Just as Wen Xiangyang's mind was still somewhat chaotic, she saw the man standing before her, tightly gripping her hand, rise to his feet and shout towards the doorway. His voice was extremely husky, but his tone was like a hundred thousand volts yelling to the people outside, "Doctor! Where's the doctor?!"
The doctors who were on standby at the door, hearing Mu Lingqian's shouts, dared not delay. They all rushed in, afraid that going in late would provoke Mu Lingqian's wrath.
During the period when doctors entered the ward singly to examine Wen Xiangyang, Mu Lingqian stayed by Wen Xiangyang's side. At this point, Wen Xiangyang had come to her senses, but her head was somewhat aching. It wasn't an ordinary headache, but a strong feeling of oppression, even causing her chest to feel somewhat stifled.