"I have quite an admiration for Bi Qingtian."
Xiao Chen glanced at the private room and stepped inside.
"I'm a doctor, everybody back off!"
"Oh!"
The girl was startled for a moment, then quickly made way: "You must save my grandfather!"
Xiao Chen did not respond, observed Bi Qingtian's condition, and frowned slightly.
"Liu Hong, have someone bring me the medical kit from the hotel's infirmary."
Others' hospitals might not, but Xiao Chen's hospitals and companies had to be equipped with an infirmary.
Though the traffic was better nowadays, calling an ambulance still took time.
And time was still needed.
If there was traffic congestion, then there would be even more trouble.
With an infirmary, at least some simple treatment could be administered.
"Yes!"
Liu Hong personally went to get it.
The old man's condition was quite serious. Without tools, Xiao Chen was reluctant to proceed.
"Where is your medical license or doctor's ID?"
