"If I don't take action, if something happens to the old lady, you will definitely die."

Ye Fan shook Dr. Chen hard: "But your remaining kindness towards the patient still touched me."

He could see that there was still a trace of guilt in Dr. Chen's eyes when he was panicked.

Obviously, I was ashamed of not listening to Ye Fan's advice yesterday that delayed the old lady's condition.

This made Ye Fan feel that Dr. Chen’s conscience is still there.

"Get up and take me to see the old lady."

Ye Fan said lightly: "Counting the time of blood leakage yesterday, the old lady is afraid she will have little chance."

"Thank you, the little doctor!"

Dr. Chen was ecstatic and got up and led the way: "Please here!"

Ye Fan led Tang Qiqi forward.

Three minutes later, Ye Fan followed Dr. Chen to the eighth floor.

The wards on this floor were all booked by the Tao family, so the crowded ones were consulting experts and the Tao family's nephews.

Dr. Chen revealed his identities to the two Dow bodyguards and pulled Ye Fan to the VIP ward at the end.

He also shouted happily: "Miss Tao, I have brought the little miracle doctor-"

Dr. Chen took Ye Fan to the VIP ward.

Ye Fan's vision became clearer.

The ward was not as crowded as outside, nor was it protected by Tao Shengyi and medical experts.

There was only one handsome little nurse who was guarding Mrs. Tao with a nervous look on her face.

There were a lot of noise from doctors in the conference room diagonally opposite the ward.

Obviously, medical experts and Tao Shengyi were consulting.

Old Mrs. Tao lost her energy and was lying on the hospital bed dying.

There are also many instruments and needles connected to her body.

What made Ye Fan's eyes condense the most was that there were dozens of silver needles inserted in the old lady's head and heart.

The silver needles vary in depth, like a round of gossip, or like a well, giving people a deep feeling.

"Ms. Tao and the others are consulting next door."

"This needle was prepared by Tang Huisheng, the king of Tang's acupuncture. It is said that it is called the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate, which can maintain the vitality of the old lady."

Dr. Chen whispered to Ye Fan: "He repeatedly reminded us not to touch..."

"bite--"

Before Dr. Chen finished speaking, Ye Fan reached out and pulled out the silver needle of the old lady's heart.

"Didi--"

The monitoring instrument instantly issued a shrill alarm.

The old lady's brain wave immediately turned into a straight line...
Chapter completed!