"Leng... President Leng!"
The sudden turn of events left the doctor at a loss, he hadn't yet reacted when Leng Yixiu shoved him aside.
Leng Yixiu stood there, staring fixedly at the lifeless figure on the operating table. With trembling fingers, he gently caressed her pale cheek, feeling his eyes well up with heat.
He took a deep breath and turned his cold gaze to the medical staff behind him. His chilling voice echoed in the ward, "Save her!"
The doctors were quite frightened by his terrifying gaze. One of the leading doctors, who managed to remain calm, spoke in a deep voice, "President Leng, Miss Shi has no vital signs."
"What do you mean no vital signs?" Leng Yixiu suddenly stood up, grabbing the doctor's shoulder fiercely. "Look, her hand is still warm! Look, she is obviously still alive! Aren't you an authority in obstetrics? How can you not handle a simple cesarean section? Tell me, tell me she isn't dead, she isn't dead, right?"
