At the First People's Hospital of Nanbin City, in the morgue.
Chen Wanli placed his hands on the chest of a female corpse, making kneading motions.
"Looks like your life isn't meant to end today. I, with my inherited skills, have awakened my divine consciousness!"
"Your three souls are missing two, and four of your seven spirits are gone. It's like snatching someone from the hands of the King of Hell. No one in this world can save you, except me!"
He appeared to be in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking quite capable.
But at that moment, he mumbled incoherently, his hands doing something eerily strange and not "human" at all.
With his movements, the female corpse suddenly sat up, then collapsed back down!
The two nurses who had brought the body in saw this and were immediately terrified. They turned around and screamed as they ran out!
"Someone, help!"
"Security... Director... There's a corpse coming back to life in the morgue!"
"Doctor Tang, your mentally ill husband is insulting the body!"
"…"
Chen Wanli turned a deaf ear to their cries, his hands quickly pressing on the female corpse's Baihui and Sishencong acupoints, using a peculiar technique.
Then, he began pressing down on the corpse's chest.
Soon, hurried footsteps came from outside the morgue.
Director Zhang Debiao, followed by several doctors and security guards, rushed in in a panic.
"Bastard, what are you doing? Let her go!" Zhang Debiao shouted angrily.
Chen Wanli glanced over but didn't stop what he was doing. "I'm treating her!"
"…"
Many of the doctors at the hospital recognized the man in front of them—Chen Wanli!
He was the mentally ill husband of Dr. Tang Yanran, the hospital's most beautiful doctor.
Everyone had sympathized with Tang Yanran, a beautiful woman who had married a mentally ill fool.
But now, this sympathy reached its peak.
The corpse was that of Song Jiaojiao, the daughter of the Song family.
The Song family was the richest in Nanbin City, and Song Jiaojiao had collapsed and died in the hospital earlier today. The Song family was already angry at the hospital, and now their daughter's body was being disrespected. This would cause an uproar!
Tang Yanran's vision went black, and she almost passed out. This fool had really caused a huge disaster today!
Chen Wanli had mental illness. Since their marriage, his parents had been taking care of him.
Today, his parents had something to do, so they sent him to the hospital and asked Tang Yanran to watch over him.
But then there was an emergency patient, so she had left Chen Wanli at the nurse's station.
Who would have thought he would end up in the morgue and do such a thing?
"You'd better stop now!" Zhang Debiao yelled as he rushed forward, trying to pull Chen Wanli away.
Chen Wanli furrowed his brows and pushed Zhang Debiao aside. "If I stop now, she will really die!"
Zhang Debiao stumbled back and fell to the ground.
This idiot! Fool! Mentally ill!
He actually thought of himself as a doctor? Don't you know you're just an idiot?
He glared angrily at Tang Yanran. "Aren't you going to let your mentally ill husband move aside? Do you really want the Song family to sue all of us?"
Tang Yanran snapped back to reality. "Chen Wanli!!!"
She quickly stepped forward to move his hands off Song Jiaojiao's chest.
But when her palm touched Song Jiaojiao's chest, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, and her heartbeat... she felt the heartbeat of the Song family's daughter.
"She has a heartbeat!" Tang Yanran carefully checked her heart position, her eyelids twitching in shock.
Zhang Debiao froze for a moment, quickly took off the stethoscope around his neck, and when he listened, he was stunned. Without caring about anything else, he yelled, "Quick, quickly push her back to the emergency room!"
"I haven't finished treating her! You can't take her!" Chen Wanli stopped them again.
"Treating her?!" Zhang Debiao didn't believe a fool could treat someone. He thought it was a misdiagnosis.
Mistaking a living person for a dead one and sending them to the morgue was a huge medical accident!
A group of people hastily pushed Song Jiaojiao away.
Only Tang Yanran and Chen Wanli were left.
"What are you doing here?" Tang Yanran, anger rising, almost wanted to vent all her frustration on this man who brought her humiliation and trouble.
