Chapter 3005: 2805 Hypoglycemia Happening Before Their Eyes (Sect Leader's Wish to Fly Bonus Chapter)

Time ticked by; Su Yun watched the phone's timer, his finger dropped, and it was exactly 5 minutes 00 seconds.

His butt felt like it had a spring installed, and he sprang up directly.

At this moment Su Yun was somewhat stern and murderous, lacking his usual teasing air. Zheng Ren felt puzzled; he didn't know what had stimulated Su Yun—could it be that while he was away just now, Su Yun and Chang Yue had argued?!

Two stubborn guys together—arguing is the norm, not arguing is just occasional.

Zheng Ren followed behind Su Yun, and Fan Tian Shui also walked out silently.

"Stay calm!" Chang Yue jogged over, lowering his voice from behind.

"It's fine." Su Yun strode to room 18, flung the light on as soon as he entered, without a hint of hesitation, utterly indifferent to the feelings of the patient in bed 1 and their family.

The family member of the patient in bed 2 sat by the bedside, both hands holding the patient's right hand against the cheek, face devoid of any hostility, only brimming with love.

Besides Su Yun, nobody expected to see such a loving scene.

"Old Fan, lock down, no one in or out." Su Yun said coldly, "You lot, stay honest on the side and watch the patient."

The family member of the patient in bed 1 was dazed, unaware of what had happened; he blearily opened his eyes, saw the people rushing in, and thought something had happened in the next bed, that a doctor had come in to resuscitate.

After hearing Su Yun's words, the family member of the patient in bed 1 nodded blankly, his body instinctively leaning against the wall.

Su Yun strode to the female patient in bed 2, pulled a pair of sterile gloves from his pocket and put them on, then shut off the IV.

Zheng Ren felt the situation exceeded his imagination—Su Yun actually carried sterile gloves on him… Surgeons are indeed familiar with sterile gloves, but carrying them around and ready to wear at any moment, Zheng Ren had so far never seen anyone with that habit.

"What are you doing!" the patient's family member asked calmly.

"Just missing the bottom, not hanging it." Su Yun said coldly, "Any objections?"

Zheng Ren vaguely guessed what it was, but he wasn't sure why Su Yun was being so hard‑nosed, adopting an attitude that basically welcomed a big fuss.

Or rather… there was a vicious edge to Su Yun's words! Normally, no matter how sharp‑tongued Su Yun was, he came across as gentle, like old friends joking. But today was different; he seemed like a wounded beast, ready to lash out at any moment.

"We bought it with our money." The patient's family member gripped the patient's hand, speaking calmly, "If you keep causing trouble, I'll complain about you."

"Welcome, I'm Su Yun." Su Yun began to pull the IV needle from the patient's dorsal hand vein.

The man hadn't expected Su Yun to be so forceful; his previously calm visage vanished instantly, and he panicked.

He tried to reach out to stop Su Yun's motion, but as soon as his hand came forward, Su Yun snatched it back with a slap.

"If you move your hands again, don't blame me for being rude." Su Yun said, frowning.

Fan Tian Shui had silently arrived near the family member's spot, standing there casually, and Zheng Ren suddenly felt reassured.

Was it that when they stood there during surgery, they felt this way too? Suddenly a strange thought popped into Zheng Ren's mind.

"You're breaking the law! This is bodily harm!" Seeing Su Yun already pulling the needle, the man ignored Fan Tian Shui standing aside and everything else, lunging forward with his whole body to stop Su Yun's action.

Yet he felt the distance to those hands growing ever greater, not smaller. In an instant, the whole world seemed to tilt sideways.

Fan Tian Shui grabbed his belt with one hand, hoisted him up like a child's toy, and casually tossed him to the other side.

"You…" the man charged like a madman, but Fan Tian Shui pressed him down with one hand.

"Chang Yue, full‑time monitoring!" Su Yun didn't yank the IV out right away; seeing about 30 ml of fluid left in the bottle, he sneered, "Recording starts now."

This was to keep full video records, lest anything later be unclear. Zheng Ren darted to Chang Yue's side, worried someone might come in from outside and hurt Chang Yue.

Chang Yue also didn't hesitate or question Su Yun's words, pulling out his phone and starting to record right away.

The patient woke up, looked at Su Yun puzzled, and asked, "Doctor Su, what's happening?"

"It's fine, this little bit of medicine can't be hung." Su Yun said with a smile, his face changing so fast it was shocking, the opposite of his earlier sternness.

"I'll pull the needle for you, so don't move."

"You can't do this! In broad daylight… robbery!" the man shouted hoarsely.

The patient blinked, then immediately forgot what Su Yun had said, and strained to sit up.

Su Yun was quick‑handed and sharp‑eyed, summoning the same vigor he used for interventional surgery, moving with the patient's hand, unhindered, and directly pulled out the needle.

"Press it well, don't let it bleed." Su Yun instructed, then looked at the man and said, "Stay away from him."

Seeing her husband forced into a corner, the patient was about to say something when suddenly she went limp, collapsing without even a cry.

Zheng Ren clearly saw a diagnosis appear on the system panel—this was the first time he had ever witnessed such a situation occurring.

Hypoglycemia—the patient actually developed hypoglycemia while receiving a glucose drip!

Cross‑referencing with the earlier events, Zheng Ren now understood what had happened.

The patient's face turned pale, beads of sweat visible to the naked eye, a rattling sound in the throat, huffing and puffing.

He took out his phone, first called the police, then summoned the on‑call Doctor Jiang to handle the patient's condition, afterwards rang Lin Ge, and then asked, "Where's the old squad leader?"

"He's resting at home." Fan Tian Shui pinned the man in the corner, "Shall I call the old squad leader?"

"No need."

Su Yun held the glucose bottle in front of him, making sure not to block Chang Yue's camera view.

"Old Fan, keep an eye on him—the police will be here shortly."

Fan Tian Shui remained silent, facing the man like a trapped beast, dealing with him offhand. Confronted with a towering, strong killing machine, the man had no way whatsoever; no matter what he did, Fan Tian Shui always blocked him back.

Seeing Fan Tian Shui had the situation under control, Su Yun walked out with the IV bottle, letting the family member of the patient in bed 1 push the patient out first.

It's better to be cautious; bumps and scrapes are inevitable, which could cause other incidents.

After finishing all that, Zheng Ren then went to see Su Yun.

The glucose solution bottle sat steady under the camera; Su Yun wore sterile gloves and stared coldly at the glucose bottle.

He wasn't habitually showing off, but Zheng Ren felt that the quiet, stern Su Yun at this moment was somehow more pleasing to the eye.

"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.