"But what?" Y furrowed his brows, and his brown eyes became somewhat profound.
"When I took her pulse, I felt something unusual. It's best to draw blood and take it back for testing." The doctor wasn't certain, so he didn't say much.
Y didn't mind, "Hmm, let me know the results."
With that, he pulled a golden card out of his chest pocket and handed it over.
The doctor received the card, glanced at it, "Okay, Mr. Quan, the results should be available by the morning. I will give you a call then."
...
The doctor returned to the hospital and immediately sent Mu Yin's blood sample for testing.
No one knew that just around the corner was the emergency surgery room, where a fierce battle between life and death was unfolding.
Dressed in sterile clothing, Si Chen entered and looked at the lifeless man on the operating table, his chest wide open, with blood continuously pouring out as if there were no end.
