Now, I don’t know if Doctor Ye has any solution?

If Dr. Ye had no choice but to do anything, he didn't know what to do, so he could only have a craniotomy.

"Yeah! I get it! Don't worry!"

Ye Wuchen heard this, nodded, looked at the old man lying on the hospital bed in front of him, and without saying much, he pulled a chair from the side to sit down, and then began to take his pulse.

"What do you mean?"

When Ye Wuchen began to take his pulse, a doctor next to him looked at Tang Shan and said in a cold voice.

He actually asked a stinky brat to help him see a doctor, but refused to let them help him see a doctor.

Isn’t this looking down on them?

Who is the doctor?

Damn it!
Chapter completed!