The transparent oxygen mask was suddenly stained red with fresh blood.
The old woman, who had just been breathing steadily, suddenly opened her eyes wide, her eyeballs bulging, her facial features gradually contorting as if she was enduring immense pain.
Following that, her limbs began to tremble, and just a moment later, she started to convulse violently.
Seeing this, Liu Bingyun's pretty face changed drastically, and she hurried over, crying out, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"
"I... I..." the old lady uttered a sobbing sound with difficulty, but because of the mask, it was hard to hear what she was exactly saying.
"I already told you we shouldn't have removed those needles."
Xiao Mei sighed, although she had doubts about Wang Xiaolong's medical skills, she always believed that he wouldn't mess around with such life-or-death matters.
