As soon as the No.5 Leader spat out blood, Deputy Secretary-General Tian and the two doctors beside became extremely anxious.
"Deputy Secretary-General Tian, treating an illness doesn't involve inducing vomiting blood, we can't let him continue this reckless behavior." A male doctor said worriedly.
At this moment, Assistant Secretary Tian seemed to have made up his mind, and he approached directly. "Stop immediately."
"If you don't want your leader to die, then get the hell away from me." Ding Fan said coldly, dropping these words.
Deputy Secretary-General Tian glanced at the No.5 Leader, whose face was deathly pale, and his body began trembling slightly. It seemed that the leader was enduring considerable pain.
"Stop it right now." Deputy Secretary-General Tian nearly roared at this point.
Ding Fan did not speak anymore but continued to harness his energy to heal.
