"Splurt—"
With Yu Dawei's blood spraying onto Chen Mu's white coat.
A moment ago, Ge Jing, who was crying and shouting not to see the doctor and wanted to get off, was instantly speechless.
Staring blankly in the direction of Yu Dawei vomiting blood, too shocked to speak.
—
"Seeing this mouthful of blood, a medical staff can't help but make a sharp noise!"
"An educator can't help but make a sharp noise either. If my student vomited blood in front of me, I'd probably go mad on the spot..."
"Pray for Yu Dawei's health and safety, pray for Dr. Chen to keep his job!"
"Did no one notice that Ge Jing shut up, not saying he wouldn't get treated anymore?"
"If you were on the scene, seeing someone with the same disease as you vomiting blood, near death, would you still dare say you won't get treated?"
"..."
—
Chen Mu swiftly pried open Yu Dawei's lips with one hand.
First cleaned the inside of Yu Dawei's mouth thoroughly.
