Chapter Sixteen: I Can Heal

When Qin Tian arrived at the hospital by car, he noticed a significant number of law enforcement officers inside. Clearly, the survivor who had escaped the beast’s jaws had become a high-priority case for protection.

It made sense—the police had no leads, and this survivor was their only eyewitness. They could only hope he would be able to provide some answers.

“Captain Lin!” Qin Tian called out as he spotted Lin Jian on duty.

“What are you doing here?” Lin Jian was surprised to see him.

“How’s the survivor doing?” Qin Tian asked.

“Is he a relative of yours?” Lin Jian frowned.

“No,” Qin Tian shook his head.

“Then what does this have to do with you? I’ve noticed you seem quite interested in the beast attack. Do you know something?” Lin Jian’s gaze sharpened, his instincts as an investigator quick to pick up on crucial details.

Qin Tian hesitated for a moment but decided to speak up in the end.

“Hold on, come with me,” Lin Jian cut him off before he could continue. He led Qin Tian into an empty doctor’s office.

“Now, speak,” Lin Jian said, locking the door behind them.

This time it was Qin Tian’s turn to frown. Lin Jian and his team seemed unusually tense. Even if it was a beast attack, this level of anxiety felt excessive.

“Do you remember when you came to the landfill to arrest me and saw that big tiger, wolf, and monkey?” Qin Tian asked.

Lin Jian’s eyes widened in sudden realization. “You mean the ones responsible for the attack are those three?”

“No! It’s not confirmed! And I believe the tiger and the wolf would never harm anyone!” Qin Tian quickly explained. “They may be wild animals, but they’ve been tamed and are friendly to humans.”

He hurried to add, “Besides, the tiger’s been captured by the Royal Grace Circus, and the wolf and monkey are missing.”

“So the wolf is still unaccounted for? Then it’s possible the wolf was the one who attacked,” Lin Jian said.

“I told you! The wolf would never harm anyone!” Qin Tian insisted.

“Animals are still animals, you can’t put too much faith in them. This incident has had a terrible impact,” Lin Jian replied. “If we don’t handle it quickly, it won’t just be my job on the line—more people could get hurt!”

“Is the police hiding something else?” Qin Tian asked suddenly.

Lin Jian’s expression changed slightly, but he shook his head.

Qin Tian looked at him with suspicion. There had to be more to this than just a wild animal attack. The police wouldn’t be this on edge otherwise.

Even if there was a survivor, a dozen officers would be more than enough for protection, yet there were over a hundred police outside! Something was definitely amiss.

“Do the wolf, tiger, and monkey you mentioned receive regular vaccinations?” Lin Jian asked.

“Why do you ask? Yes, they do,” Qin Tian replied with a slight frown.

“Could it be some kind of infectious disease?” Qin Tian suddenly realized.

Sure enough, Lin Jian’s expression darkened, though he quickly masked it. But Qin Tian caught it.

“So it’s an outbreak?” Qin Tian pressed.

Lin Jian’s face looked grim, but he finally nodded. “A coroner who handled the body became infected. We don’t yet know what kind of virus it is, but he’s been quarantined. Everyone else who had direct or indirect contact with the body has also been isolated for observation. That’s why we’re desperate to find out exactly what animal killed the victim—it’s the only way to trace the source of the virus.”

“And the survivor? Where is he? Take me to see him!” Qin Tian realized the situation was far more serious than a simple animal attack.

He’d seen enough movies from Country H, where unknown viruses decimate humanity with disastrous results. Those films weren’t just fearmongering—such things could truly happen!

“You? Why should I take you?” Lin Jian was taken aback.

“I can cure him!” Qin Tian said.

“You can cure him? Are you a doctor?” Lin Jian asked, puzzled.

“If I say I can cure him, I can. You’d better take me there quickly,” Qin Tian insisted.

Lin Jian considered it. Qin Tian’s background in the circus meant he probably knew a thing or two about animals, maybe even some unconventional remedies for animal bites.

With that thought, Lin Jian relaxed a little and led Qin Tian to the intensive care unit.

Before entering, both men put on masks.

Inside, a frail man lay on the bed, tubes inserted all over his body, surrounded by intricate machinery. A group of doctors stood around him—some taking notes, others trying to devise treatments.

“How’s he doing?” Lin Jian asked the attending physician.

“Not good at all. I’ve never seen anything like this,” the doctor replied. “When he was brought in, he wasn’t this thin. In just a few short hours, he’s lost dozens of pounds—he’s practically skin and bones now. It’s as if something inside him is eating up his flesh.”

The attending physician frowned deeply.

“Who’s this?” Dr. Li Xiaohan, the chief physician, noticed Qin Tian standing nearby.

“He’s… a doctor I brought in. He can cure him,” Lin Jian said, forcing himself to sound confident.

“Him?” Li Xiaohan eyed Qin Tian suspiciously, clearly doubting this young man could cure such a unique illness.

Qin Tian ignored their exchange, his gaze fixed on the patient.

Traditional medicine values observation above all, but Qin Tian’s “observation” was far more powerful than most.

In his eyes, the patient gradually transformed into a skeleton. Then flesh and blood reappeared, blood flow visible and clear. Soon, Qin Tian spotted tiny, black organisms in the blood—an unknown, mysterious virus.

“We need to keep transfusing blood. The patient’s blood is vanishing inexplicably, but the blood bank is running low. Captain Lin, please help mobilize more B-type donors. As many as possible,” Li Xiaohan said, ignoring Qin Tian and turning to Lin Jian.

“No more transfusions! The virus depends on the blood to survive!” Qin Tian immediately interjected. “Giving him more blood is just feeding the virus—its numbers will skyrocket, and then he’ll be beyond saving!”

“Are you a doctor?” Li Xiaohan asked, frowning.

“No,” Qin Tian shook his head.

“Then stop talking nonsense!” Li Xiaohan snapped.

“I’m not talking nonsense. Believe it or not, if you give him more blood, he won’t last three more hours,” Qin Tian said calmly.

Li Xiaohan gave him a sidelong glance and chose to ignore him, instructing Lin Jian to proceed with organizing the blood drive.

Lin Jian hesitated but decided it was better to collect more blood just in case.

Qin Tian said nothing more. He folded his arms and stepped out of the ward. There was no point wasting words on the arrogant and stubborn.

Then again, he had no credentials. It was only natural for others to doubt him.