"The little girl's condition isn't very good."
After a simple examination, Bai Mo rarely showed a solemn expression on his face.
The little girl lying on the hospital bed was the injured girl from Wang Ma's orphanage—Yueyue.
At this moment, Yueyue had fallen into a coma, with only the machines able to maintain her vital signs.
Hearing Bai Mo's words, Ai Qingqing, standing by, seemed as if the sky had fallen.
Su Ming pulled her into his arms and looked at Bai Mo.
"Speak plainly, do you have a way to cure this?"
"I do, when did I say I didn't?"
Su Ming really wanted to kill Bai Mo for these dramatic pauses.
"Then hurry up and save Yueyue. If she can wake up, I'll be relieved."
Ai Qingqing was wearing a nurse's uniform; she was interning at this hospital.
This hospital is a leading one in Longcheng, with people desperately trying to get in.
Ai Qingqing managed to get in mainly due to her mentor's strong recommendation.
