"Not suitable? How could it not be suitable?" He almost gritted his teeth to pieces: "It's all because you bunch of incompetent doctors!"
Yes, he must go find a doctor, find a doctor who can treat Chenxing.
There's no time to delay here; he must seize every second. His Chenxing is waiting for her to save her.
The next second, he suddenly grabbed Gu Qianqian, flung her aside, and glared sharply at all those blocking his way. He pressed the wheelchair switch and quickly dashed towards the operation room door.
With a loud bang, he pushed open the operation room door.
Looking at Nan Baihao standing at the door, looking at Yan Fengchi, looking at all the brothers and bodyguards, his throat choked uncontrollably, his Adam's apple moved fiercely, and the most astonishing pain rolled in his eyes.
"Baihao." Uttering these two words was extremely difficult.
His voice was like the wailing of a ghost in hell.
