The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

Chapter 654 - She Is An Angel

Amidst the happy and harmonious atmosphere, the buzzer on the table suddenly started ringing.

The experts who had been relaxed immediately sat upright with stern looks on their faces.

Some hurriedly wiped their mouths while some organized their clothes and others skillfully took off their wigs...

In the beginning, there were viewers who were puzzled and joked cheekily.

——[You'll be punished by heavens when you persuade people to study medicine]

——[Expert: I'm getting bald on the road to learning medicine. I've become stronger too!]

——[I suddenly found that Xiang Yi and Xiang Yin have the best hair among them all! The Xiang family's genes are really amazing!]

…

Reporter Song was about to ask what happened to Xiang Yi, but he saw the young girl striding towards the outside.

"Dr. Xiang Yi..."

The young girl turned around, her clear eyes calm and indifferent. She nodded at him slightly before saying, "Excuse me."

Reporter Song was confused.

'Why did he...leave just like that?' The rest of the younger experts left one after another.

Old Master Jing was eager to protect his son so he propped himself up against the table before saying, "No, I have to go and take a look. I can't let my good apprentice be exhausted..."

However, his body swayed a little after getting up and Reporter Song quickly rushed over to hold him.

Old Master Jing's eyes were red with anger, "If I were ten years younger, these would be nothing! Nothing!"

Old Master Yun sighed, they now have the intention to practice medicine, but their body couldn't keep up.

After days of fighting, only Xiang Yi could still move about and they, the old men, were already so exhausted to the point that they could no longer move.

The esteemed Old Master Fang explained, "This alert indicates that a patient needs to be rescued..."

Reporter Song suddenly realized that this was the case.

"Forget it. Let's also go and take a look. Even if we can't personally go over and help, we can at least we can give them a tip." Old Master Fang waved his hand and said, "We can't let the young people look down on us!" The crowd supported each other and dragged their fatigued bodies, but their eyes were filled with incomparable determination.

Occasionally, there would be the sound of experts bickering.

"You old man, can you do it or not? You're panting after two steps? Wasn't he very nimble when he grabbed the braised lion's head just now?"

"If I may say so, you Western doctors should also learn to nurture your health with us!"

"What's wrong with wearing a wig? That's better than some of you who are wearing dentures!"

"..."

Reporter Song's throat rolled. Looking at the experts who were exhausted but still smiling and chatting calmly, they couldn't voice their emotions.

This bunch of people were the ones who provided solutions for their problems.

"We would like to thank the medical staff for their efforts." Reporter Song, who had always been a brilliant writer, spoke wryly at this moment. He could not find the words to express his mood at the moment. "We've come to the end of our live broadcast today."

The live broadcast was interrupted, and the other news began to air.

The audience in front of the screen, were speechless for a long time.

That scene was too shocking.

In particular, when Xiang Yi took the lead and walked out, her steps were so fast that it was as if she was stepping on wind.

Her slender, thin figure carried way too much.

Even the most heartless people felt...that it really wasn't easy for her.

…

On the Internet.

The Spicy Rabbits were bawling.

——[The moment Xiang Yi rushed out without any hesitation was really tear-jerking!]

——[All those who are hating on her, listen up! She's not a Vase Fairy, she's not a second-generation doctor, she's a doctor! She's an angel!!!]

——[Oh my God, I'm watching the livestream of the national TV and Two Under One Roof at the same time. Shi Sui's expression is so pitiful!]

…

In the living room.

Shi Sui lowered his long eyelashes without moving.

If one were to look at him carefully, they will find that his hand, which was hanging on the sofa, was clenched into a fist.

He was using so much strength that his knuckles were pale.