Chapter 188: Sheng Xinhao Can Still Fight for Another Twenty Years!

Sheng Family Residence.

Although Sheng Xinhao had been discharged from the hospital, his hand still required treatment.

At present, he was undergoing conservative therapy, but he was also leveraging his connections, asking people to look for doctors who could operate on his hand or perform acupuncture.

Because he was worried that his competitors might find out and use it against him, even when searching for doctors, he didn’t dare to make a big fuss about it.

He could only ask his most trusted confidants or people he could rely on.

But after all this time, there had been no news.

Until today, when suddenly, there was a lead.

“…You have no idea. My son told me the situation was extremely urgent at the time. Honestly, if that young lady hadn’t stepped in, the old man probably wouldn’t have made it.”

“This kind of thing has happened before—almost every time, if the rescue isn’t timely, the person doesn’t survive.”

“But that young lady, with just a few silver needles, pulled the man back from the gates of death.”

“My son couldn’t stop praising her. You know what my son’s like—he doesn’t easily admire anyone unless they truly have the skills and he’s seen it with his own eyes. So, I think, although she’s young, her acupuncture skills are extraordinary. Maybe she could treat your arm too.”

This was from one of Sheng Xinhao’s old friends, a leader in the railway department, whom he had asked to help look for a doctor.

He hadn’t expected that today, this friend would call, saying his son, who worked as a train conductor, had come home and told him about a young woman who, with just a few silver needles, had saved an elderly man who had suddenly fallen ill and was on the brink of death.

He thought this young woman might be able to treat Sheng Xinhao’s arm, so he called to share the news.

Although there was no guarantee, it was still a glimmer of hope.

“What’s the young lady’s name? Who is she?” Sheng Xinhao suppressed his excitement and asked.

“That I don’t know. If you really want to give it a try, I’ll have my son look into it, see if he can find anything. It seemed to be a couple, and they got off the train in Beijing. Maybe they’re still in the city.”

“Alright, I’ll trouble your son to investigate.”

“No problem.”

After hanging up, the man suddenly slapped his forehead. “I forgot to tell Brother Sheng—the young lady is pregnant, and the man with her is probably her husband. He looked like a soldier.”

Maybe Sheng Xinhao could check with the military system—it might be faster that way.

So, he picked up the phone and dialed again.

But after two tries, the line was busy.

“Forget it, I’ll just let my son look into it first.”

Meanwhile, Sheng Xinhao felt that heaven was still on his side.

Because just after finishing the call with his railway confidant, who might have found an acupuncture master, he received another call from an old friend who had served in the Northwest Military District.

“I have a student who’s now working in the Northwest Military District. He said there’s a genius doctor at the district hospital—her medical talent is outstanding, and she’s even been taken on as a student by Old Master Chen.”

“She’s saved people with tuberculosis who were on the brink of death.”

“Not only that, her surgical skills are top-notch. There was a battalion commander in the Northwest Military District whose leg had shrapnel in it. Even the hospital director didn’t dare operate because the shrapnel was too close to a major artery—one wrong move and it could be fatal. So they’d been putting it off, only doing conservative treatment.”

“That battalion commander had a bright future, but because of his leg, he was considering leaving the military.”

“But guess what? As soon as this doctor arrived, she operated on his leg and removed the shrapnel.”

“Now, his leg is healed, and he doesn’t have to retire or leave the service.”

“Old Sheng, I think you should try finding this doctor for your hand.”

On the other end of the line, Sheng Xinhao nodded. Indeed, this doctor sounded highly skilled. The battalion commander’s leg had shrapnel, just like the grenade shrapnel in his own arm.

He thought, if she could remove the shrapnel from the battalion commander’s leg, then surely she could handle his arm, which didn’t even have shrapnel anymore.

Sheng Xinhao was overjoyed and quickly asked his old friend to find out more about this doctor.

“But, Old Sheng, I heard she’s a woman. I was worried you might not trust a female doctor.”

Sheng Xinhao was a little surprised. Another female doctor? The acupuncture master his confidant mentioned was also a woman.

Given his position, Sheng Xinhao had always believed men were generally stronger than women, but the country was now promoting the idea that “women hold up half the sky.” He’d also seen many outstanding women achieving great things in various fields.

So, Sheng Xinhao didn’t look down on women.

However, he hadn’t considered that these two doctors might be young—he assumed they were older, experienced practitioners.

“Old Xiao, what’s wrong with a female doctor? Women can hold up half the sky. As long as someone is capable, who cares if they’re a man or a woman?” Sheng Xinhao said calmly.

On the other end, Old Xiao was momentarily stunned, then burst out laughing. “You’re absolutely right.”

“In that case, I’ll keep looking into it for you.”

“Alright, I’ll leave it to you.”

“But, Old Sheng, isn’t your eldest son stationed in the Northwest Military District? You could ask him—maybe he even knows this female doctor.”

Sheng Xinhao thought of his recent meeting with Sheng Zexi. That kid was still as rebellious as ever, which made him angry.

As a father, he would never lower himself to ask Sheng Zexi for help.

Besides, Sheng Xinhao believed that if his son knew about his hand injury, he wouldn’t bother looking for a doctor—he might even wish him dead.

Sheng Xinhao felt he’d always had his son’s best interests at heart, but the boy never appreciated it, maybe even wished him dead. The thought made him feel both wronged and upset.

But this was a family matter—no need to discuss it with outsiders.

“That kid is on a mission lately, so I won’t bother him. Besides, I haven’t told him about my injury—I don’t want him to worry.”

On the other end, Old Xiao was a bit surprised. That wasn’t what he’d heard.

Wasn’t it rumored that ever since Old Sheng remarried, his eldest son hadn’t gotten along with him?

But Old Xiao didn’t ask further.

“Alright, I’ll help you look into it. As soon as I hear anything, I’ll let you know.”

“Great, thank you. If this works out, Old Xiao, I’ll owe you a huge favor.”

After hanging up, Sheng Xinhao felt a rare sense of relief. The frustration of not being able to find a doctor was swept away. He felt that heaven was still looking out for him.

Sheng Xinhao—he could still fight for another twenty years!"