Inside the door, Qiao Weiyang was quickly dealing with various situations. Seeing her grandfather like this, tears flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Scissors.
"Hemostatic forceps.
"Adrenaline.
"200cc blood transfusion."
Following Qiao Weiyang's words, the team cooperated with her in an orderly manner.
Outside, Old Madam Qiao could not breathe properly. The doctor prescribed a few slices of ginseng for her and pressed them under her tongue.
Huang Shumin was anxious. She was afraid that Old Master Qiao would really pass away. Qiao Weiyang was the only one by his side and would get most of his inheritance.
However, there was nothing she could do at the moment.
"Alright, just sit and wait," Old Madam Qiao said.
Huang Shumin had no choice but to sit down and say, "Qijie is coming over soon. Should we inform Dongliang?"
