Lin Shuangwu's expression changed slightly. At this moment, a nurse rushed in.
"Dr. Zhu, the two patients in the intensive care unit are dying!"
"I'll be there right away." Dr. Zhu put down what he was holding and walked out of the office.
Lin Shuangwu's head was a little confused, but she quickly followed.
Lin Yunhe was also late at this time. He was having dinner with a supplier when he suddenly received a call from Lin Shuangwu and came over immediately.
"Xiao Wu, how is your mother?" Lin Yunhe asked anxiously.
"The situation...is not very good..."
Lin Shuangwu's eyes turned red as she looked at Dr. Zhu and others who were rescuing people inside.
"Damn it, how could something like this happen suddenly!"
Lin Yunhe was so angry that he didn't know who to trouble.
The elevator door opened, and Chen Wanting walked out with a gray-haired old doctor.
"Mr. Lin, this is Zhang Xuehai, an old Chinese medicine doctor in the hospital."
Chen Wanting introduced: "I asked him to come over to treat Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin."
Lin Shuangwu was extremely grateful and was about to say thank you when she saw Zhang Xuehai looking at Mr. Lin and Bai Suxue inside with doubtful expressions.
"With such serious injuries, it stands to reason that both of their vital signs should have been gone long ago."
Zhang Xuehai asked confused: "How to do it?"
Lin Shuangwu thought of Qin Yang's silver needles and immediately told Zhang Xuehai.
"There are actually such stitches... Do you still remember roughly where they landed?"
"I..."
Lin Shuangwu was confused by the question, and all her previous shrewdness had disappeared.
After all, lying inside were the two most important people in her life.
She was so panicked at the time, how could she have time to remember this?
Chen Wanting said: "Mr. Zhang, I remember the general direction, but I don't know the specific location..."
He is a special retired soldier. During his service, he received training in memory.
"I can't do anything about these two people. I can confirm them just by looking at them."
Zhang Xuehai said to Lin Shuangwu: "Hurry up and find the person who took their last breath. Maybe he is the only one who can save your family."
"He...should be here in another seven or eight minutes..." Lin Shuangwu didn't expect that Qin Yang would be so capable.
Even such a veteran doctor is said to be inferior to him.
A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Xuehai's eyes: "Very good! I'll go in and do my best to make your family angry!"
He is also a veteran, but with this kind of injury, he thinks he is incapable of snatching people from the hands of the King of Hell.
Therefore, he was very curious about this person who could hold the breath of two people, and he wanted to see this strange man with his own eyes.
Zhang Xuehai entered the intensive care unit, and Chen Wanting came out shortly after.
"Mr. Lin, don't give up hope so easily." Chen Wanting comforted him.
"It's okay...Thank you, Captain Chen!" Lin Shuangwu took a breath and thanked her.
Chen Wanting followed her to the hospital. He was busy and helped a lot. Now he even invited Zhang Xuehai.
"Mr. Lin is too polite. It's my fault to say that, otherwise this kind of thing wouldn't have happened..."
Naturally, Chen Wanting did not dare to accept this thank you. In fact, how could he invite a big shot in the hospital like Zhang Xuehai?
Mr. Zhou knew about it, so he immediately called Zhang Xuehai.
"Captain Chen is so polite. I will thank Captain Chen well later."
After saying that, Lin Yunhe looked at Lin Shuangwu and said, "That person who is doing the acupuncture, please call and urge him again to see if he can hurry up."