The nurse waited at the door for a long time. Seeing that it had exceeded the usual acupuncture time of twenty minutes, she became a little worried. Just as she was about to go forward and knock on the door, the door of the ward opened.

An Li walked out with a smile, and reminded: "Mr. Bai, when you have thought about what I mentioned to you, you can contact me anytime."

The nurse was infected by An Li's kind smile and couldn't help but sigh that the high-ranking professor was so gentle to the patients and had no temper at all. There was probably no better doctor than her.

"Professor An!"

"The patient sweated a lot during this acupuncture treatment. Please help clean him up later. Otherwise, he will easily catch a cold."

The nurse quickly agreed, and felt that An Li was serious about his work and had no airs at all.

Bai Yue moved around in his wheelchair, sweat dripping down his sides. A cool breeze blew past, and he couldn't help but shiver.

He was sweating, but it was cold sweat.

From the initial numbness to the subsequent pain, Bai Yue was very excited at first, but it became increasingly unbearable in the end, and he could only grit his teeth and endure it. But An Li said that pain was a good thing.

The piercing pain brought back memories deep within him, and he remained in shock until An Li walked away. The nurse called him several times before Bai Yue finally came to his senses.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Bai, you don't look very well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"Strange! You didn't have this reaction when Dr. Gu gave you acupuncture before."

"Maybe Professor An is more powerful. If I can feel it, it means it's working. Mr. Bai, congratulations!"

Bai Yue forced a smile with difficulty, but when he thought of An Li's appearance, his eyes gradually turned cold.

He sent the two nurses away, took his cell phone and went to the bathroom. When he came out, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Bai Yue didn't give in, which was within An Li's expectations.

After leaving the hospital, An Li called Gu Feng and said, "I almost found out for you. But he didn't suspect me."

Gu Feng sighed softly: "Mom, you don't have to help me with this. If there is no better choice, I don't even want you to participate in the research and analysis."

"Silly children, your mother has done nothing for you all your life. It is my honor to be able to help you. Don't be discouraged, I feel there is still hope," Bai Yue wavered.

"Try not to have a direct conflict with him. Be sure to protect yourself, okay?"

Gu Feng didn't want to do this at first. The technical analysts in the group had limited abilities. With his mother's involvement, many things would be done more efficiently.

"I'm worried about your sister now. The driver hasn't relented yet. He's more determined than I thought."

She thought that maybe she should go see the driver again.

He is in the late stage of liver cancer and is not feeling well at this time.

The injured Lu Anning could do nothing now. She could only lie in bed and think of ways to kill the hard time. Fortunately, Tang Jingyuan stayed by her side these days, so the time was not too difficult.

She was watching the latest idol drama when there was a sudden commotion in the corridor. Several nurses rushed to the ward at the end of the corridor, as if something urgent had happened. An Ning looked over, but only saw a few figures rushing past.

"What happened?"

That direction seemed to be the direction of the ward where the driver of the car was staying.

Tang Jingyuan also noticed it. Lu Anning happened to need to change the medicine, so he pressed the bell. After a while, a trainee nurse came in.

"No more potions?"

"Thank you for your help!"

Lu Anning rolled her eyes and gossiped, "Miss, so many people ran over there just now. Did something happen in the ward over there?"

The nurse looked in the direction Lu An Ning pointed. "That ward you're talking about? That's the driver who hit you. Isn't he in the advanced stage of liver cancer? He just suddenly vomited blood and his condition isn't good. The doctors and nurses have all gone over there, and it seems they've even asked the director of the oncology department to come in for a consultation."

"Critically ill?"

The nurse shook her head. "I'm not sure. I've changed it. After this bottle, there's no more."

"Thanks."

Lu Anning thanked him and looked out the window, seeming to be lost in thought.

For several days, the driver did not come to see them. That day, the mother went to see him, but the effect did not seem as good as she had expected.

"Jingyuan, do you think something is wrong with that driver?"

Tang Jingyuan frowned. "No one can say for sure about his current situation. That day, our mother had already placed the chance of survival in front of him. It all depended on whether he would seize it."

Lu Anning didn't see how much pain the driver was in. He only heard a passing nurse whisper that a man was rolling on the bed in pain, barely breathing. It would be better for him to die quickly if he had to endure this.

But when you really face death, fear is the most real expression.

Fortunately, after a series of emergency treatments, the driver's condition gradually stabilized. However, even the doctors couldn't say if he could survive the next similar situation.

Maybe, there won’t even be three months left.

Even though people are in this situation, he still refuses to give in?

What exactly did the other party promise him that made him willing to hold on until now?

Just as Lu Anning was hesitating and wanted to ask Tang Jingyuan to go and see the driver, he happened to come to the door on his own initiative.

The person who came was the nurse in charge of the ward. She walked in hurriedly and cautiously, and she came specifically to bring a message.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Tang?"

Tang Jingyuan looked up and glanced at the nurse: "What's the matter?"

"Well, the patient in Room 804 asked me to tell him something. He wants to see Professor An again. He has something important to tell him in person."