As Madam Qin recalled the events that unfolded in the operating room, she felt as if she had seen a renowned doctor elsewhere, a sense of familiarity and warmth washing over her.
Upon hearing Madam Qin's description, Qin Beiming suddenly pictured Ling Mo's clear, bright eyes.
Furthermore, Ling Mo's hands were just as Madam Qin had described—long and slender.
Could it be that Ling Mo and the Divine Physician are actually the same person?
Considering this possibility, Qin Beiming's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked in a deep voice:
"Grandma, think about it carefully again. Does the Divine Physician have any other characteristics?"
Old Madam Qin waved her hand, too lazy to recall the details any further, and lazily began to speak:
"Ugh~ How could I possibly remember so many things? You have no idea how nervous I was lying on that cold operating table!"
"Never mind... I guess I was just overthinking it."
Qin Beiming thought to himself, with so many eyes watching in the operating room, if the divine healer really was Ling Mo, the medical staff in the operating room should have noticed something.
Furthermore, although Ling Mo understands medical principles and can concoct medicines herself, the scope of her expertise is largely within the traditional Chinese medicine system.
Logically speaking, Ling Mo and this master surgeon should have no direct connection...
Madam Qin looked around but didn't see Ling Mo, and seemed a little disappointed.
She cleared her throat before speaking slowly and deliberately:
"Remember to tell Mo Bao'er not to worry, that I'm fine."
"She came by just before you woke up."
"You've been here, haven't you?"
Madam Qin's spirits improved considerably in an instant.
Qin Beiming nodded and explained in detail:
"They came before. But it seems they were scared away by me."
Why would you scare her for no reason! Are you out of your mind?
Old Madam Qin looked at Qin Beiming, whose face was gloomy, with a mixture of confusion and anger. Before he could reply, she threw the plush toy that Qin Beiming had bought for her at him. "What are you dawdling for? Go after him!"
"Um."
Without hesitation, Qin Beiming gently put down the plush toy and then ran straight towards the parking lot.
"Mom, who is Mo Bao?"
Qin Wanli was completely confused. After Qin Beiming left, he curiously asked Old Madam Qin about it.
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