Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 937: Chapter 937: Saving Lives

Bai Xiao was completely bewildered when Director Liu knocked on her door, pulled her directly onto the ambulance, and left her looking at Dr. Xue’s injured hand and the unfamiliar faces in the ambulance, completely unclear about the situation.

"Dr. Xue, what’s going on?"

"Dr. Bai! It’s nothing, just a little accident—got myself slightly injured. Since I’m heading in for surgery anyway, I thought, Dr. Bai, your fame for using acupuncture as an alternative to anesthesia might be worth letting us all witness." Dr. Xue had already come up with an excuse, fearing Bai Xiao might try to avoid the situation.

There was no running away from it.

Zhang Huan glanced at his teacher; now this was genuine admiration for Bai Xiao.

He couldn’t help but feel like he’d been handed a "younger sibling rival" role.

Back in the day, even when he was taking the world by storm with his talents, he never saw his teacher show this kind of preferential care. Not even opening the back door like this for him.

Feeling rather bitter, he pondered how when it was his turn, his teacher hadn’t gone to such effort to recruit him.

At that time, he was the one proactively approaching—flattering and hanging around his teacher incessantly—just trying to get some recognition. And now, look at this young woman: it’s his teacher doing all the work, while she doesn’t even seem interested. This world truly is unfair.

"Dr. Xue, anesthesia has its benefits. There’s really no need for all this trouble. You’ll only end up suffering more!" Bai Xiao couldn’t bear the thought.

Dr. Xue was not young anymore, yet he opted for this "painful demonstration," which Bai Xiao felt was a bit excessive.

She genuinely believed Dr. Xue was doing this deliberately, and she didn’t think it was worth it at all.

She was valuable, sure, but considering Dr. Xue knew nothing about her special ability, it didn’t seem logical for him to go to such lengths.

"I’m allergic to anesthetics!" Dr. Xue replied with a cheerful grin.

The people in the ambulance fell into a stunned silence.

Zhang Huan wanted to say, "Teacher, could you at least have some shame?"

Wasn’t it supposed to be about leading by example? Now this teacher was teaching them how to lie instead?

And lying with such righteous conviction—how would he teach students with integrity down the road after this?

Bai Xiao was confused. First, Director Jin claimed to have anesthesia allergies, which was already rare enough. Now here was Dr. Xue also allergic? It didn’t seem plausible.

Could it be that anesthesia allergies were as common as cabbages, something you could randomly encounter on the street?

She stopped talking.

What was there to even say?

The ambulance quickly arrived at the hospital. Since notice had been given in advance, several experts were already waiting by the entrance.

This was Bai Xiao’s first visit to Ruiyin Hospital.

The difference was apparent the moment she entered—a stark contrast to the small-town hospitals she was accustomed to. Her first impression was sheer luxury: the grandeur of this five-story building was unmatched, boasting marble everywhere—it resembled a five-star hotel.

As soon as Zhang Huan entered the lobby, his demeanor transformed.

"Prepare for surgery! Dr. Xue’s arm requires hand sutures. Clear a spot for the third assistant and get everything ready!"

Speaking in rapid-fire speed, the staff nearby—doctors and nurses alike—immediately began executing his orders.

They hadn’t even made it to the changing rooms when a loud wailing suddenly blocked their path.

"Dr. Bai, sister-in-law! Sister-in-law, save me!"

Bai Xiao was startled—someone here knew her? noveldrama

Then she saw a man in an utterly horrific condition: the muscle on his arm was torn wide open, the wound running all the way from his upper arm to his hand. If it weren’t for one hand holding it in place, his palm might very well have fallen off already. His trembling appearance made everyone’s hearts leap with anxiety.

It was Wang Han.

Wang Han had just been brought down from the stretcher, ready to be sent into the emergency room, but the moment he saw Bai Xiao stepping out from the other side, he scrambled off the stretcher, practically crawling to intercept her.

"Wang Han? What are you doing here?"

Wang Han and Bai Xiao did indeed seem to share a fateful connection; she had become his lucky charm in this lifetime.

Wang Han wanted to grab hold of Bai Xiao but didn’t dare let go of his hand. If he released it, his palm might actually fall off, and that would be disastrous.

"Sister-in-law, save me! Save me! I’m going to lose this arm if you don’t help me. The others—I just don’t trust them, only you! Sister-in-law, please don’t leave me to die! I’m Big Brother An’s childhood friend; you can’t just ignore me!"

To Wang Han, seeing Bai Xiao was like seeing his savior.

In his life, there was no one he trusted more than Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao had once saved him miraculously—his faith in her was absolute. Nobody else gave him the same assurance.

By now, a sizable crowd had gathered in the lobby, all captivated by the commotion. Zhang Huan took note of the situation and frowned.

The emergency room doctors were getting anxious.

One of them came forward attempting to drag Wang Han away. "Stop messing around and get into the ER immediately! She has nothing to do with this—she isn’t even qualified to treat you! The ones who can save you are real doctors, not some random person off the street. If you don’t want your hand anymore, keep stalling!" They were visibly irritated, as Wang Han’s antics were wasting critical time.

But Wang Han shook off the doctor’s hand with a strong shove. "Back off! Today, I’ll only let my sister-in-law treat me. I don’t trust anyone else."

Bai Xiao chuckled bitterly, "Wang Han! Stop messing around. Just let the team take you to surgery. I’ve barely trained in surgical suturing—it’s not something I can handle! Besides, we’re in Ruiyin’s territory right now. If I start meddling in their work, that’s basically asking for trouble."

On top of that, Bai Xiao wasn’t even qualified as a surgical doctor or an intern. Officially speaking, she was just a Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner.

For a TCM doctor to attempt complex procedures involving scalpels and sutures—that would be outrageous.

Wang Han stubbornly shook his head. His grandfather had always emphasized not ignoring valuable advice. Bai Xiao’s skills were indisputable, and as long as she was involved, his arm could surely be saved.

"No way! Today, except for you, nobody else is touching this surgery!"

Seeing the deadlock growing, Zhang Huan realized they couldn’t keep causing a scene here—they had to act.

"Let’s head into the ER first. Everything else can be discussed afterward!"

He leaned closer to Bai Xiao and whispered, as he had noticed: If Bai Xiao didn’t move, Wang Han wouldn’t budge either.

Bai Xiao agreed, supporting Wang Han as they walked toward the emergency room. "Alright, let’s go inside and talk things over."

Her heart raced as she glanced at his arm.

Would he still have it by the end?

"Alright, as long as you’re with me, I’ll go!" Wang Han finally relaxed, finding his anchor amidst the chaos. When the accident happened, he had really thought this was the end for him.

Who could predict a freak advertising billboard would come crashing down, aiming at him directly? Luckily, his quick reflexes saved his life. Otherwise, it wouldn’t just be his arm—it would have been his entire body flattened, his head irreparable even by surgery.

Upon spotting Bai Xiao, a surge of hope had overtaken him. He reminisced about the miraculous moment when he, hovering between life and death, was saved by her.

At this moment, he had superstitiously convinced himself: Bai Xiao’s presence here was no coincidence. Heaven itself had sent her to rescue him again—there was no other explanation for such perfect timing.

For him, this was a lifeline he couldn’t and wouldn’t let go—not even in death.