"First off, this isn't my responsibility!"
Upon hearing that Song Moyi might not be saved, Ye Zhaohui immediately took two steps back, spread his hands, and loudly declared, "Children like her, with congenital heart disease, shouldn't be sent to school..."
Seeing Ye Zhaohui's indifferent attitude, unwilling to take responsibility, angered teachers like Wei Renxin, Qi Miaomiao, Li Qian, and Zhang Xiaoyu. Qi Miaomiao scoffed, "You don't deserve to be a teacher at all!" kanδん
Ye Zhaohui sneered dismissively, "If my old man hadn't forced me to come, I wouldn't bother being this teacher..."
"Then get lost, don't sicken us here," Qi Miaomiao said angrily.
The others glared at him fiercely, finding him utterly excessive. Even if he didn't want to take responsibility, he shouldn't have said such things.
Ye Zhaohui pointed at Qi Miaomiao and furiously roared, "Don't think I won't do anything to you just because you're Gu Yuanbai's disciple!"
"Come on, hit me if you dare..."
Qi Miaomiao glared, her fiery temper flaring, completely unafraid of him.
"Enough, everyone quiet down."
Wan Yunting, who had been squatting beside Song Moyi, turned and shouted at them. Everyone present froze and quieted down. Ye Zhaohui, however, reacted immediately, striding over to Wan Yunting and roaring, "Kid, you don't get to interrupt here..."
*Slap!*
Wan Yunting, with a cold expression, stood up and, without hesitation, slapped Ye Zhaohui, stunning him.
Gu Luotang, Qi Miaomiao, Song Sinan, Zhang Xiaoyu, and Wei Renxin were all taken aback, not expecting Wan Yunting to resort to violence.
"You bastard, you dared to hit me..."
Ye Zhaohui, having regained his senses, roared with a ferocious expression...
But Wan Yunting, with a cold face, exuded a powerful and domineering aura, sternly rebuking Ye Zhaohui, "If you don't want this child to be in trouble, get out!"
Ye Zhaohui was stunned by his formidable presence. Facing Wan Yunting's icy gaze, he was rendered speechless...
"Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye, calm down..."
Wang Wei, standing beside him, quickly pulled him back a few steps, knowing that Wan Yunting had been to prison. If a real fight broke out, Ye Zhaohui would only get beaten.
"Get lost..."
Shaking off Wang Wei forcefully, Ye Zhaohui, with a ferocious expression, pointed at Wan Yunting and gritted his teeth, "Kid, you're dead. I will never let you go..."
"Scram!"
But his only response was Wan Yunting's cold gaze.
"You..."
Ye Zhaohui glared in anger, his body trembling, his heart burning with rage. However, facing the expressionless Wan Yunting before him, he knew that if he dared to say another word, he would be hit without hesitation.
"Young Master Ye, let's go outside first..."
Wang Wei called out nervously. This time, he didn't dare to pull Ye Zhaohui, lest he be shaken off again.
"Wan Yunting, is it? You wait."
Suppressing his anger, Ye Zhaohui pointed at Wan Yunting, gritted his teeth, uttered a threat, then turned and pushed Wang Wei and the others aside, heading out of the classroom...
"How could the Ye family produce such a spoiled brat..."
"Exactly, he's a disgrace to the Ye family..."
Watching Ye Zhaohui leave, the other teachers gossiped and commented...
"Oh no, the child has no heartbeat..."
Song Sinan, who had been squatting beside Song Moyi, paused after listening to the child's chest. The already weak heartbeat had gradually faded into silence...
Gu Luotang, also squatting nearby, turned to Wan Yunting anxiously, "Teacher Wan, quickly think of a solution..."
"Oh dear, why isn't the ambulance here yet..."
The homeroom teacher of Class Three by the door, upon hearing that the child had no heartbeat, paced anxiously, repeatedly calling to urge the ambulance to hurry...
"Does anyone have silver needles on them?"
Wan Yunting squatted down and called out.
"I do..."
Zhang Xiaoyu replied, taking a set of silver needles from her bag and quickly handing them to Wan Yunting. He then opened the needle pouch, selected a seven-inch silver needle, and discreetly circulated his internal energy, enveloping the needle to sterilize it...
"Such powerful internal energy!"
Song Sinan, squatting nearby, immediately sensed the strong vital energy emanating from the silver needle in Wan Yunting's right hand, which startled her.
Wan Yunting, focused, said nothing further. With his left hand, he pressed the girl's Tianchi acupoint on her chest. With his right hand, he held the silver needle and steadily inserted it, three fen deep...
