In real life, Ping An looks even thinner and smaller.

His skin was deathly pale with a bluish tinge, and his thin face made his eyes appear exceptionally large and round.

"Dr. Lin, you've arrived."

Ping An saw Lin Yang looking at her intently and struggled to sit up, but she fell heavily back onto the bed as soon as she managed to sit up a little.

The mother was heartbroken to see this.

"Ping An, don't move around."

Ping An nodded obediently, her bright eyes looking at Lin Yang.

"Uncle Doctor Lin, are you here to save me?"

Lin Yang nodded slightly.

"right."

After Lin Yang finished speaking, he looked at Ping An's mother.

"May I take Ping An's pulse?"

"No! Absolutely not! Ping An is very vulnerable right now!"

Ping An's mother instantly became agitated. She stood in front of Lin Yang, looking at him warily.

No matter how much Ping An praised Lin Yang, she was unwilling to move an inch.

Lin Yang felt helpless, knowing that the other party did not trust him.

He took a deep breath, his expression changed, and his eyes shone brightly, exuding an aura of power.

"As Ping An's mother, you should know his situation best."

"If I come, he might still have a chance to live!"

"If things continue like this, no matter how much you protect him, he will only face death!"

Lin Yang growled, his gaze sweeping indifferently over Ping An.

Ping An's mother stood there stunned for a long time before bursting into tears.

"No, no, I'll be safe and sound!"

Lin Yang calmly let Ping An's mother cry for a long time before speaking softly.

"Get out of the way! I can heal him."