"Miss Ming, you can wait, but the patient inside can't wait... If we don't make a decision soon, our hospital won't be able to save her!"
The doctor wasn't exaggerating; it's summer in Suez City, and the rapidly rising temperatures are breeding more bacteria. Jiang Ning's condition might not last 36 hours.
Upon hearing this, Ming Shu broke out in a cold sweat; her fingers even started trembling as she raised her phone and stared complexly at the number on the screen.
She trusted A Qi, but the hospital said they couldn't guarantee...
To wait or to call and urge...
At this moment, she was truly at a crossroads. What should she do?
"Tsk... Just how severe is this injury? Do they have to amputate?"
Lan Fengjin's voice was gentle yet carried a cold mockery, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere in the corridor.
Ming Shu and the doctor turned their heads simultaneously, just in time to see the group of Ye Ranran dressed like a man and Lan Fengjin's team.