This... how is it possible?
Ryder Quinn stood not far from the hospital bed, feeling like he was in a dream.
On the other side, Damian Knight coldly asked Isaac Ross, who was holding his wrist, "Can you let go now?"
Isaac imdiately released his grip, coughing awkwardly into his hand.
Who would have thought that a little girl would casually insert a few needles in the patient and actually cure him?
She’s way more skilled than the famous international Dr. Jason!
Yet Sumr Monroe only claid to know a little bit?
This doesn’t look like just a little bit of knowledge at all?!
Just then, Sumr Monroe moved her fingers slightly on the hospital bed and weakly opened her eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the ss in the hospital room. The vase by the door was shattered, and the TV was askew as if there had been a battle.
She sat up and asked in confusion, "What happened just now?"
Damian Knight walked over to her without answering her question and just asked, "How are you feeling?"
Sumr shook her head, about to speak when she heard the man on the bed next to her exclaiming in English, "It’s you guys!"
Isaac swiftly struck a hand chop at the man’s neck.
The man’s eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Sumr was shocked by this scene and then reacted, asking, "He was awake?"
"Yes." Damian nodded, giving Isaac, who looked uncomfortable, a aningful glance before saying, "Thanks to you, otherwise we would have had to treat him for another year."
Isaac looked even more embarrassed and straightened up, taking out his phone to make a call, "Get a few guys up here to move this guy back ho."
Now that he could communicate normally, he could start the "interrogation."
Jason walked over to Sumr with an admiring look and praised, "Miss, your dical skills are truly impressive! My two teachers were right; Chinese dicine is profound, and there’s so much for us in Western dicine to learn. Honestly, I used to look down on Chinese dicine, thinking my teachers’ visits to rural practitioners were pointless, but clearly, I was short-sighted."
Sumr replied with modesty, "Western dicine also has a lot that Chinese dicine can learn from. They’ve always complented each other, but so people’s prejudice against Chinese dicine hinders understanding."
Isaac listened to these words and felt a bit awkward.
But he’s not soone who refuses to admit his mistakes, so after hesitating for two seconds, Isaac said seriously to Sumr, "Miss Monroe, the truly short-sighted one is . I sincerely apologize. I’m sorry! I hope you can forgive my previous rudeness."
Sumr could sense Isaac’s sincerity and didn’t intend to hold it against him, generously saying, "It’s okay, you just didn’t understand. I just hope you can let go of your prejudice against Chinese dicine in the future."
"Rest assured." Isaac suddenly felt invigorated and said firmly, "First thing tomorrow morning, I’ll discuss with my dad about adding a Chinese dicine hospital to our developnt plan this year."
Sumr weakly smiled and said, "If Chinese dicine could develop further in your family, that would be a great thing."
Damian frowned and said, "What’s the developnt of Chinese dicine got to do with you? Jason, call the nurse in to give her an IV."
Sumr instinctively refused, "I’m fine..."
Damian reminded her expressionlessly, "Don’t overdo it; you’ll still need to climb a rope back to the hotel later."
Hearing this, Sumr fell silent.
She knew her own body; she was very weak and needed the IV.
Seeing her not resist anymore, Damian’s expression softened slightly, "Alright, you rest for a while. Isaac, you also hurry with the DNA on her side."
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