Huo Yao paused briefly. She extended her hand to pick up the bottle. When she saw the English text on it, she laughed softly.
He was smart enough to inject himself with cardiac stimulants.
She placed the glass vial back into his coat pocket.
...
The car pulled up at the back door of the Chinese medicine hospital.
Since it was already 8:00 pm, only the president and a surgeon were waiting for them there. No one else was going in and out of the hospital.
Chen Ming had already called the hospital and made arrangements an hour ago.
Before long, Huo Yulin got pushed into the emergency room.
Huo Yao followed behind him as well. This time, Huo Yulin's condition was slightly worse. The only thing that could save him was the Shangguan clan's special acupuncture technique.
This time, she only permitted the president to stay in the room while the rest of the people had to wait outside.
