KELANA
Selfless

Your mum's done the inspection. While wiping the sweat with the back of his hand he found drg. Saloka who was glaring at him while the Chairman looked back at his wife's face with a sad look.

"What are you checking Mumu for? Are you suspicious that the cause of death was caused by poison?"

Sighing her breath Mumu could only shake her head, "Sir Doctor thought too much. Since when did I say I'm going to check on this momuk for suspicion of poisoning?"

"Then what are you doing? You can't do anything, Mumu. Anywhere else people are in mourning." Emotions drg. Saloka ignited to hear Mumu's reply as if mocking him for imagining too much.

Indeed, young people now need to be arranged again politely.

Mumu doesn't care about drg. Saloka again on the contrary he immediately said to the Man who was still staring at his wife's face with the wistful, "Sir Chief, may I treat your wife? But the success rate is only...."

"Please, Doctor." Without turning his face the Chairman of the Board directly cut off and agreed to Mumu's wishes.

When Mumu looked in the depths of her eyes, Mumu could only shake her head, it turned out that this man was severely depressed from losing his beloved wife.

It was impossible to wait for him to stabilize again because Mumu was worried that he did not have time for it.

Without any other option he can only ask drg for help. Saloka is still in a state of shock.

"Do you think his wife is not dead, Mumu? And you're trying to treat it? Isn't your specialty only with regards to poison?" drg. Saloka bombarded Mumu with all sorts of questions.

Mumu doesn't have time to answer drg questions. Saloka, because he knew that every answer would give birth to many more questions.

Therefore he only said briefly, "My success rate is only 35%, sir. Please secure this room lest anyone disturb."

Without waiting for a response from drg. Saloka, Mumu directly took out her silver acupuncture needles.

After sterilizing him using deep energy, Mumu directly stabbed into the 108 acupuncture needles into the nerve points in the woman's body.

When his wife's body was pierced with acupuncture needles, the Chairman's face did not change in the slightest, not even the slightest glance shifted from his wife's face as if Mumu had turned transparent before him.

Although drg. Saloka is out of breath. He knew Mumu was proficient in treating people who were poisoned but he did not know the method of treatment done by Mumu.

When he saw Mumu take out her acupuncture jar, he was already shocked because he did not expect Mumu to treat people using acupuncture needles.

There are people who use acupuncture needle treatment other than from the Chinese tribe

But the evidence in front of his eyes had opened up drg insight. The saloka again.

What's more when you see Mumu piercing acupuncture needles with fast movements and no difficulty at all, drg. The saloka can only be flabbergasted.

'This is an expert!'

Drg. Saloka is pounding happily. It turns out he hit the jackpot. If the Board of Directors knew, then without any effort from him, they would definitely try their hardest to keep Mumu from turning away from her RSUD.

In that case Mumu continuously divides his internal energy and channeled to 108 pieces of acupuncture needles to stimulate nerve points that no longer function.

Of course Mumu focuses on the nerve points around the heart first.

Mumu's treatment this time is like when he does the meditation process. The concept of time is not known here, so Mumu has no idea how long she has been channeling her inner energy trying to restore that nearly extinguished glimmer of light.

Maybe some people do not want to do risky work like this without any clarity about the payment for their efforts.

For Mumu that's not what she's looking for. His only intention is to help people. What about his ability is still a little that can provide benefits for others in need.

So concentrated Mumu that he did not know that because he had caused a little noise in the ICU room.

The problem is that the RSUD is prohibited from entering the room while they are taking care of all kinds of repatriation processes.

Because of Mumu's message, drg. Saloka really did not give anyone who entered this room.

There was almost an act of violence. Fortunately, specialists who accompanied patients from Selatpanjang came and helped drg. Saloka forbade people to enter the room.

For reasons of patient privacy and have heard the promise of drg. Saloka to give an explanation to the RSUD related to his attitude, finally with a sour face they left drg. Salocas.

'Since when did the guest and host position change position?' It is not the host who evicts guests, even guests who shamelessly drive away the host.

"Who is he, sir? What did he do to the Chairman's wife's body?" The specialist panicked and was scared.

"Shhhhhhttt." - drg. Saloka said shut up. "Just keep an eye on it and make sure no one else bothers you."

Even though he did not understand what was going on, he could only choose to be quiet.

Occasionally he glanced at the young man who was covered in sweat as if he was treating a patient and turned his gaze towards the Chairman of the Board who remained seated in silence and drg. Saloka was focusing her gaze on the young man.

'Is the young man doing a practice mall by making the body of Mr. Dewan's wife as a trial material? If so, why drg. Saloka did not forbid it, was this with his consent? Who is that young man? Is it possible that he is the har*m son of Mr Director?' Inevitably the specialist doctor tried to find similarities between Mumu's face and the face drg. Salocas.

Soon he nodded his head while stroking his beard while muttering in his heart, 'This will be viral news later. I can't believe Mr. Director is like that. Turns out he has a stash here. He he's...'

Drg. Saloka is focusing on seeing Mumu's treatment. The longer he was the more astonished at Mumu's figure.

Of course, he did not know the thoughts of one of his employees.

If only he knew, maybe he would immediately vomit blood for being accused of having a child outside nik*h here.

If he knew what the specialist was thinking, he would probably pin the specialist's head to the elevator so as not to have any negative thoughts towards him.