"You dare to curse my little aunt—" Yan Yan turned her head and stared at Ning Chenxi, "Cousin, did you hear that she actually cursed my little aunt! Do you still want to speak for her?"
Ning Chenxi's anxious hair turned white, he glared at Yan Yan impatiently: "Shut up!"
At this moment, the minibus pharmacist has quickly diagnosed and treated Mrs. Ning, and Mrs. Ning passed out when she was in the car.
"Mrs. Ning can't do it." The minibus pharmacist shook his head with a dignified expression: "Five ribs were broken, and the heart had been pierced. The fetus in the abdomen was severely hit, and the lower body was bleeding heavily... It's so serious, I... "
The face of the minibus pharmacist was very ugly, whether he should treat the rib and heart first, or take out the fetus, or treat blood metrorrhagia... This is impossible to save.
The minibus pharmacist had just opened Mrs. Ning's chest, but was shocked to discover—
"Breathe... no breath..."
"The pulse, the pulse is gone..."
In just a few minutes, Mrs. Ning's face has become pale, and there is still a dead air in the pale, and the whole person looks like she is dead...
"No way... she's gone... she's dead..."
The minibus pharmacist was full of blood, and his face was sullen. He looked at Ning Chenxi apologetically: "...I'm sorry, Madam Ning is really hurt too badly, you guys should prepare for the funeral..."
Madam Yan was shocked!
Yan Yan also widened her eyes!
Ning Chenxi's eyes widened in disbelief, how could... how could...
They never imagined that in just a few minutes, how could...
Ning Chenxi didn't believe it, he rushed to sigh Madam Ning's snort... No more! The pulse... also disappeared, he grabbed the minibus pharmacist's collar: "How did you die?! How did you die?! Why can't you save her! Obviously you can!"
Mrs. Yan's tears rolled down her cheeks. This is her own sister! How did he die? how come...
She glared at the minibus pharmacist: "You are talking nonsense! Why did she die! Obviously she was fine a minute ago! She said it could be cured, why can't you be cured!"
Mrs. Yan pointed at Feng Wu: "The symptoms she said are exactly the same as you, but she said it can be cured!"
The minibus pharmacist stared at Feng Wu with anger on his face: "What did you say?"
Feng Wu nodded lightly: "I said."
"Are you crazy?!" The minibus pharmacist stared at Feng Wu, "Five ribs were cut off and inserted into the heart. This is already a symptom of death, and the blood flow can't be stopped, how to save it?!"
Feng Wu sneered: "I can save it."
"Nonsense! Even if my grandfather is here, he can't save him! Not to mention you yellow-haired girl!" The minibus pharmacist was almost mad at Feng Wu.
He stared at Mrs. Yan and Ning Chenxi: "You just believe what a little girl said? Is she a pharmacist or me?! This is simply a matter of human power that cannot be recovered, not that I am not skilled in medicine!"
"Your grandfather is not like you. He gave up without trying his best, and he would not make excuses because of it. Old Ba has always felt ashamed of you in vain. In fact, you are not qualified to be the grandson of grandpa Ba at all!" Feng Wu was cold. Staring at the minibus pharmacist.
Ba Jianming stared at Feng Wu fiercely, his face flushed red, and those eyes were almost on fire!
"Who are you?!"
Feng Wu smiled coldly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can save Mrs. Ning, but you treated her to death."
(End of this chapter)