Out of a sense of responsibility, she went into the Resuscitation Room again.
Zhou Yunzhi lay there, all her arrogance gone, her face ashen like an unconscious rag doll.
Song Ning saw at a glance that her neck was still swollen, with a broad patch of bruising spreading across it.
Her attacker had meant to kill her!
Perhaps someone had interrupted them!
Perhaps something had gone wrong!
Whatever the reason, another thirty seconds of strangling, and Zhou Yunzhi probably would not even have had this last breath left!
Song Ning sighed and took out her silver needles to sterilize them.
As she performed acupuncture on Zhou Yunzhi, the readings on the monitor fluctuated.
But those fluctuations were nowhere near enough to wake her.
Bringing someone out of a vegetative state was no easy task.
After watching Song Ning make several attempts with only slight results, the hospital had no choice but to hold another consultation.
They drew up a new plan based on conservative treatment.
By the time the consultation ended, it was midnight.
The doctors dispersed in twos and threes.
Jiang Chengshi said to Song Ning, "It's inconvenient to go home this late. I'll find you an empty bed to lie down in!"
As he spoke, a tall, fair-skinned woman came in carrying a blanket.
She smiled at Jiang Chengshi and Zhou Yuanhang, who stood a short distance away. "Professor Jiang! Engineer Zhou! We've arranged an empty ward for you! Go get some rest!"
Then she turned to Song Ning. "Song Ning, we've saved an on-call room for you. The sheets and duvet cover were just changed. I thought you might get cold, so I picked up an extra blanket! Let me take you there!"
Seeing how thoughtfully the hospital had arranged everything, Jiang Chengshi yawned. "Let's get some