He just sat there quietly, looking at Jiang Nanyan, whose face was as pale as snow, motionless as if his acupoints had been tapped.
Wu Yu, who never dared to turn his head, saw that Huangfulian had not made any sound for a long time, and was worried that something had happened to him and he made a sound again.
"Wang? Wang, how are you? Are you okay? Does the wound on your hand hurt again? Do you want me to diagnose and treat you first?" Wu Yu lowered his voice and said cautiously.
Diagnosis and treatment?
Wu Yu's words made a certain nerve in Huangfulian's mind jump heavily.[
He remembered that Wu Yu was a doctor in the capital and was one of the best in medical skills.
right!
Wu Yu is a doctor, a famous doctor in the country. He can help Yan'er diagnose and treat her.
Huangfulian took a deep breath, quickly lowered her head, and pressed it against Jiang Nanyan's chest. She heard a heartbeat that was weaker and weaker than the last and extremely slow.
Huangfulian seemed to have been given a stimulant, and her whole body came to life.
"Wu Yu! Come here immediately and treat her!" Huangfulian raised her head and growled at Wu Yu's figure.
"Yes!" After receiving the order, Wu Yu did not dare to delay for a moment and turned around quickly.
"Diagnose and treat her!" Huangfulian roared anxiously.
"Yes." Wu Yu was startled, and without hesitation for a moment, he immediately stepped forward and held Jiang Nanyan's pulse.
The next second, Wu Yu's face instantly turned livid.