Success
編輯: Henyee Translations
Huo Yao retrieved a bottle from her pocket and poured out one pill. She squeezed the pill with her fingers and proceeded to scatter the powder on Huo Yulin's wound. She said, "You can extract the bullet now. I will handle the rest."
Even though the hospital president felt worried, he nodded without hesitation. "Okay then."
The hospital president looked at the weak statistics showing on the hospital equipment as he picked up his surgical blade. He could not help sighing inwardly.
It was going to be a very tough surgery.
The hospital president was not alone. All the other medical staff felt that the patient was not stable enough to undergo surgery. Moreover, it was chest surgery near the heart.
Huo Yao paid no attention to the other medical staff. She took off her jacket, retrieved some slightly longer silver needles, and worked in unison with the hospital president. More acupuncture needles were applied to the patient.