Mu Bingtong sat in her seat without saying a word, only the hint of tear shimmering in her eyes.
At this time, Mu Changge had completely lost consciousness. Chu Ge walked to his side and pulled out a silver needle that was a full five centimeters long from his sleeve!
This action was crystal clear on the high-definition screen, and the conference room instantly erupted into chaos.
"What is this kid trying to do?"
"Silver needle? Are you sure he's trying to save a life, not commit premeditated murder?"
Zhong Quan sneered as he watched the screen, mockingly said, "Heh, I didn't know if he was dead before, but now he's definitely done for. This patient is really unlucky to have encountered such a faux Divine Doctor who actually knows nothing about Medical Skill. It's not just terminal illnesses; even a healthy person would find it hard to survive under his treatment!"