The president nodded, "Alright, I'll take care of it immediately."
The attending doctor also left, and Feng Tianyou tightly held Lin Zishuang's hand, "Shuang'er, did you hear that? Mu Feng will be here soon; you and the child will be alright."
This anxious feeling, perhaps only he himself truly understood.
Zhuo Mufeng coordinated with the ground team and directly landed the helicopter on the lawn in front of the hospital.
The president was startled upon seeing Zhuo Mufeng.
Zhuo Mufeng was a very renowned young doctor in the medical field, extremely skilled, a proud disciple of the medical great Shao Rui, and also the president of the Zhuo Group hospital.
"Hello, President Zhuo."
"Quickly, lead the way."
Zhuo Mufeng wasted no words, fearing Lin Zishuang wouldn't hold on much longer.
Once a person has lost blood for too long, no matter how advanced the medical skills, it would be beyond redemption.
The president led the way, almost running all the way there.
