Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

0If he continued to work hard, "I know that old grandpa's medical skills are really great, can old grandpa give me a few pointers?"    

    

After a long while, the old man finally let out a sigh, "The younger generation is learning medicine. It is alright for me to give some pointers …"    

    

No matter how slow Wu Zhenyang was, he knew what this meant. With a "dong" sound, his head heavily hit the green brick floor.    

    

"Thank you, Old Liang. Thank you, young lady!"    

    

If he was startled, he would immediately pull him up and a line of blood would slowly flow out from his cut forehead.    

    

However, joy was written all over Wu Zhenyang's face. At first glance, he looked a little scary.    

    

If they knew that he loved his daughter so much, they would be extremely moved.    

    

Just as he was about to treat the wound on Wu Zhenyang's forehead, he hurriedly brought his daughter over to see a doctor. He stretched out his hand and was about to walk out.    

    

His body swayed a few times before he reached the door. Then, he swayed a few steps to the side before crashing into the wall. Only then did he stabilize his body.    

    

He looked like he was about to fall down. It was unknown whether or not he could walk out the door.    

    

But he had to struggle to leave.    

    

If he sighed lightly, he would turn to Xiao Yue and say, "See Uncle Wu out."    

    

Xiao Yue's finger moved, but she didn't move.    

    

"Xiaoyue?" If he called lightly.    

    

Xiao Yue replied in a cold and robotic voice, "I can't leave your side."    

    

"I'm very safe here. Don't worry."    

    

"No."    

    

If she had a headache, "Yue …"    

    

She was still following Xiao Yue when the old man suddenly stood up and said to Ah Mi, "Bring my outer coat and package over."    

    

"Grandfather, are you going out?"    

    

"Mm, let's go." The old man put on his clothes and walked out first with his backpack on his back. "Ami, take care of my family."    

    

A'Mi didn't question the old man in the slightest. Smiling, he waved his hand. "Yes ~ ~"    

    

The old man clearly wanted to save someone!    

    

Ao Jiao old grandpa!    

    

If he smiled from the bottom of his heart, he would ask Xiao Yue to help Wu Zhenyang up and follow the old man.    

    

The group of people arrived at the Imperial Capital Hospital.    

    

The child lay quietly in the sickbed. His body was filled with tubes for the infusion. His face was pale, without a single trace of life.    

    

If one picked up the medical record and read it carefully, the more they read, the more complex their expression became.    

    

A slight fracture of the skull, severe brain injury in the morning, accompanied with intracranial hematoma, chest trauma, causing traumatic asphyxia, besides the most serious skull and chest, there are also many bruises and deceleration injuries.    

    

The wounds were already slowly recovering.    

    

The most serious intracranial hematoma could not be eliminated by its own circulation. If this dragged on, she would only be able to continue sleeping.    

    

Then, if you hand over the medical records to the old man.    

    

The old man had a serious expression on his face. He extended his hand to feel the child's pulse and then pointed at the if.    

    

If he understood immediately, he would also check the child's pulse and see the patient's facial reaction.    

    

"What do you think?" the old man asked.    

    

If he thought about it and looked at Wu Zhenyang and Xiao Yue, he then went close to the old man's ear and whispered, "Old grandpa, according to my diagnosis, Wu Yulan must undergo a brain repair operation in the morning. If he thought about it and looked at Wu Zhenyang and Xiao Yue, he then approached the old man and whispered," Old grandpa, according to my diagnosis, Wu Yulan must undergo a brain repair operation in the morning.    

    

The old man's face revealed a look of satisfaction.    

    

"That's right, that's right. It's not easy for you to think of this method at such a young age!"    

    

Wu Zhenyang did not hear the words of 'if', but the words of the old man gave him hope.    

    

The old man took the silver needle out of the bag and laid it on the table. He took one out and handed it to the old man.    

    

"You do it."