Wei Anning nodded vigorously like pounding garlic, Leng Youchen felt a deep ache in his heart. As his head lowered slightly, about to touch her lips, several awkward coughs suddenly sounded nearby.
Wei Anning hurriedly stepped back, glancing at the attending physician and several assistant doctors standing there, her face turned red with embarrassment, she quickly stood up.
Leng Youchen stood up and looked back at the attending doctor, his handsome face clearly showing annoyance at being interrupted, he frowned deeply, "Is the testing complete?"
"Yes, Mr. Leng, this bottle of antidote is fine. We've used precise instruments to detect the component match in the antidote, currently preparing to administer it, first delivering the antidote for the young master to take."
Leng Youchen nodded, reached out to hold Wei Anning's wrist, and went into the sterile room with the doctors, changing into sterile clothing before entering the intensive care unit.
