With a cold gaze, Wen Xin swept over all the researchers in the institute.
Those researchers, upon hearing Wen Xin's words, lowered their heads one after another. They were indeed at a loss regarding Old Man Jiang''s condition; it was akin to letting the old man lie there and wait for death.
For an ordinary person, they might still have a chance, but this Old Man Jiang was special. If anything unexpected were to happen, not even the Medical Research Institute, let alone medical organizations in the country, could bear the responsibility.
"Cough, cough..."
At this moment, violent coughing sounded from the ward, causing everyone's eyes to widen. They knew what such intense coughing represented...
"Prepare for surgery. Arrange the four most skilled doctors to enter the operating room with me. Is Su Haoran here?"
