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Chapter 732  Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand Si Fuqing! (1)

The words of Si Fuqing crashed upon his eardrums like tumultuous waves, sending shivers down his spine.

His expression was one of shock. "What did you just say?"

"You can trust me," Si Fuqing\'s brows furrowed with determination. "As a skilled doctor like you, why should you suffer because of those worthless individuals?"

The palm of Qin Yusong\'s hand, which had been reciting, slowly clenched.

He had regrets, of course, but some things couldn\'t be undone.

If he hadn\'t gone to the hospital that day, perhaps his hand wouldn\'t have been destroyed.

"I don\'t disbelieve you," Qin Yusong calmed down, exhaling slowly. "You\'re right, I\'ve always wanted to return to the operating table. My hand doesn\'t hinder me in other tasks, and I can even lift heavy objects, but with the advancement of modern medical technology..."

There was no way to restore his hand to its former state.

In short, surgery required an extremely high level of precision, which his current hand couldn\'t achieve.

Neurons are permanent cells that cannot regenerate.

Currently, scientists haven\'t found a way to regenerate nerve cells.

Qin Yusong had thought about curing his hand and had visited all the top hospitals in the Western Continent, only to be told that there was no solution.

But now, someone claimed they could heal his hand.

"Yes, modern medical technology still can\'t restore your hand," Si Fuqing nodded, "but the supernatural can."

"..."

The office fell silent once again.

Qin Yusong once more scrutinized Si Fuqing, beginning to suspect if she had stumbled into some nefarious organization.

But her expression was earnest, making it hard to doubt her.

"Teacher Qin, the human body\'s potential is limitless. We haven\'t even tapped into one percent of it," Si Fuqing said. "When you\'re stitching wounds, it\'s actually the body healing itself. If the body\'s cells lack regenerative ability, even a miracle doctor would be powerless."

Qin Yusong nodded. "That makes sense."

Patients with myocardial infarction also had warnings before the onset of the illness.

Si Fuqing chuckled lazily. "So as long as I make your body believe that nerve cells can regenerate, your hand can be restored."

Qin Yusong was silent.

After three seconds, he slowly asked, "Are you honestly telling me this, or are you trying to recruit me into some pyramid scheme?"

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow and pushed her phone over. "Teacher Qin, take a look at these two news articles."

Qin Yusong  picked up the phone and read.

Both articles were about events that occurred in the Western Continent.

"Teacher Qin, shall we meet tomorrow morning?" Si Fuqing nodded. "It\'s just before the weekend, and the program team will have a day off." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

One was about a man who was suddenly cured of lower body paralysis, hailed as a medical miracle.

The other was about a vegetative patient who the hospital deemed unable to wake up, yet one day, he did.

These two news items had made headlines locally, but few paid them much attention, attributing them to divine intervention.

But in the circle of evolved beings, it was different.

Evolved beings with spiritual abilities had intervened to save these two people.

"You see, modern medicine couldn\'t cure them, yet they still recovered," Si Fuqing said. "Are you going to be like the people of the Western Continent, believing that God is blessing them?"

Qin Yusong fell silent.

He, an atheist and a materialist, had suffered a serious blow today.

"Fine," Qin Yusong took a deep breath. "If you\'re confident enough to say this, there must be a way. But if it ends in failure, don\'t blame yourself, alright?"

As a doctor, he knew well how many doctors would fall into immense self-blame for not being able to save a patient.

"Teacher Qin, shall we meet tomorrow morning?" Si Fuqing nodded. "It\'s just before the weekend, and the program team will have a day off."

"Okay," Qin Yusong agreed readily. "You decide on the location."

"In your office. We won\'t perform surgery; you just need to rest," Si Fuqing suggested.

Qin Yusong: "..."

Once again, he began to question his principles.

"I\'ll continue my internship," Si Fuqing picked up the folder. "Teacher Qin, you will save many people in the future."

She left the office.

Yuejian, her assistant, followed her this time.

Yuejian didn\'t actually agree with Si Fuqing using the abilities of evolved beings to treat Qin Yusong .

It wasn\'t a matter of life and death.

If using the treatment for Qin Yusong\'s hands brought about greater trouble, it would be a case of more harm than good.

It might even threaten lives.

Yuejian glanced at the closed door. "Do we really have to treat him? Little junior sister, have you considered that news of his hand being healed could spread, and ordinary people wouldn\'t know the insider details, but the Evolved Beings Alliance would instantly know that an evolved being had intervened?"