Ye Shaohua doesn't have any handy tools right now.
Back then, when she was doing missions in various worlds, she had custom-made gold and silver needles, especially when she was in the Ye Family of Ancient Medicine.
One of the silver needles is on 008.
Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua doesn't know if 008 has solved the problem of the system space.
The dean didn't know Ye Shaohua. When he saw Mu Xingzhi come out, he was so scared that he didn't know what to say.
Hearing Ye Shaohua's words, he was a little stunned, "What?"
Ye Shaohua glanced at him and very patiently repeated: "Do you have silver needles?"
Mu Xingzhi glanced at Ye Shaohua. His eyes seemed to freeze for a moment. Then, he looked at the dean and said in a deep voice, "Silver needles for acupuncture."
The director finally realized that the military hospital had a traditional Chinese medicine department and silver needles.
He immediately asked the head nurse to go to the Chinese Medicine Department to get the silver needles.
It was not even five o 'clock in the morning. Apart from the queue at the registration area, the other places in the hospital were very empty. The person who went to get the silver needles came back in less than five minutes.
"Will this do?"
Ye Shaohua took the hand: "Yes."
It was now nearly December, and she was still wearing her overcoat.
He reached out and took off his coat.
Mu Xingzhi took it and held it in his hand.
"What's going on with Ye Li? Give me the report. "Ye Shaohua slowly rolled up her sleeves.
When the dean saw Mu Xingzhi helping Ye Shaohua with her coat, he was stunned for a moment.
Now that Ye Shaohua asked a question, he did not dare to neglect and quickly opened his mouth to answer.
However, before he could say a word, Doctor Nan spoke first, "Ye Li's condition isn't good. Let's talk inside."
At first, when Mu Xingzhi used a fighter jet to pick up Doctor Nan at night, Doctor Nan's mood was very heavy.
Ye Li's condition was terrible. Doctor Nan's heart sank as soon as he entered the emergency room. He was even more afraid of facing Mu Xingzhi's anger.
Now that he saw Ye Shaohua, his mood calmed down. At least with her, there would be no blood at the scene.
Doctor Nan didn't realize it at first, but now that he thought about it, the person inside …
His surname seemed to be Ye.
"Miss Ye, come with me." Dr. Nan looked at the silver needle in Ye Shaohua's hand and didn't know what she meant.
He had known Ye Shaohua for a long time. Five years ago, when they were in West Island, he had saved her half of her life.
Naturally, he knew that the other party was a sharpshooter and did not know much about medicine.
The two of them entered together.
The dean hurriedly followed behind the two, constantly glancing at the two people in front of him.
He found that the globally recognized doctor Nan was half a step behind Miss Ye, holding the information but talking to Ye Shaohua in a low voice.
His respect for Ye Shaohua was no less than that of Mu Xingzhi.
Everyone knew Mu Xingzhi's current status. His henchmen were fighting for power in the capital.
Even though the current situation was not appropriate, the dean couldn't help but look at Ye Shaohua, only thinking that Ye Shaohua looked a little familiar.
Ye Shaohua herself looks a little different from what she sees on TV. The president of the military hospital doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment circle.
Right now, he could only think of Ye Li. However, the Ye Clan had only risen in the capital in the past two months. Since when did such a person appear?
Outside the door, a group of people were still waiting.
Butler Mu looked worriedly in the direction of the emergency room. "Young Master, do you think … he'll be fine?"
Mu Xingzhi leaned on one side, still holding Ye Shaohua's coat in his hand, staring at the direction of the emergency room.
Ye Feng was still in a daze. The phone in his hand kept ringing. It was the old man and the others downstairs calling.
He picked it up with trembling hands.
It was Old Master Shen calling from downstairs.
"What did the doctor say just now? How is Li 'er now? "The old man's voice came out eagerly.
He could still hear Su Lan's suppressed crying on the phone.
Ye Feng looked at the red light that was still on in the emergency room. He was still thinking about Doctor Nan's words.
He didn't speak at first.
The phone stopped for a few minutes, and no one spoke.
Ye Feng could even hear the old man's heavy breathing.
After a long time, the old man said with a trembling voice: "Is the situation not very good?"
"Doctor Nan is in the emergency room. Dad, Doctor Nan can't do anything …" Maybe because he heard that he could rely on him, Ye Feng finally broke down. "Dad, what do you think Li 'er should do? He's only 21 years old! Doctor Nan said he can't do anything, he can't do anything … "
Ye Feng leaned against the wall and slid down. He held the phone tightly with one hand and didn't let go.
Downstairs, Old Master Ye's body shook.
Su Min and Su Lan were absent-minded. When they heard the old man's phone was connected, they all came over. Ye Feng's voice and his suppressed crying.
Su Lan and her aunt cried directly.
Ye Feng couldn't help crying to the old man on the other side of the phone.
After a few minutes, he saw the door of the emergency room seemed to be opened.
And … the lights were off.
Because he was worried about Ye Li's situation, Ye Feng didn't dare to go forward. He didn't even dare to look up, afraid that he would see the doctor pushing Ye Li out with a white cloth.
But he stopped crying.
Old Master Ye heard that Ye Feng's crying seemed to be a little smaller. "What's wrong? Did the doctor say anything? "
Ye Feng's fingers trembled. He didn't dare to answer Old Master Ye's words.
Old Master Ye was still urging him. Ye Feng finally stood up with his hand on the wall.
He tried to make himself look up. At a glance, he saw a young nurse pushing Ye Li's bed out. His head was covered … Huh?
Not covered with a white cloth?
Ye Feng had prepared for the worst result, but he found that Ye Li was pushed out with an oxygen mask on his face.
He could see that his chest was still moving up and down.
Beside his bed stood Ye Shaohua, who was wearing a white dress.
When Ye Feng looked over, Doctor Nan was saying something to Ye Shaohua excitedly.
And the director, who had just been extremely sad, and those aloof experts all crowded around Ye Shaohua with a look of eagerness.
And the blue medical mask on Ye Shaohua's mouth was pulled down by her and was still hanging on her ear. She was walking while listening to their conversation.
In her hand … was still holding a pen to record something?
Ye Feng's hand that was holding the phone was still stiff.
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