On the hospital bed, a woman with a frosty face and closed eyes lay there quietly, looking just like a corpse.
"Sister Momo, please turn on the heater, it's really too cold in here."
Chen Xiaocao looked solemn as she held a few silver needles in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the woman's body.
This was the first patient she encountered since opening the clinic; she absolutely could not fail.
She could not allow Brother Ye Tian to be disappointed!!
"Grandpa, take out the nine golden needles our Chen Family has passed down; I don't think she's dead, but in a special state."
Chen Xiaocao spoke quickly, with calmness and composure, completely different from the previously weak and helpless girl, now appearing as a great doctor of her generation.
Chen Zhenghua hesitated for a moment, worried, "Xiaocao, you… you really mean to??"
"Nine Yang Golden Needle!" Chen Xiaocao slowly uttered these four words, her face more serious than ever before.
