"If I don't take action, if something happens to the old lady, you will definitely die."

Ye Fan shook off Dr. Chen hard: "But your remaining kindness to the patient still moved me."

He could see that there was still a trace of guilt in Dr. Chen's frightened eyes.

Obviously he was ashamed that he didn't listen to Ye Fan's advice yesterday and delayed the old lady's condition.

This made Ye Fan feel that Dr. Chen's conscience was still intact.

"Get up and take me to see the old lady."

Ye Fan said calmly: "Calculating the time of yesterday's blood leakage, the old lady may not have much chance of survival."

"Thank you little miracle doctor!"

Dr. Chen was so happy that he got up and led the way: "This way, please!"

Ye Fan took Tang Qiqi forward.

Three minutes later, Ye Fan followed Dr. Chen to the eighth floor.

The wards on this floor were all taken over by the Tao family, so they were crowded with consulting experts and nephews of the Tao family.

Dr. Chen revealed his identity to the two Tao bodyguards and took Ye Fan to the VIP ward at the end.

He also shouted happily: "Miss Tao, I have found the little miracle doctor——"

Dr. Chen rushed into the VIP ward with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's vision became clear.

The ward was not as overcrowded as outside, and there were no Tao Shengyi or medical experts guarding it.

There was only one handsome young nurse guarding Mrs. Tao with a nervous expression.

The noisy voices of many doctors came from the conference room diagonally opposite the ward.

Apparently medical experts were consulting with Tao Shengyi and others.

Mrs. Tao, however, lost her vitality from yesterday and lay dying on the hospital bed.

There are many instruments and needles connected to her body.

What made Ye Fan's eyes condense the most was that the old lady still had dozens of silver needles stuck in her head and heart.

The silver needles are of different shades, like a round of eight trigrams or a well, giving people a sense of depth.

"Ms. Tao and the others are having a consultation next door."

"This injection was given by Tang Huisheng, the Tang's Acupuncture King. I heard it is called the Thirteenth Acupuncture of the Ghost Gate. It can keep the old lady alive."

Dr. Chen whispered to Ye Fan: "He repeatedly told us not to touch..."

"Ding--"

Before Dr. Chen could finish speaking, Ye Fan reached out and pulled out the silver needle from the old lady's heart.

"Didi didi——"

The monitoring instrument instantly sent out a shrill alarm.
Chapter completed!