Facing the skeptical voices of the middle-aged doctor and the crowd, Ling Zhenfei acted as if he didn't see them, still picking up the needle and accurately locating the acupoint on the pregnant woman's body, ready to perform acupuncture as if no one else was there.
Because, he had already seen through his Perspective Eye that the fetus's face in the pregnant woman's abdomen had turned bright red, showing that the umbilical cord around its neck was getting tighter and tight, almost suffocating it.
"How can you be like this? I'm telling you, you're harming her, and I won't allow you to do this!"
The middle-aged doctor had thought he could intimidate Ling Zhenfei with his authority, but he did not expect Ling Zhenfei to ignore him completely. Enraged, he grabbed Ling Zhenfei's arm from behind and shouted.