[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat":3,"chapter-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-316":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},681446,914,"Chapter 316 This Medical Skill Is Ultimately Useless","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-316",316,"\u003Cp>She had already made it her assignment to write down Jun Moyan’s name and to say \"Jun Moyan, I like you, I love you\" every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, without writing his name for a day, she felt somewhat uncomfortable, always feeling as if something was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Moyan had cleared out a secure drawer, usually for important documents, specifically for what she wrote.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, Wen Xiao’ai wrote even more diligently because she wanted to fill that drawer quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking the medicine provided by the Drunkard, Old Bai’s condition had significantly improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard asked them to wait in the outer hall, saying that the acupuncture process could not be disturbed or diverted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although they were concerned, Bai Tang and Uncle Ming could only wait outside with everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard locked the room door, placing the medical kit next to the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Old Bai, who was still unconscious on the bed, he did not rush to treat him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he scanned the room and then took out a prepared pinhole camera, installing it in a concealed yet all-encompassing corner of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After making sure the camera was well-hidden and wouldn’t be noticed, the Drunkard approached the bedside, checked Old Bai’s condition, fed him a few pills, and then took out the acupuncture needle bag and removed his clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard picked up a silver needle and looked at the glowing needle tip but hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a doctor who healed and saved people, yet now he was gambling with someone else’s life, which truly violated his medical ethics and conscience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was going to defy every wish and teaching of his master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, I’m sorry, I also have no choice. If I can’t even save myself, what do I use to save others?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard looked at Old Bai, who had fallen into a coma, feeling guilty: \"I’m sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he inserted the needle into his skin...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere in the outer hall was hardly more relaxed than in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Yi, Uncle Ming, and Bai Tang all had their worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Wen Xiao’ai seemed completely unaffected by the mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding a cushion, she sat down next to Jun Moyan’s feet and took a pen and paper from her new backpack, placing them on the table and began to write.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every now and then, she turned her head and spoke a few words to Jun Moyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Tang caught a glimpse of Wen Xiao’ai writing Jun Moyan’s name over and over. Watching the interaction between the two, he felt more and more displeased and uncomfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the room, an hour had passed, and Old Bai’s body was covered in silver needles, while the Drunkard was utterly exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With bated breath, he placed the last needle and finally exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood up and sat down on the floor, completely drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his slightly pale face was covered in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard leaned against the bed, panting and weary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at his trembling hands, and his eyes slowly became misty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smile was indescribably heartrending, helpless, and bitter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This medical skill had ultimately failed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to long-term alcohol abuse, his hands couldn’t even hold a needle steadily anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>O Mu Han, how can you justify this to your master, how can you justify this to yourself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the floor, the Drunkard alternated between crying and laughing, unable to describe his own emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The medical skills he once took pride in, the medical skills he had diligently studied and practiced without sleep, were now completely ruined by his own hands, a pain more severe than death itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Drunkard finally finished removing the needles, three hours had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Bai Tang completely lost his patience, the room door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is my grandfather?\" Bai Tang hurriedly stepped forward to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Drunkard did not answer, returned to the room after opening the door, and then collapsed exhaustedly on the couch.\u003C\u002Fp>",668,"2026-06-02T08:42:18.999Z",1,"novelbin.me","4d586411c503cd44977aaa68d42d3833c9d99e17d29d844f06e3288d13c8e818","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-317","bigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-chapter-315",1425,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbigshot-s-sweetie-is-a-cat-cover.jpg"]