Chapter 642: Limited Level

It can be said that all the time is fixed.

Ning Yuetong frowned, "But I don't know how long it will take for Ning Quruo to wake up."

Wu Yezhou snorted, "Didn't Weimian give you a time?"

Ning Yuetong's face was aggrieved: "But the time has passed."

The time has passed, and he was supposed to wake up?

Several people were stunned for a moment. That's right, didn't Gu Weimian calculate the time when he used a needle to prick Bao Yifan just now?

How come Bao Yifan's hand can move, but Ning Quruo is still not awake?

The faces of Ning's father and mother, which had just brightened, suddenly darkened again.

Could it be... still not working?

Then how to explain the needle on Bao Yifan's hand just now?

Was it a coincidence?

Or was it just a trick of a liar as Ning Yuetong had guessed before, because it was done many times, so the time was calculated long ago?

If we wait any longer, the remaining time will definitely not be enough for Bao Yifan to perform the operation.

If there is any accident during the operation, there will be no time for maneuver.

If you don't wait...

Father Ning and mother Ning fell into anxiety.

Father Ning shamelessly asked in a low voice, "Miss Gu, why didn't Qu Ruo wake up after the time?"

Gu Weimian tilted his head, "He will wake up."

Ning Yuetong immediately said, "Is there a specific time?"

Gu Weimian narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, "A more specific time? ... I can't tell you.

Ning Yuetong looked at Ning Qu Ruo's face, which was more beautiful than hers, with a flickering gaze, and many thoughts turned in her mind. She whispered, "Can't tell you? Is there really no way?"

Gu Weimian smiled, "After all, my medical skills are limited."

Ning Yuetong's eyes lit up, "Then maybe... let's do the operation first?..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of dark pupils that seemed to belong to the netherworld slowly moved to Ning Yuetong's face.

The man opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

He weakly raised his hand to touch Ning Yuetong's face.

Before his hand touched Ning Yuetong, Ning Yuetong took a step back in panic and looked at Ning Quruo in horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

Everyone went to see Gu Weimian with one mind.

Gu Weimian looked at the beginning and end on the wall and sighed faintly, "The prediction was three minutes early... As expected, my medical skills are limited."

Everyone: "..."

Three minutes! It's okay!

It sounds like it's really inaccurate!

But why did he suddenly want to kill her?

Ning Yuetong was the one who wanted to kill Gu Weimian the most.

No one spoke in the corridor for a while, only Gu Weimian's faint sigh seemed to be still in everyone's ears.

Then, it was the cry of Ning's father and mother who were so happy that they cried.

The two of them almost ran to the bedside and looked at Ning Quruo in disbelief.

The saddest thing in life is that the old send off the young.

When you lose and find again, such joy can naturally make people cry with joy.

Bao Yifan stood stiffly in place, watching the scene in front of him.

Since he started practicing medicine, every operation he performed could not be said to be very successful, but he could pat his chest and say that he was worthy of the white coat on his body and the scalpel in his hand.

But... today he suddenly couldn't say a word.

Ning Quruo woke up.

If Gu Weimian hadn't stopped him at that time, he would have forced the operation.

Ning Quruo would have been stabbed in vain.