Jiang Mingwei was fiercely struggling within, as he weighed the pros and cons.
"Beep beep beep!"
The equipment beside the bed emitted a sharp, piercing sound.
"Not good, Mr. Jiang's vital signs are dropping, prepare the epinephrine immediately!" Xiang Muchun urgently instructed the doctor beside him.
"Let's do it according to Dr. Qin's prescription!" Seeing his father's condition turn critical, Jiang Mingwei made a swift decision.
Qin Han watched the panicked doctors and spoke softly, "Don't panic, let Liu prepare the medicinal broth quickly, with a rapid fire, while I stabilize Mr. Jiang's condition first."
As he spoke, Qin Han took out a medicine bottle and a needle pouch he carried with him, stuffed a Small Guiyuan Pill into Mr. Jiang's mouth, gently pinched his chin, and the pill went down his throat. Then, swish, swish, swish, he rapidly administered three needles into Mr. Jiang's body.
"Heavenly Creation Divine Needle!"
