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"Let me ask you, how many days has it been?"

"It's been seven or eight days. He hasn't eaten, drank or pooped. He's been sweating 24 hours a day. He's sweating to death. He relies on nutrient solution to hold on to his last breath. He has been sent back in the morning.

The general ward, the hospital and the parents have all given up treatment. Just now the director of pediatrics asked the family to prepare for the funeral."

"Preparing for funeral arrangements? Ridiculous! What preparations for funeral arrangements before the person dies!" Jiang Shaotian clenched his fists and roared word by word.

"That's why I'm telling you, if you can cure him with golden needles, you will definitely slap Vice President Jiang in the face, and then make our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine look bad." Lu Yi made a show of striving for the honor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The expression said.

"Didn't Vice President Jiang just come back from abroad? Isn't he helpless?"

"Can those who come back from abroad go to heaven? Even the best Western medicine can't cure all diseases, don't you think? He is not the reincarnation of Hua Tuo or Bian Que. Anyway, his family has already prepared his funeral...

"

Before Lu Yi finished speaking, Jiang Shaotian ran away and disappeared.
Chapter completed!