At this moment, Su Chen in the intensive care unit was drenched in sweat and as pale as a ghost.
After a round of treatment, he could only temporarily keep Du Hanbing's life hanging, but this could only last for about five days.
But after that, he would be out of options!
No, I have to find a way to save Hanbing!
He immediately thought of someone, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number:
"Old quack, get to the Central Military District Hospital immediately, or else I'll burn down your courtyard in under twenty minutes!"
He hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.
He knew that Zhuge, that old quack, was also quite skilled in medicine; maybe he might have a solution.
Sure enough, it only took sixteen or seventeen minutes for Zhuge Dongming to arrive.
Du Hanshuang and the members of the Eighth Brigade were puzzled as to who this person was when Su Chen came out.
"Hurry up and come in."
Su Chen said to the travel-worn Zhuge Dongming.
