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After all, everything Ni Yang said three days ago had proven true!
This time, she definitely wouldn’t be fooled again.
“Alright, madam.” Aunt Lin turned and walked towards the door.
Upon hearing these words, Dr. Ace angrily said, “Lady Mo, what are you doing at such a critical moment? You’re still choosing to trust those fraudulent quacks? Forgive me for saying, your Chinese backward medical approach, especially in a place where medical resources are not fully equipped, is impossible to provide hope for the treatment of difficult diseases. Xiaodie may have been theoretically failed by the misapplication of medicine, but the actual murderer is the caregivers like yourselves!”
If they employ the procedure of blood replacement surgery, Mo Hudie has at least a thirty percent chance of recovery.
If the Mo family continues to let quacks treat her, it’s like pushing Mo Hudie directly into the grave!
Absolutely ridiculous!
Dr. Ace’s face turned red with fury.
Mo Fuhai continued, “Dr. Ace, I don’t deny that foreign medical technology is indeed very advanced, but you can’t deny the existence of our divine doctor in China. The history of China has been handed down over 5,000 years and has produced many legendary doctors!”
Dr. Ace responded speechlessly, “Now I finally know how the Qing Dynasty fell! It’s because of ignorant people like you! You will regret this! There will be no pill for regret later!”
As a doctor, the situation they hated the most was when patients clearly had a chance to survive, but were delayed by their family’s decisions.
Dr. Ace was so angry that he was at a loss for words. If it weren’t for his students holding him back, he might have already turned violent.
“Let’s go!” Dr. Ace didn’t want to stay here any longer. He led his students away from the Mo’s house.
Looking at Dr. Ace’s retreating figure, Mo Fuhai turned to Lady Mo and asked, “Aruan, have you really decided to trust this young divine doctor?”
“Yes!” Lady Mo nodded, “I have faith in her, she’ll be able to cure our Xiaodie.”
“Let’s try it again.” There was a far-off look in Mo Fuhai’s eyes.
Aunt Lin immediately went to Yang’s house by car. It wasn’t until approximate two hours later that the car once again appeared in front of the Mo family mansion.
Lady Mo and Mo Fuhai personally met them at the door.
“Little divine doctor, you finally arrived!” Madam Mo grabbed Ni Yang’s hand tightly, like a drowning person clutching the last straw for survival.
“Yangyang!?” When Mo Fuhai saw Ni Yang, he was stunned.
He hadn’t expected that the divine doctor Lady Mo had been talking about was Ni Yang.
Seeing Ni Yang somehow reassured him a lot.
Because he knew that Ni Yang never did anything she wasn’t confident about.
Ni Yang seemed a bit surprised too, “Grandpa Mo?”
Lady Mo looked puzzled, “Do you know each other?”
Mo Fuhai continued, “Yangyang is the young friend I told you about who I met while fishing in Jinghua Village!”
Lady Mo replied, “What a wonderful coincidence! Little divine doctor, our Xiaodie is in a critical situation right now, please take a look at her quickly.”
“Alright.” Ni Yang nodded, and they head upstairs together.
Compared to three days ago, Mo Hudie’s current situation was far more severe.
Lady Mo covered her mouth, sobbing in low voice. Her emotional state was nearing the breaking point.
Mo Fuhai sighed deeply and patted Lady Mo’s shoulder, comforting her, “Xiaodie will be alright.”
Ni Yang sat by the bed, took Mo Hudie’s pulse with a very serious face.
A moment later, Ni Yang took a pill from her bag and put it in Mo Hudie’s mouth.
“Yangyang, how is Xiaodie now?” Mo Fuhai asked anxiously.
Not hiding anything, Ni Yang bluntly stated “The situation isn’t good.”
“What do we do then? Is there really no hope left?” Mo Fuhai continued to ask.
Ni Yang continued, “There’s still hope, but you should mentally prepare for the worst. I’ll first try acupuncture with Xiaodie. If she wakes up after that, then some Chinese medicine should be able to cure her.”
As the saying goes, the higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Given Mo Hudie’s current condition, Ni Yang couldn’t give them much hope, she could only try her best.
Mo Fuhai hesitated, “So it seems, Xiaodie’s life or death depends on this acupuncture?”
“Yes.” Ni Yang nodded.
Although acupuncture has its risks, it’s far safer than a complete blood transfusion.