Manbao glanced at the knife wound piercing through his ribs, slightly frowning. It's been so long, hadn't they thought to stitch it and stop the bleeding?
She opened the medicine box, took out silver needles to protect his heart vessels first, disregarding the bleeding, continuously stimulating his heart with the needles. She listened carefully, still unable to find a pulse.
Then she fixed the silver needles, placed her hands on his chest, found the right position, and knelt on the bed to compress...
Mo Yuan was dumbfounded, asking in a daze, "What, what are you doing?"
The two doctors were also startled and rushed forward to stop her, "The supervisor has already passed away. How can you insult him like this?"
Yin Li waved his hand, and the guards stepped forward to drag the approaching doctors away, pulling Mo Yuan along as well.
Mo Yuan struggled violently, shouting, "Let go of my father, let go of my father! You can't insult him like this, you can't insult him!"
