Urban Super Medical Saint

If Secretary Chen and others had not been at the scene, hearing Sang Yunlong speak like this, they would have thought he was making a big deal out of nothing. After all, they were the top-level officials managing a province with a population of tens of millions. A doctor, after all, how could he be worth so much trouble for them to hide and protect? But having seen the scene firsthand, seeing so many seriously injured people, especially Zheng Zijie's father with such severe injuries being taken in and then pushed out minutes later fully conscious, even feeling his legs, not a single person among them thought Sang Yunlong was overreacting.

For someone like Ge Dongxu, he was already beyond the realm of ordinary people's understanding.

For such a person, no issue was too small.

Moreover, as long as you are human, you can hardly avoid getting sick at some point. Who among those present could guarantee they would never fall ill for the rest of their life? Who could ensure their family members would always be free from illness?

And a divine doctor like this, if one could be on good terms with him, would undoubtedly be a safeguard for life.

"Yunlong comrade, rest assured, since Director Ge is someone indifferent to fame and fortune and dislikes showing off, we naturally will not publicize today's event," Secretary Chen said, nodding.

"The media will definitely report on this car accident, but Governor Sang, rest assured, there definitely won't be any mention of Director Ge in the news," said Minister Hao of the Propaganda Department.

While Sang Yunlong was speaking with Secretary Chen and the others outside the emergency room, Ge Dongxu continued with the urgent rescues inside the room.

In this car accident, there were forty people on the bus. With two dead on the spot, the remaining thirty-eight were all injured, and among these, twenty-eight were seriously injured.

As time ticked by, only the last severely injured person remained.

By this time Ge Dongxu's face was as pale as paper, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

He seemed about to collapse as he walked, with his head throbbing painfully.

"There's only one left, hold on!" Ge Dongxu silently told himself. Then he slowly raised his hand, pinched the spell, and drew a strand of Panax notoginseng essence Spirit Qi from thin air. Using Divine Sense, he carefully guided it into the last patient's body to tenderly mend and repair the injured left lung.

The lungs were the first organs where Ge Dongxu successfully created an Air Cyclone, and he was as familiar with every part of the lungs as with his own treasures. Normally repairing the lungs was not a difficult task for him, but at this point, he was nearly at the end of his strength, both physically and in terms of spiritual power.

This act of guiding and mending had Ge Dongxu trembling all over, with his head feeling as if it were being pricked by needles, a sign that his spiritual power was exhausted to its limit.

The staff in the emergency room, seeing Ge Dongxu's pale face, his body trembling, drenched in a cold sweat, still clenching his teeth and persisting, couldn't help but get teary-eyed.

Those outside only saw one patient after another being wheeled out, all of them in awe of Ge Dongxu's miraculous medical skills, but they did not see the immense hardship he was facing.

But the people inside the emergency room saw it.

If at the beginning they were shocked by Ge Dongxu's medical skills, now they were moved by his spirit and could gradually understand why he wished to keep a low profile.

For a divine doctor like him, once known to the world, how many would come seeking his help, and what would he do then, to treat or not to treat?

To rescue, like what happened today, would not only mean no peace in the future but also a short lifespan due to such intensity; to not rescue, however, would leave a doctor's benevolent heart uneasy, as people in need would surely come knocking, and he would naturally feel uncomfortable if he refused.

Given that, it was better to stay low-key and hide in the background.

By doing so, he could exert his strength secretly and heal the sick as fate allowed.

"Phew!" The last patient finally made it through the critical period, Ge Dongxu let out a long sigh of relief and then collapsed on the ground, his head tilting to the side as he fell into a deep sleep.

"Director Ge!" Seeing Ge Dongxu sprawled on the ground, falling into a deep sleep, Tang Yiyuan and the others had tears in their eyes.

At that moment, the door to the emergency room was pushed open, and President Feng, along with Secretary Chen and others, walked in.

Having seen the last patient being wheeled out, President Feng knew that the rescue operation had concluded, so he took the initiative to bring Secretary Chen and others into the room, hoping to thank Ge Dongxu in person.

However, when they entered, they saw Ge Dongxu lying on the floor, snoring, a clear sign that he was utterly exhausted, and everyone was deeply moved.

Tang Yiyuan signaled to President Feng and the others with a hushing gesture, then whispered instructions to a nurse who had been closely following Ge Dongxu and wiping his sweat. She fetched a blanket to cover Ge Dongxu with, and he also ordered He Duanrui to personally stay by his side before turning and gesturing for Secretary Chen and the others to leave the room.

In a situation where a doctor faced the provincial leadership, along with other standing committee members, and without saying a word, only gesturing for them to leave with an undeniable attitude, this would have been unimaginable in any other context.

But today, Secretary Chen and the others felt it was nothing but normal, nodding at Tang Yiyuan and then silently followed him out of the emergency room.

"Director Ge rescued everyone by himself, and his physical and mental energy has reached its limits. After saving the last patient, he just collapsed on the floor and fell asleep, so we shouldn't disturb him now. Let him rest well," Tang Yiyuan said once they were outside the emergency room.

"Of course, we really owe a lot to Director Ge this time! Professor Tang, you must take good care of Director Ge. We'll come back in a few days to thank him in person. As for the specific time, Comrade Yunlong, you're familiar with Director Ge, so you can arrange it. We won't disturb him now," Secretary Chen nodded and said.

"I will convey the message to Director Ge. As for what happened today, please request the province to avoid publicizing it," Tang Yiyuan nodded, then said sternly.

"Governor Sang has already spoken about this matter; we all understand. You tell Director Ge that no one will disturb him because of this," Secretary Chen said gravely.

"Thank you, Secretary Chen, Governor Sang, and all the leaders. I will pass on your words to Director Ge," Tang Yiyuan nodded in response.

"It's also been hard on you all this time. We are very grateful for your hard work," Secretary Chen nodded, then made a point of expressing his gratitude to Tang Yiyuan and others, and even made a point of shaking hands with the medical staff who had participated in the rescue efforts from the cardiology department and the emergency room.

If it had been another time, the medical staff would surely have felt excited and proud to receive personal thanks from the provincial leaders and to shake hands with them, but this time, they all seemed very calm.

Compared to Ge Dongxu, they knew that what they had done was trivial.