calm footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
Everyone instinctively turned to look.
Shen Yu was dressed in simple black casual wear, his posture was as upright as a pine tree, his temperament was aloof and otherworldly, his eyebrows and eyes were calm and serene, and he had an invisible calm aura around him, as if all the joys and sorrows, life and death in the world could not disturb him in the slightest.
Jiang Xinlan stood beside him, her expression gentle, her eyes filled with pity, as she walked slowly behind him.
Upon seeing the two arrive, Shen Zixuan rushed forward as if grasping at a last straw, his voice filled with urgent pleading.
"Brother-in-law! You've finally arrived! Come and see Lin Chen! The doctors said there's no hope, they've issued a critical condition notice, there's nothing they can do! Only you can save him now!"
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Shen Yu.
There was doubt, scrutiny, bewilderment, and also a faint, almost hopeless glimmer of hope.
Most of the people present were high-ranking military officials and medical experts. They didn't recognize Shen Yu and only thought of him as an ordinary junior member of the Shen family. They didn't understand why Shen Zixuan would place all his hopes on a young outsider.
If even the top experts in the country can't save someone, what can a young man do?
The old dean frowned slightly, his expression a mixture of sternness and displeasure befitting a doctor, and spoke in a deep voice:
"Young man, this is a critical care unit, not a place for young people to fool around. The patient's injuries are special, and the toxins are bizarre. Our entire expert team is powerless to help. Don't harbor any unrealistic fantasies and delay the family's final farewell."
The implication was clear: they felt Shen Zixuan was being ridiculous, placing their hopes on an amateur, which was utterly absurd.
The military leader next to him also frowned slightly, his eyes showing disapproval.
Shen Zixuan, however, stood tall and resolutely defended Shen Yu.
"Dean, I'm not joking! My brother-in-law isn't an ordinary person; he's a true master with extraordinary abilities! Lin Chen is on his last breath, and you can't do anything about it, so why not let my brother-in-law give it a try? It's better to try anything than to sit and wait for him to die!"
These words immediately sparked a flurry of whispers in the corridor.
Some people think that Shen Zixuan was impulsive in his youth and made a rash decision in desperation.
Some people think it's too far-fetched, outrageous, and untrue.
Some people secretly harbored a tiny bit of hope.
Yes, there's no other way out now. The experts have already given us a death sentence. Why not let this young man give it a try? What if he succeeds?
Lin's father's gaze fell on Shen Yu. Looking at the young man's calm and composed demeanor, then at Shen Zixuan's unwavering expression, and then at his son who was almost gone forever, he was torn with inner turmoil.
On one hand, there are the limits of scientific medicine, which have declared that there is no hope of recovery. On the other hand, there are the elusive and seemingly absurd supernatural abilities of extraordinary individuals, which are currently the only faint hope.
He believed in hard work and not in illusion throughout his life, but when faced with the desperate situation of an old man fearing to bury his young son, even the most stubborn person would be willing to grasp at the last glimmer of light.
Lin's father took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and hesitation in his heart, and walked up to Shen Yu. His expression was solemn, carrying the dignity of an elder and the plea of someone in dire straits. He bowed slightly.
"Mr. Shen, my son's life is hanging by a thread. All the experts in the hospital are helpless, and we are now in a desperate situation. Since Zixuan believes in your abilities, my Lin family is willing to take a gamble and earnestly begs Mr. Shen to help us. No matter the outcome, the Lin family will be grateful for your kindness and will never blame you."
Shen Yu remained calm, his gaze sweeping lightly over the direction of the emergency room. His divine sense had already silently probed into it, allowing him to clearly see the extent of Lin Chen's injuries.
The injuries were indeed extremely severe; the specially made toxins from abroad were insidious and unpredictable, and ordinary medical techniques were indeed ineffective.
But for him, it wasn't a desperate situation.
He withdrew his consciousness, his tone calm and even, exuding an unwavering confidence that remained unchanged even in the face of a collapsing mountain: "I can save them."
As soon as he finished speaking, the noisy corridor fell silent. The old dean was about to retort when Lin's father raised his hand to stop him.
Lin's father's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a ray of dawn in boundless darkness, and his tone was urgent and solemn:
"Then we'll leave it to you, Mr. Shen! We'll clear the area immediately. The emergency room is entirely under your jurisdiction; no one is allowed to disturb it. The Lin family will bear all responsibility!"
"Old Lin! Think it over!" The old hospital director beside him quickly advised, "This is against medical regulations. He's not qualified to practice medicine. If he rashly enters the emergency room and moves around, what if..."
"There are no more 'what ifs' now." Lin's father shook his head, his eyes filled with a desolate yet resolute expression.
"You have already declared that there is no way to reverse the situation. Rather than waiting to die, why not let Mr. Shen give it a try?"
The Lin family members and their military colleagues all remained silent and acquiesced.
Yes, we've already reached a dead end, what else is there to worry about?
Shen Qingyue's previously lifeless heart was suddenly ignited with a blazing hope. She looked at Shen Yu through teary eyes, her gaze filled with pleading and anticipation.
This was her only hope, and Lin Chen's only chance of survival.
Shen Yu remained calm and unperturbed by the gazes of the crowd. He spoke composedly: "Please remove all medical staff from the emergency room, clear the area, close the doors and windows, and no one is allowed to enter and disturb the peace."
"Okay! I'll do it right away!" Mr. Lin nodded immediately and arranged for people to guard the door of the emergency room. He also invited all the doctors and nurses inside to come out and strictly guard the room, not allowing anyone to get close.
Everyone retreated to both sides of the corridor, their eyes fixed on the tightly closed emergency room door, their hearts pounding in their throats.
The former dean and a group of experts stood aside, their expressions complex, a mixture of doubt, confusion, helplessness, and a hint of secret curiosity.
They wanted to see if this excessively young man could really break through the limits of medicine and pull a person who had been sentenced to death back from the brink of death.
Shen Yu stepped forward, pushed open the door to the emergency room, and slowly walked in. Then the door closed gently, blocking everyone's view.
The air in the corridor seemed to freeze.
Everyone held their breath and waited quietly. No one spoke; only suppressed breathing echoed in the air.
Every minute and every second felt incredibly long.
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