In the conference room, everyone focused their gaze on the surveillance video on the wall.

The atmosphere was so tense that everyone’s breathing gradually slowed down, not daring to make a sound.

They had practiced medicine for decades but had never heard of bullet extraction through Qi Gong. However, when this scene unfolded before them once more, the tension it brought was unlike anything before.

No one knew what might happen next.

Finally, seeing all eight bullets extracted, everyone felt a weight lift off their hearts.

Many present had heard of Lin Tian’s reputation. Apart from three days ago, this was the first time they saw him perform his medical skills, surprisingly even more miraculous than the rumors.

"Mr. Zhao, it seems your student council’s skills surpass your own. Hahaha."

The bullet extraction surgery was a success, and the atmosphere in the conference room was no longer as dead as before; jokes even started to fly around.

Zhao Xuefeng didn’t feel embarrassed at all. He laughed and said, "To be honest, there’s not much I can teach Lin Tian; instead, he knows more than I do. This young man is a treasure of our ancient medicine."

"Oh? Looks like I need to find a chance to chat with this young man; perhaps Ji can learn some Qi Gong too, hahaha..." Mr. Ji followed up with a joke.

Zhao Xuefeng squinted and smiled, "Hehe, Ji, with those old bones of yours, why learn Qi Gong? You can’t even perform your Tai Chi well during morning exercises."

The room erupted in laughter once more, and Mr. Ji laughed along, not minding the teasing of his old friend at all.

The only one who seemed off in the conference room was Liu Chan. He watched the video, breathing steadily, just like an ant on a hot pan.

Logically speaking, everything shouldn’t go this smoothly. Did the medicine that person gave not work? Or was the fragment in Lin Tian’s pocket gone? That can’t be right; the fragment is so small, it shouldn’t have been discovered. What went wrong?

Suddenly, Liu Chan stood up and said to Nan Qiu, "It’s not time to relax yet. The bullets have been extracted; I suggest we do an examination first to ensure there were no issues with the surgery."

In the harmonious atmosphere of the conference room, this statement made everyone’s smiles gradually disappear.

Zhao Xuefeng felt that Liu Chan’s words weren’t wrong; it indeed wasn’t the time for jokes.

Nan Qiu was about to speak when Lin Tian suddenly pushed the door open and walked in. He replied, "Liu Chan, are your eyes not well? Didn’t you see that someone is checking Jin Guard’s body right now?"

Liu Chan glanced at the screen and angrily said, "Nobody is checking."

"And you call yourself a Western doctor; examining the body can be done using instruments. You think everyone relies on pulse diagnosis?" Lin Tian mocked.

Liu Chan’s face turned red with embarrassment; he truly had no counterargument for this.

"The results will be out soon." Nan Qiu looked at Lin Tian and asked, "Mr. Lin, could I ask you directly, was the ointment you used just now the Celestial Dome Hemostatic Ointment exclusively supplied to the Celestial Dragon Continent military?"

Lin Tian smiled and nodded. Nan Qiu had already seen several versions of his information; how could she not know even this?

Nan Qiu wasn’t surprised by this answer, she simply asked, "Since it’s a product of collaboration with the Celestial Dragon Continent military, we definitely can’t collaborate. But I’d like to buy some from you, even if it’s a bit more expensive."

Seeing the effect of the Celestial Dome Hemostatic Ointment, as a soldier, Nan Qiu was keenly aware of its significance.

"I’ve signed a contract with the military; this stuff can’t be sold indiscriminately." Lin Tian said.

Nan Qiu seemed a bit disappointed.

"I can’t sell it, but I can give you some. But let me give you a friendly reminder: don’t take it to any lab to test the ingredients. I’m not bragging; apart from Qiansimei, no one can recreate the Celestial Dome Hemostatic Ointment."

"Thank you very much. Rest assured, we won’t do such a thing. Let’s return to the topic; Mr. Lin, could you tell us the specific details about the bullet extraction just now?"

Lin Tian nodded and then found a chair to sit down, saying, "The bullet extraction video has been seen by everyone; everything went smoothly, including the extraction of those three critical bullets. Though it was somewhat difficult, everything went without a hitch, and the wound had significant bleeding. But we used special hemostatic ointment to stop it, so everyone needn’t worry. As for the details of bullet extraction, if I explain it, you wouldn’t understand."

What Lin Tian described, everyone had seen earlier, so his words helped dispel their remaining doubts.

While Zhao Xuefeng was pleased, he felt a bit regretful that this video couldn’t be made public. One can imagine the sensation it would cause, pushing another wave of ancient medicine into the spotlight.

Liu Chan lightly snorted, expressing his dissatisfaction, but dared not say anything further.

Suddenly, Nan Qiu stood up, legs together, body stiff, and saluted Lin Tian, saying, "Thank you very much for extracting the bullets for Jin Guard. I’ll transfer some money to your account later, please check it."

Lin Tian nodded with a smile. Although she didn’t mention how much, it must be considerable; if it were small, it wouldn’t match her status, right?

Before, Lin Tian had no concept of money due to poverty. Now, he has no concept of money because there’s so much he doesn’t know how to spend it.

But he doesn’t mind having more.

Following that, Nan Qiu saluted Zhao Xuefeng and the others, saying with seriousness, "I’ll leave the rest to you all."

"Of course." Zhao Xuefeng nodded at Nan Qiu, then stood up and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, let’s go; it’s our turn."

Everyone stood up from their chairs and walked out the door.

Jin Guard’s health was very poor and couldn’t withstand major surgery, but ancient medicine typically doesn’t use invasive procedures; medicine takes precedence over surgery. As for Liu Mang and other Western doctors, surgery would have to wait a while; the current risks are too high.

Eventually, only Lin Tian and Nan Qiu were left in the conference room.

"Mr. Lin, aren’t you going? I just heard Mr. Zhao say your medical skills are excellent." Nan Qiu said, looking at Lin Tian.

Her attitude toward Lin Tian had undergone a substantial change; he was someone worthy of her respect.

Lin Tian leaned back in the chair, resting with his eyes closed. Upon hearing Nan Qiu, he smiled and shook his head side to side, "Can’t go. Using Qi Gong is extremely exhausting and seriously drains the body. You know what ’draining’ means, right? It means when I return, I’ll be just like your Jin Guard, lying in bed for a while, seriously ill."