"I'm here to treat that person!" Chen Wanli said seriously.
Tang Yanran almost couldn't believe her ears.
"…" Tang Yanran gritted her teeth for a moment but then realized how unreasonable she was. What was the point of blaming a mentally ill person here?
It was her fault for not taking care of him properly!
She took a deep breath. "Let's go! First, let's check on Song Jiaojiao's condition, then I'll take a leave and send you home!"
Chen Wanli cleared his throat. "I'm better now! I can go home by myself!"
Tang Yanran widened her eyes in disbelief.
"You, are better?"
Chen Wanli nodded. "I suddenly became clear-headed and remembered everything!"
"You're better, but why did you go to the morgue?" Tang Yanran scanned Chen Wanli suspiciously. Chen Wanli had been on medication, so it was possible for him to get better.
"I've said it three times already, I'm here to treat that person!" Chen Wanli said.
"…" Tang Yanran's expression froze. She felt like the fool now. Why did she believe a mentally ill person?
What normal person would go to the morgue to treat someone? What's more, Chen Wanli wasn't a doctor before he got mentally ill.
While speaking, Chen Wanli also looked at Tang Yanran.
She was beautiful!
Her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, her watery eyes gleaming with intelligence and wisdom.
Her curvaceous body was fully revealed even in her white coat.
This woman wouldn't be a loss to have as his wife.
Tang Yanran sighed, not wanting to argue with Chen Wanli anymore. She grabbed him and headed toward the emergency department.
Just as they reached the emergency room door, they saw Zhang Debiao walking out with a beaming smile, talking to a nurse.
Seeing Tang Yanran, Zhang Debiao immediately put away his smile and adopted a stern, authoritative look. "You're suspended!"
"???" Tang Yanran frowned and looked at Zhang Debiao.
"Song Jiaojiao's fake death was misdiagnosed and sent to the morgue. This is a medical accident! Someone has to take responsibility! The doctor on duty this morning was you!" Zhang Debiao made it clear.
Tang Yanran was immediately furious, her face turning red. "Song Jiaojiao's condition was treated by you, Director, and you were the one who issued the death certificate. What does that have to do with me?"
Zhang Debiao sneered and pointed at Chen Wanli. "Then I'll tell the Song family about him insulting Song Jiaojiao's body!"
Tang Yanran immediately felt as though she had been struck by frost, her energy draining away.
The Song family was the richest in the city, and Song Jiaojiao was their only daughter, pampered and adored. It was easy to imagine that Chen Wanli would be held responsible!
"You know very well, if the Song family finds out how he desecrated Song Jiaojiao's body, what the consequences will be!"
Zhang Debiao threatened with a triumphant look.
"Is Song Jiaojiao still alive?" Tang Yanran asked, pausing for a moment.
"Of course. Otherwise, do you think Chen Wanli would still be able to leave the hospital?"
Tang Yanran's body trembled with anger. This time, not only was she in trouble, but even Chen Wanli had finally understood!
Song Jiaojiao had been misdiagnosed, sent to the morgue! The Song family had already been notified, and the truth couldn't be hidden! Someone had to be the scapegoat!
That scapegoat was her, Tang Yanran!
But Zhang Debiao, the culprit behind the misdiagnosis, would quickly turn into the savior of the Song family!
Chen Wanli laughed and clapped his hands. "If shamelessness were a skill, you'd definitely win first place!"
Zhang Debiao glanced at Chen Wanli, too lazy to argue. Was he really going to listen to a mentally ill person?
"Are you so sure you can save Song Jiaojiao?" Chen Wanli sneered.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Debiao was extremely annoyed. This mentally ill person seemed too normal.
Chen Wanli snorted. "The literal meaning! With your ability, you want my wife to take the blame? You're still far from it!"
Zhang Debiao was furious and about to explode.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the emergency room, and a nurse rushed out in panic.
"Director, it's bad, Song Jiaojiao is about to die again…"