Seeing Su Manxue standing there in a daze, Zhou Yang couldn't help but study his wife, who had taken care of him for three years.

He had to admit, his wife was extremely beautiful.

With her delicate arched eyebrows, glowing eyes, radiant teeth, and stunning features, she looked like a goddess descended to earth.

Her devilish figure couldn't be concealed even by the oversized white lab coat she wore, showing her curvaceous body's allure.

Her temperament and beauty were very fitting for his wife.

Seeing Zhou Yang observing her, Su Manxue became uncomfortable under his gaze.

Why did she have to talk so much with a simpleton?

In the end, she deeply inhaled and said, "Forget it, I'm going to check on Gu Ruonan first, I'll personally take you home later. Don't wander off!"

"There's no need, I'm no longer simple-minded. I can find my own way home."

Su Manxue's eyes widened in surprise at his words, she stared at Zhou Yang unbelieving and asked, "You... you really are better? You're not simple-minded anymore?"

Zhou Yang nodded slightly, "Just before my mind suddenly cleared, and I remembered everything."

Upon hearing his words, Su Manxue scrutinized him again.

It seemed that he had indeed changed somewhat from before.

A sense of relief suddenly washed over her, but when she recalled what he had just done, Su Manxue couldn't help saying, "Even if you're not simple-minded anymore, you can't just randomly treat people. What were you thinking? Don't I know what's going on?"

After all, they had been living together for three years now.

Zhou Yang had no idea how to explain at this moment.

Su Manxue couldn’t be bothered to delve too deeply, and so she grabbed Zhou Yang’s wrist and started walking outwards.

However, they only made it as far as the Emergency Room when they saw Zhang Huafeng, his face filled with delight, pushing open the door and stepping out.

He was having a discussion with two nurses by his side.

But as soon as he noticed Su Manxue, his facial expression turned dark and he put on the demeanor of the dean, coldly saying: “Su Manxue, you've been suspended.”

"Why?"

Su Manxue stared at Zhang Huafeng in disbelief, upon hearing his words.

"Miss Gu Ruonan was misdiagnosed and was even sent to the morgue. This is a major medical accident. Someone needs to take responsibility for this. Besides, you were on duty today. Understand?”

Zhang Huafeng's words were brutally clear.

Having heard this, Su Manxue immediately flared up in anger, and argued defensively: "Dean Zhang, after Miss Gu was brought in, you were the one responsible for the emergency treatment. Even the death notice was issued by you personally. How am I involved?”

Zhang Huafeng snorted coldly, pointed at Zhou Yang and sternly said, “If that’s so, I'll have no choice but to inform the Gu family about this fool's outrageous insult to Miss Gu’s deceased body."

Upon hearing this, Su Manxue instantly fell silent.

Gu Ruonan being the only daughter of Gu Zhengxiong – the highest-ranking figure in Donghui City, one could imagine if the Gu family found out about this, the trouble it would bring Zhou Yang.

“You should know what consequences Zhou Yang will face if the Gu family found out everything!"

Zhang Huafeng, looking aloft with his neck raised

showing arrogance

, boldly threatened.

"Does this mean there's hope for Miss Gu?" Su Manxue who was returned to her sense, couldn't help asking.

"Of course, otherwise, do you think that Zhou Yang, this fool, could leave the hospital?"

Upon hearing this, Su Manxue was immediately trembling with anger, even Zhou Yang on the side was frowning deeply.

Miss Gu was misdiagnosed and then sent to the morgue, now she's awake, this matter must have obviously alarmed the Gu family.

Zhang Huafeng, knowing this can’t be hidden, wants to find a scapegoat!

This scapegoat happens to be Su Manxue!

Zhang Huafeng, the main culprit of the misdiagnosis, has now become the life-saving benefactor of the Gu family.

With this in mind, Zhou Yang clapped his hands and sneered, "If you participate in a shameless competition, the championship would undoubtedly belong to you."

Zhang Huafeng glanced at Zhou Yang, too lazy to waste words with such a fool.

He is the dean of a hospital after all, no need to mind a fool.

Seeing him silent, Zhou Yang laughed and asked, "Are you so certain? You think your medical skills can revive Miss Gu?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Zhang Huafeng, with an unhappy face, pointed at Zhou Yang, suddenly realized this fool seemed to have become normal?

"The meaning is pretty clear, with your mini skill and you expect my wife to take the blame for you, dream on!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huafeng was instantly enraged, ready to throw a fit.

Just then, panic struck in the rescue room. A nurse rushed out, her expression fraught with panic.

"This isn't good, Director! Miss Gu is in critical condition again!”

On hearing this, Zhang Huafeng’s face changed and he hurried toward the emergency room.

Su Manxue glanced at Zhou Yang.

The way he just defended her against Zhang Huafeng was articulate and forceful—a far cry from his previous befuddled state.

"Have you really returned to normal?"

"Yes! Didn't I mention it earlier? I suddenly returned to normal."

Zhou Yang nodded to explain.

At this point, it's all he could say. He certainly couldn't say that his brain had been suppressed for the past three years and only just recovered.

For three years, Zhou Yang had been immersed in the inheritance of the Medical Immortal, devoted to learning and cultivating, and had now reached his peak.

However, everything he had been through in these years was not something he could explain easily to Su Manxue.

And even if he told her about these magical things, Su Manxue would not necessarily believe him.

From Su Manxue's perspective, she and her mother's diligent care for Zhou Yang over the past three years

had seemingly paid off, with Zhou Yang suddenly reverting to normal.

"If that's the case, then why were you in the morgue doing that to Miss Gu...!"

Remembering the scene where Zhou Yang had pressed his hand on Gu Ruonan's chest, Su Manyue couldn't continue her sentence, her pretty face blushing.

Zhou Yang sighed, giving an helpless explanation, "I saw that she still had a chance of survival, so I attempted CPR. Is there something wrong with that?"

"But you're not a doctor, you don't even have any medical techniques, why did you give her CPR? Why didn't you find a doctor immediately?"

Su Manyue kept complaining.

Look at the mess they're in now.

"Even though I'm not a doctor, I did spend quite a lot of time studying medical books. Furthermore, my ancestors were traditional Chinese doctors."

Zhou Yang was blatantly lying through his teeth.

He reckoned there's nobody else in this world, who could bring the dead back to life quite like him.

Su Manyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. In her opinion, Zhou Yang was in the right place at the right time, but the words she had in mind were now meaningless.

At this moment, at the end of the hospital corridor, a middle-aged man with a dignified square face approached. The man was accompanied by a graceful old man with white hair and dozens of black-suited bodyguards, striding majestically.

"Oh no, the richest man in Gu is here, and the national medical expert, Elder Lu Chun'an is with him. "

A serious look was on Su Manyue's face.

Seeing Zhou Yang's carefree demeanor, Su Manyue warned, "If Miss Gu is saved, it would be fine. Otherwise, both of us will be in big trouble!"