Su Chen couldn't be bothered to say more, and directly addressed the young nurse Lin Yujing standing not far away: "Nurse, go get me a box of silver needles."
Lin Yujing looked at An Yu, seemingly asking for her opinion.
"Go get them for him," An Yu said. She wanted to see what skills Su Chen possessed to cure Yang Jiajun.
She wasn't afraid of wasting time. After all, in China, the end result for Yang Jiajun would just be a failed rescue attempt followed by death.
There was a Traditional Chinese Medicine clinic within the Jiangdu Private Hospital, which naturally had silver needles, so the young nurse immediately ran off to the clinic.
Before long, the nurse returned.
Behind her followed a few traditional Chinese doctors from the clinic.
Only three people.
Two women and one man.
One of them was slightly older, around thirty years old.
The other two were both in their twenties.
They had an obvious youthful innocence about them; they were clearly interns.
