"What are you doing? Let me tell you—if you kill this old man, don't blame it on our hospital." Leonard was a little anxious, and his face was dark. Who knows that Sharon is so crazy that she insists on saving this old man?
Sharon ignored what Leonard had said. At this moment, her face was filled with anxiety, and her hands kept patting the old man.
"Ha—er—" The old man finally exhaled in one breath, and a little color finally returned to his pale face. Although he was still unconscious, Sharon was sure that she had bought some more time for the old man.
"Can you bring him for treatment now?" Sharon looked at Leonard and asked, panting.
Leonard glanced at Christian, not knowing what to answer.
