"Don't move!"
"Take your time to tell me where you're feeling unwell!"
The patient attempted to nod, but with just a small motion, a little bit of vomit came out again.
"He's vomiting blood!" Su Bingbing stood behind Chen Mu, completely shocked!
She clearly saw traces of blood in the boy's vomit.
Chen Mu's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to check the boy's pulse.
A few seconds later, he pulled out a set of keys from the pocket of his white coat and handed them to Su Bingbing, "There's an Angong Pill in the small cabinet beside the instant noodle cabinet."
"Su Bingbing, could you please make a trip?"
Su Bingbing nodded, turned around, and sprinted.
This time.
Su Bingbing felt she ran faster than she ever did during school races.
Before, she ran for personal honor, but this time, she was racing against death!
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Through the boy's intermittent expressions,
Chen Mu roughly understood the boy's current condition.
