"What's going on?" Li Qi'an whispered into Zhao Zhaowei's ear.
"Did you hit an artery? I see Yingying pressing down really hard." Zhao Zhaowei analyzed the top female student's actions to guess the reason for the failure, and his guess was dead on.
Lin Hao rolled his eyes at the conversation between the two, then glanced at the class leader standing beside him.
Yue Wentong's eyes were squinted, probably focusing on why Xie Wanying's movement with the gauze seemed faster than the two doctors' responses.
The surrounding noise finally woke up the nonagenarian grandma: "What's happening?"
"It's nothing," Xie Wanying immediately turned her head to the patient upon hearing her speak, "Granny, they're saying there's a bird that has flown in, by the window. Look over there—"
The old lady, urged by those words, really did open her blurry presbyopic eyes toward the window, but in fact, she couldn't see anything clearly. She imagined in her mind: "Is it a magpie?"
