Doctor Fang broke into a cold sweat at the side. It's okay. Gu Luoqi definitely doesn't have that ability! No matter which doctor comes, the only option is to abort the child to save his life. If something happens to Mrs. Song at the hands of Gu Luoqi, then
It has nothing to do with him at all.
No, no, it's better if something really happened.
In this way, no one would know that Mrs. Song's accident occurred because she took the wrong medicine. After all, none of the medicines he prescribed to Mrs. Song caused any accidents.
…
On the hospital bed.
Mrs. Song looked at her with blurred eyes, grabbed her finger, and begged with her last strength: "My child, please, don't hurt him."
Gu Luoqi held her wet hand back and said, "Don't worry, you and the child will be fine."
Mrs. Song breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."
"fine."
Gu Luoqi took the silver needle on the side and inserted it into several of her acupuncture points. Mrs. Song slowly closed her eyes.
Gu Luoqi grabbed her wrist, and when he opened his eyes again, his expression changed.
Sure enough, there was something wrong with the medicine she was taking!
Which mentally retarded doctor prescribed this!
Gu Luoqi cursed secretly, quickly lifted up his clothes, and quickly penetrated several acupuncture points.
She administered the injection once for more than half an hour.
Finally, the mother and son were snatched back from the gate of hell.
Gu Luoqi sat on a chair, wiped the sweat from his face, took a pen and paper, quickly wrote a list, opened the door, and walked out.
Mr. Song was desperate and slumped in his position. When the door opened, he rushed in quickly as if the light had returned to him.
"Wife, wife, how are you? Are you okay?"
Mrs. Song was lying on the bed very quietly, as if she had already left.
Mr. Song was heartbroken. He held her hand and was about to start howling when he heard Gu Luoqi reminding her: "She is fine. Both mother and son are fine. She needs to rest now. Don't wake her up."
Mr. Song's cry was stuck in his throat and he was choked. He coughed twice violently and asked in disbelief: "You, what did you say?"
Gu Luoqi pointed at the instrument: "You can understand those vital signs, right?"
Mr. Song was stunned for a moment, staring at the data that had returned to normal values, and his pupils contracted violently twice.
He thought he had seen it wrong, fearing that his joy would be in vain, so he rubbed his eyes twice, and after confirming again and again, he almost shed tears of excitement.
"No, is everything okay?"
"Well, it's okay."
Gu Luoqi rubbed his neck and was about to speak when Mr. Song suddenly knelt down towards her.
Gu Luoqi took a step back in fright: "You..."
"Thank you, really thank you!" Mr. Song expressed his gratitude incoherently: "Thank you for saving my wife and children! Thank you, thank you! It's my fault that I still say that to you, I'm sorry!"
Seeing that he was about to kowtow, Gu Luoqi's lips twitched and he quickly helped him up: "It's good that he's okay."
"Okay, okay..." Mr. Song, who is 1.8 meters tall, actually cried like this in front of so many outsiders.
It can be seen that he is very nervous about his wife.
Gu Luoqi said, "I have something else to do."
"Please say it, please say it!" Now if Gu Luoqi wants the moon in the sky, he will find a way to knock it down!
Gu Luoqi glanced at the person sleeping peacefully on the bed, frowned and said, "Find out the medicine she took before the accident."
"Is this the problem?" Mr. Song glanced at Dr. Fang subconsciously: "But the medicines Dr. Fang gave my wife before were all fine..."