Then, with his left fingers, he pressed the Lingxu acupoint, and with his right hand, he selected another silver needle. After a pause in the air, he proceeded to insert it into Song Moyi's Lingxu acupoint...
Gu Luotang, squatting beside them, looked tense. Qi Miaomiao, Wei Renxin, Li Qian, Zhang Xiaoyu, and others gathered around, watching Wan Yunting intently perform acupuncture on the little girl. Everyone dared not make a sound to disturb him...
"How is the child?"
Outside the classroom, many teachers were gathered in the corridor, preventing the students who had come to watch from entering.
Gu Yuanbai and Liao Wenhua, having received the news, rushed over. The homeroom teacher of Class Three said urgently, "The child has no heartbeat..."
"What..."
Principal Liao's face instantly changed. He said anxiously, "Was an ambulance called? Why isn't it here yet? And have the child's parents been notified?"
"We've already called 120, but they haven't arrived yet."
The homeroom teacher was extremely anxious, saying, "I've already called the child's mother. She's on her way here now..."
"I'll go in and take a look..."
Gu Yuanbai cast a cold glance at Ye Zhaohui, who was standing by the corridor, and entered the classroom with Liao Wenhua, who was also anxious. "Make way, how is the child..."
"Principal Gu, Principal Liao..."
Upon seeing Gu Yuanbai and Principal Liao, Zhang Xiaoyu, Wei Renxin, and the others moved aside to let them in. They saw Wan Yunting fully concentrated, continuously performing acupuncture on the child. Seeing several acupoints on Song Moyi's chest already filled with silver needles, the scene startled Liao Wenhua and Director Lin, causing their faces to change. "What are you doing? Stop immediately..."
"Don't disturb him, he's saving the child!"
Gu Yuanbai immediately stopped Director Lin. At this moment, he looked at Wan Yunting, who was performing acupuncture to save the child, with great shock. The powerful aura he emitted, especially the technique of sterilizing needles with his internal energy, was something impossible to achieve without reaching the level of externalizing internal energy.
To think that at such a young age, he had reached such a state was truly remarkable...
Gu Yuanbai's old eyes widened as he watched Wan Yunting rescuing the child through acupuncture, his heart filled with immense shock and astonishment...
"Moyi..."
Outside the classroom, a woman ran up in a panic, but she was stopped by the teachers outside. She called out anxiously, "I'm Song Moyi's mother, let me in..."
Hearing that she was the little girl's mother, the teacher let her in.
Ruan Xingwen, consumed by anxiety, hurried into the classroom. Seeing a group of people gathered, she spotted her daughter lying on the floor, with a man continuously inserting needles into her chest...
This scene turned Ruan Xingwen's face ashen, her body trembling uncontrollably. In an instant, she cried out, "Daughter..."
"Ms. Ruan, Ms. Ruan, please calm down..."
The homeroom teacher of Class Three recognized Ruan Xingwen and quickly stepped forward to stop her. Wei Renxin, Qi Miaomiao, and the others also turned back, seeing the woman's panicked and anxious expression, knowing she was the girl's mother.
"Get out of the way, Moyi..."
Ruan Xingwen's phoenix eyes sharpened, and she glared sternly at the homeroom teacher. A powerful aura emanated from her, stunning the homeroom teacher and the others.
"Madam, please don't worry. We have a doctor treating your daughter, and we've also called for an ambulance. It will be here shortly..."
Liao Wenhua quickly tried to placate Ruan Xingwen. He was also anxious. Such an incident occurring on the first day of school, if the child couldn't be saved, his tenure as principal would be over.
"She has a heartbeat, the child has a heartbeat..."
Gu Luotang, squatting beside Wan Yunting, exclaimed excitedly as Song Moyi's chest suddenly began to rise and fall.
"That's great..."
Everyone around let out excited cheers upon hearing that the child's heartbeat had returned. Gu Yuanbai, Liao Wenhua, and Director Lin all breathed a sigh of relief...
"Done."
Wan Yunting, who had been holding Song Moyi's Shenmen acupoint and channeling internal energy into her, finally relaxed, letting out a heavy sigh. He had managed to pull the little girl back from the brink of death.
"Moyi..."
Now, no one stopped Ruan Xingwen. Emotionally overwhelmed, she knelt on the ground, holding her daughter's small hand. Seeing her chest covered in silver needles, Wan Yunting quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, your daughter's heartbeat has returned. I'll remove the needles once her heart rate stabilizes..."
Ruan Xingwen looked up, her eyes filled with panic and fear, at Wan Yunting. Hearing that her daughter was alright, she finally felt relieved...