Chen Mu bent down and took Jiang Xing's pulse.
After confirming that Jiang Xing's current condition wasn't too bad, he finally spoke: "How do you feel right now?"
Jiang Xing took a couple of deep breaths, wheezing, "Dr. Chen, I feel like I can hardly breathe, like I'm suffocating."
Chen Mu nodded: "Aside from that, do you feel anything else?"
What else does he feel?
What are his feelings?
Jiang Xing got lost in his thoughts and couldn't come up with an answer for a long time.
In the live broadcast camera.
A chubby boy with breathing difficulties leaned against the wall of the observation room, panting heavily.
His eyes were vacant.
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"Is there a medical expert here who can explain what's going on?"
"Isn't the patient's condition being delayed by Dr. Chen?"
"The patient could still talk normally just now, so why can't he make a sound now?"
