The smell of Chinese medicine in the house was to cover up the smell of disinfectant.
Once again, Wei Zipei's pale arm was tightened by a thin piece of cloth, and the veins on the back of her hand were red and swollen.
These were all signs that she had been receiving treatment for a long time. However, Qin Han said that they only believed in traditional Chinese medicine and did not care about western medicine at all, which made Sylvia feel a little uncomfortable when she rushed here.
At this point, Qin Han was silent for a moment. He sighed slightly and said, "There is nothing we can do. It must be known that unless there is a special reason, outsiders are not allowed to enter the city. Moreover, those few experts in traditional Chinese medicine enjoy great reputation in the city. If they were to find out that we have bypassed them, we would privately invite the physicians outside..."
"You've been sealed to this extent, haven't you?"
Sylvia shook her head. It seemed that her previous guess was correct. Weicheng was not really isolated from the world. Their people could come in and out, but it was hard for the people outside to come in.
"Did they take all their equipment away?" Sylvia asked.
"No." Qin Han shook his head and walked to the side of the bed. He bent down and extended his hand into the bottom of the bed. He pulled out the thick large medical chests.
Four large medical chests were placed in front of the three of them.
Jason frowned. It seemed that when Wei Xiaohan took action, he had considered using technical means to help Wei Ziping recover, but he failed. Now he had no way out, so Luo Fu pretended to be Wei Zipei's handwriting to write to him, thinking of a way to help him.
Under Sylvia's instruction, Qin Han opened the four large medical chests.
There was a flashlight, a breathing machine, medical equipment, pipes, and other types of medical equipment in it.
Sylvia silently counted the number and felt that it was enough for herself.
But the biggest problem was whether to save this Wei Zipei or not.
They didn't have any friendship with Wei Xiaohan. The reason why they could come to Wei City was that Emily was here. So far, they hadn't even seen Emily. Everything was just their words. They couldn't tell whether it was true or not. So far, they still couldn't tell.
"How's it going?"
Sylvia looked at Jason and asked.
Jason frowned and looked at Wei Zipei who was lying on the bed. He nodded and said, "We can start now."
Qin Han was chased out. No one was allowed to enter this room before Wei Zipei recovered.
"Right now, you don't have to do it at all, do you?"
As Sylvia was talking, she was suddenly stunned.
Jason and Bai Shan were also stunned.
The three of them turned around and were shocked to see that Wei Zipei, who had been lying on the bed with her eyes closed, had opened her eyes!
Wei Zipei opened her eyes. With her white eyes, she looked at the three of them and said weakly, "Please, save me. They won't blame you..."
The three of them looked at Wei Zipei. It was obvious that they were referring to Wei Xiaohan, Luo Fu and his wife, as well as Wei Ziqian, who had already entered the ancestral land.
"I can give it to you. I'll make a note that I don't want to die, regardless of life or death. Please, spare me. I, I don't want to die..."
Wei Zipei used almost all her strength to finish the sentence in her throat.
She looked at the three people with almost imploring eyes. Jason could clearly read the strong desire for survival from her eyes, as if he had been smashed into meat paste under Wang Meng's fist, and the person he was most concerned about was still outside when he was not sure whether he was alive or dead...
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