Chen Mu quickly removed the oxygen mask from Fang Zhuangzhuang's face.
He handed it to Su Bingbing.
Su Bingbing swiftly took it and cleaned the bloodstains inside.
Meanwhile, Chen Mu was cleaning Fang Zhuangzhuang's mouth and putting on a stethoscope.
A moment later.
Chen Mu placed his hand on Fang Zhuangzhuang's pulse once again.
This time...
Chen Mu spent a considerable amount of time.
There was no way around it.
Fang Zhuangzhuang had too many hidden ailments.
The pulse was too chaotic.
Even for someone like Chen Mu, who had been learning how to take pulses since childhood, it required some time for diagnosis.
Only then could he find the cause of Fang Zhuangzhuang suddenly vomiting blood and passing out.
A moment later.
Chen Mu released Fang Zhuangzhuang's wrist.
He took out two Silver Needles from the acupuncture bag.
"Su Bingbing, contact the emergency center over there."
