The expert doctor only felt a cold glint covering him, his hand trembled, almost piercing the little girlâs blood vessel. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and steadied himself.
However, his slight tremble was noticed by Chi Jingchen, whose face turned grim, his gaze completely like that of a protective young leopard, almost ready to bite.
As soon as the blood was drawn and the needle was removed from the little girlâs arm, Chi Jingchen immediately looked up and said to Old Master Li beside him, âGrandpa, Nuonuo will only draw this one vial of blood, even if itâs not enough, no more will be drawn.â
His tone wasnât very strong, but his manner was very assertive as he firmly pressed the needle mark on the little girlâs arm, softly saying, âItâs done, Nuonuo, itâs over. No more injections.â
The whole process went without seeking Old Master Liâs opinion at all.
Old Master Li, who had seen much in his life, encountered this soft yet firm rebuff for the first time. He was momentarily taken aback, looking at the boy whose young face was somewhat similar to Li Beijue, then at the little girl still holding onto the boy. He moved his lips and suddenly spoke, âI didnât plan to draw any more.â
After saying this, his authoritative and sharp gaze swept over the doctor who previously helped in drawing Nuonuoâs blood, a clear dissatisfaction in his eyes!
The doctor felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, instinctively wanting to explain, but found his throat seemingly frozen, unable to utter a single sound.
It was over.
Old Master Jue was dissatisfied with him.
The others didnât notice this; they took the collected blood sample of Nuonuo and immediately started examining it under the instrument.
A dozen people gathered around, occasionally discussing their opinions, chattering for a long while, seemingly finally coming to a consensus. They sent out one person to stand up and speak to Old Master Li, âOld Master Jue, we have examined Little Missâs blood sample, we can confirm that Little Miss indeed inherited the familyâs blood disease. The white blood cells in the blood indeed mutated, but it is not leukemia. As for specifically how the white blood cells mutated, what adverse reactions they might have, and how to completely cure them, we have not yet figured out a way, we need some more time to discuss.â
âHow long do you need?â Old Master Li squinted his eyes.
Under the pressure of his substantial gaze, the doctor didnât dare to be vague with uncertain timelines and could only say, âSpecifically, we still need further observation, weâll try our best to come to a conclusion within one month.â
Chi Jingchen was unimpressed with their so-called âconclusionâ.
What kind of experts, theyâre not as reliable as Xi Zelie, at least Xi Zelie had developed medication that could control Nuonuoâs condition.
These people only know how to say research, discuss, observe.
If a real sudden incident occurs, there wonât be any time for them to research and discuss!
One month, even the strongest person could be buried by then!
Old Master Li clearly had the same thought, his face increasingly displeased, coldly issuing a command, âOne week!â
âOld Master Jue, one week is tooâ¦â
The doctor hadnât finished his sentence when Old Master Li firmly interrupted him, âIâm giving you only one week, if you canât come up with a solution within one week, imagine your own outcome!â
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PS: Many readers reported an issue starting from last nightâs update where chapters could not be viewed. The chapters are indeed visible, itâs just the system acting up, causing the originally updated Chapter 1091 [Afraid of Injections] to roll back a few chapters, thus the displayed chapter number became 1084, but the content is of Chapter 1091. If you canât see it, just scroll to the catalog, and start reading from the chapter titled [Our Young Boy Grows Up].