The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

It can be said that all time is stuck.

Ning Yuetong frowned, "But I don't know how long it will take for Ning Quruo to wake up."

Wu Yezhou snorted lightly, "Didn't Weimian give you some time?"

Ning Yuetong had a look of grievance on her face: "But the time has passed."

The time has passed, will you wake up as promised?

Several people were stunned for a moment. That's right. Didn't Gu Weimian just calculate the time when he used a needle to wrap Yifan?

Why is it that Bao Yifan can move his hands and Ning Quruo still doesn't wake up?

Ning's father and Ning's mother's faces, which had just brightened up, suddenly darkened again.

Could it be that... it still doesn't work?

Then how to explain the needle in Bao Yifan's hand just now?

Is it a coincidence?

Or was it just like what Ning Yuetong had guessed before, that it was just a liar's trick? Because it had been done so many times, the time had already been calculated?

If he waited any longer, there would definitely not be enough time left for Bao Yifan to perform surgery.

If something unexpected happens during the operation, there will really be no time to turn things around.

If you don't wait...

Ning's father and Ning's mother fell into anxiety.

Ning's father shamelessly asked in a low voice, Miss Gu, why hasn't Qu Ruo woke up after time? "

Gu Weimian tilted his head and said, "I'll wake up."

Ning Yuetong immediately asked, "Is there a specific time?"

Gu Weimian's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, "Any specific time?... I can't tell you.

Ning Yuetong looked at Ning Quruo's face, which was even prettier than hers, her eyes flickering on and off, with many thoughts running through her mind. She suggested softly, "Can't you tell me? Is there really nothing I can do? "

Gu Weimian smiled, "After all, my medical skills are limited."

Ning Yuetong's eyes lit up, "Then...or... we should do the surgery first?..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the man on the hospital bed slowly opening his eyes, and a pair of dark pupils that seemed to belong to the ghostly world slowly moved to Ning Yuetong's face.

The man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

He weakly raised his hand to touch Ning Yuetong's face.

Before her hand touched Ning Yuetong, Ning Yuetong took a step back in panic and looked at Ning Quruo in horror, with an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

But everyone went to see Weimian together.

Gu Weimian looked at the writing on the wall and sighed quietly, "The prediction was a full three minutes early... As expected, my medical skills are limited."

Everyone: "..."

Three whole minutes! OK!

It sounds like it is quite inaccurate!

But why do you suddenly want to kill her?

The person who most wanted to beat Gu Weimian to death was Ning Yuetong.

No one spoke in the corridor for a while, only Gu Weimian's faint sigh seemed to be still in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, Ning's father and Ning's mother cried with joy.

The two of them almost rushed to the hospital bed and looked at Ning Quruo in disbelief.

The saddest thing in life is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift.

When lost and found, such joy can naturally make people cry with joy.

Bao Yifan stood frozen on the spot, looking at the scene in front of him.

It cannot be said that every operation he has performed since he started medicine has been very successful, but he can pat his chest and say that he is worthy of the white coat on his body and the scalpel in his hand.

But... today he suddenly couldn't say a word.

Ning Quruo woke up.

If Gu Weimian didn't stop him at that time, he would have forced the surgery.

Ning Quruo's stabbing was in vain.