Gu Ning thought to herself, which unlucky person was as unlucky as her to be sent to the emergency operating room.

However, she did not stay with this idea for long, there was an idea in her mind for a moment.

Anyway, it’s not Zhou Zhiyuan.

Because Zhou Zhiyuan is in her hands.

She squeezed the familiar corner of her clothes tightly, feeling particularly at ease.

Smelling this familiar and refreshing scent of cedar, Gu Ning passed out completely relieved.

The moment he passed out.

She thought to herself, the first thing she saw when she woke up was Zhou Zhiyuan.

Just make peace with him!

…

On the hospital bed passing by, the wheel of the car rubbed against the floor drill, making a sharp, sharp and somewhat urgent sound.

Only patients in the emergency room who encounter serious emergencies will make such a sound.

Suddenly, many patients and family members in the corridor looked over.

On the hospital bed, Zhou Zhiyuan, who was unconscious, seemed to be aware of Gu Ning.

His little finger moved, but no one saw it.

Just like that, he was pushed into the operating room.

Zhou Zhiyuan was lying on the operating table, with the operating light shining on his angular and excessively pale face.

His sword-shaped eyebrows go into his temples, his nose looks like a hanging gallbladder, his eyes are tightly closed, and his bloodless thin lips add a bit of dignity but lose a bit of sharpness.

Facing this unparalleledly handsome face, even doctors with excellent professional qualifications couldn't help but wander away for a moment.

It’s really the Creator’s preference.

This man seems to combine looks, talent, and power.

However, their thoughts at this moment did not affect the movements of their hands.

Dr. Gao, the chief doctor, tore it open skillfully.

The last bandage on Zhou Zhiyuan's chest revealed the hideous wound inside.

The flesh that the bullet penetrated was like a blood hole, bleeding continuously.

Use a scalpel to remove it.

The newly grown pink buds are attached to the end of the bullet, looking ferocious and terrifying.

Just one glance made all the doctors and nurses in the operating room take a breath.

"How did he hold on for so long with such a big wound?"

This kind of wound requires immediate surgery.

Because every minute and second of delay will make people feel like they are in limbo.

This is simply gambling with your own life.

Doesn't it hurt?

Nurse Xiao Qin, who threw the bloody bandage aside, felt heartbroken and said, "Comrade Zhou is trying to save people."

After a pause, he urged, "Okay, Director Gao, Comrade Zhou is so serious. You need to perform surgery on him quickly."

Nurse Xiao Qin's name is Qin Sumei. She has always been the beauty of the hospital. She is beautiful and has a good family background.

Coupled with her working status as a nurse, she gained a lot of points.

No matter whether they are people in the hospital or outside who are living on commercial grain accounts, there are many people who have a favorable impression of her.

Hearing Nurse Xiao Qin's urging, Qin Sumei was so anxious that she was fuming.

Anesthesiologist Xu next to him also joked, "Xiao Qin, are you looking at Comrade Zhou Zhou?"

"Sister Xu, what are you talking about? I am following the working principle of a nurse, saving lives and healing the wounded!"

Qin Sumei blushed and stamped her feet, but the movements of her hands became a little gentler.

That cautious look is different from his usual fiery temperament.

The doctors who saw this scene all smiled.

It's a joke, but their professional abilities cannot be denied.

But, as time goes by.

The smiles on the doctors' faces became fewer and fewer, and their brows tightened.

Immediately afterwards, beads of sweat rolled down all over his forehead.

The movements in his hands became more and more urgent.

"No, the X-ray film came out, and the position of the bullet has deepened by five millimeters, and is closer to the heart."

"As soon as I take the bullet with my hand, the force I use to pull it up will definitely hurt my heart!"

"There are only two consequences of injuring the heart. One is that the heart stops beating, leading to shock, and the other is that the blood flow does not stop."

Either the former or the latter.

Neither is a good sign.

Qin Sumei's face turned pale with fright, and her hand holding the scalpel trembled, "Then, Director Gao, what should we do?"

You can't help but take out the bullet.

The doctor, who was called Director Gao, frowned, "If the surgery had been done half a day earlier, the position of the bullet would not be so close to the heart, and the new growth would wrap around the bullet. During the tearing process,

inevitable--"

Can cause heart damage.

However, of all the parts of the human body, the heart is of the utmost importance.

If a person has a broken bone, a plaster can be put on it.

Only the heart——

"If the bullet is removed, the patient may immediately go into shock or even die, but if the bullet is not removed——"

It is equivalent to chronic suicide.

Neither the former nor the latter seems to be a good result.

The operation suddenly ran into difficulties.

The operating room was deathly silent.

"What can I do?"

Tears rolled down Qin Sumei's eyes, "When Comrade Zhou was about to be discharged from the hospital, we all disagreed, but he——" insisted on being discharged.

In order to save the old stopper Gu Ning.

What a shame. She was saved, but Comrade Zhou——

This has led to the current result.

What to do!

Qin Sumei felt passionate about love for the first time, but she didn't expect such a result.

Facing the unconscious and extremely handsome man on the hospital bed.

Her heart sank and she suggested, "Director Gao, why don't we leave the choice to the family members!"

As doctors, they cannot make decisions for family members.

Qin Sumei's suggestion was also recognized by most people in the operating room.

Director Gao was silent for a long time. The gloves he was holding on to the scalpel were all covered with blood. After pondering for a moment, he said:

He ordered Qin Sumei, "Nurse Qin, go now and call Comrade Zhou's family members over, ask them to sign an informed consent form, and tell them all the risks of both -"

After a pause, he glanced at the increasingly faint electrocardiogram screen next to him.

He urged, "Quickly, three minutes at most. Tell the family members. If the results are not given directly within three minutes, it will be regarded as giving up the operation -"

Their hospital cannot afford the outcome of a failed operation and the death of the patient.

Not to mention, the person in front of him is Zhou Zhiyuan, a person who must be admired even by the hospital director.

This kind of hero cannot die in their hands.

After receiving the instructions, Qin Sumei ran out of the operating room door quickly, regardless of the blood on her hands.

"Zhou Zhiyuan, where are Comrade Zhou Zhiyuan's family members?"

Qin Sumei shouted in the corridor with red eyes.
To be continued...