The nurse gave a few instructions and then left.
The man in white quickly closed the door, approached the bedside, and took out a delicate little ceramic vial from the pocket of his coat.
He opened it and poured a translucent medicine pill into his palm.
"This medicine was left to me by Feng Liyan before he left. He said that no matter the illness or injury, taking this can provide some relief. Qing Yi just took one earlier."
As he spoke, he carefully pinched the drunkard's jaw, forcing him to open his mouth, and then placed the pill inside.
It melted as soon as it entered, it was indeed convenient.
Taking out his phone, the man in white dialed Feng Liyan's number, silently praying that he would answer.
But still, he was out of the service area.
The drunkard remained unconscious.
Doctors and nurses came and went, yet they could do nothing but shake their heads at his condition.
Soon, twelve hours had passed.
The hospital had already issued a critical condition notice.
