William Cole furrowed his brows, "Who said I'm haphazardly using needles? I can save him."
Matteo Davis held William's hand tightly and refused to let go, "Nonsense! It's absolute nonsense!"
"I've never heard that childhood paralysis can be treated with silver needles."
"Your random stabbing not only won't save the person but will also harm him."
William broke free of Matteo's grip, "How do you know I'm hurting him?
Let go, I can save him!"
Matteo advanced again, holding William's wrist tightly, "What can you save? Listen to me, take him to the hospital, he still has a chance to survive!"
"Let go!"
"I won't let go. I can't just watch as you take his life recklessly!"
"You stubborn old man."
William glanced at the boy lying on the chair, feeling anxious in his heart.
At this point, the young boy's condition was extremely critical.
If he wasn't treated immediately, there would be no hope left.
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