บท 574: Saving a Life With a Needle

"I'm not joking," Rong Qi responded. Her voice remained calm and cold.

The trembling noblewoman, comforted by the crowd, approached, "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. But my son has a unique condition. Your medicine might not work on him..."

Suddenly, as the noblewoman spoke, the man on the ground coughed out a mouthful of blood, his face rapidly turning cyanotic.

"Not good! The patient is going into shock!" the three doctors shouted.

Their shout made the noblewoman's legs give way, and she collapsed into the arms of the crowd, tears flowing freely.

Rong Qi frowned, looking at the noblewoman, and said, "We only have one chance now. My medicine, will you let him take it?"

Tears blurred the noblewoman's vision. She couldn't make a decision in such a life-or-death moment.

The three doctors insisted, "Absolutely not! This medicine is homemade, its effectiveness is questionable, and what if it causes other symptoms?"