Fu Yanqiu decided to let Ye Tian give it a try.
If he could cure the patient, that would naturally be great. But even if he couldn't, it wouldn't be worse than the current situation.
Inside the hospital room, Secretary Zhou lay on the hospital bed, still unconscious.
Ye Tian stepped forward, ready to enter the room.
"Stop!"
A scolding voice came from the staircase in the corridor.
A middle-aged man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses quickly approached.
"Director Zhao!"
Fu Yanqiu saw the man coming and immediately greeted him.
Director Zhao stood in front of the hospital room door and even pushed Ye Tian a little, but it didn't move him.
He looked at Ye Tian in surprise and then turned his attention back to Fu Yanqiu.
"Ms. Fu, didn't I tell you that the patient needs rest and must not be disturbed? What are you trying to do?"
