Luo Ziming shook his head again, glanced at the experts, but did not speak.
He is not willing to blame these people in front of Fu Shaobei.
Although he knew that the old lady's illness was delayed by the conservative treatment of these so-called experts.
But everyone is in the same trade. Why is it too urgent to stir fry?
The conservative treatment of these people is not entirely wrong.
They also want to be safe.
Fu Shaobei was silent.
"Let's go and see a patient with me."
He said to Luo Ziming, then turned around and strode out. He didn't look at the experts all over the room.
Although Luo Ziming didn't say it clearly, how could Fu Shaobei be so clever that he could not see his unfinished words?
But now is not the time to investigate the responsibility of the experts. The top priority now is to cure the old lady.
Fu Shaobei's heart is like boiling in an oil pan.
But he put all the emotions in his heart, not to reveal a bit.
Luo Ziming sighed slightly and followed Fu Shaobei out of the room.
As soon as they left, the experts in the room let out a breath.
In front of Fu Shaobei, they all felt an invisible pressure, like a big stone, which made them breathless.
Although Fu Shao is young, none of the experts dare to despise him.
He is the only successor of the Fu family in the future limitless!
No one dares to offend him, and no one wants to offend him.
They also want to perform well and cure the old lady.
But sometimes the manpower is poor, the old lady is ill to this degree, they have been helpless.
Gu Qingfeng sighed and said, "let's discuss again to see if there is any other way."
The experts began to discuss again.
*
"Shaobei, who do you think is another patient?"
Luo Ziming is a little strange.
Fu Shaobei strode in front of him and did not return to the way: "you know."
"I do?" Luo Ziming is even more strange. He tilts his head and thinks, "it's not your sister, is it?"
Fu Shaobei sneered coldly: "her iron beating body, even if I was ill, she would not be ill."
"Well, I said, how could a person like your sister get sick? Who is it?" Luo Ziming smiles and continues to ask.
"You'll find out in a moment."
Fu Shaobei did not say much. He took Luo Ziming to the second floor and stopped at the front of a room.
He raised his hand and tried to knock on the door, but on second thought, he put his hand on the handle and turned it gently.
The door was unlocked, and he pushed it open.
On a big bed in the middle of the room, Shen Ning is sleeping soundly.
She was trapped in the soft bedding, showing only a face the size of a palm. Her face was flushed with sleep, not as pale and gaunt as usual.
As soon as he saw her, Luo Ziming suddenly realized that he couldn't help but look around Fu Shaobei.
"She's sick again?" He asked.
"You check her out. I suspect something's wrong with her here." Fu Shaobei pointed to his forehead.
"Bad brain?" Luo Ziming was startled.
"Well."
Fu Shaobei snorted.
How could this girl do such incredible things to him if she didn't have a bad brain!
Looking at Fu Shao's expressionless face, Luo Ziming mutters in his heart.
He couldn't tell whether he was serious or joking.
But he still stepped forward and gave Shen Ning a pulse very seriously.
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