"She talked about her son, who is she?" Mi Wenlin's throat trembled, and his nerves were raised to the highest level.
"Teacher Xie seems to have told someone on the phone before that if that person dies, his family may find someone to settle the score," Zhang Shuping said.
"You're so long-winded, why don't you just say she is Yang Shaokun's mother?" Mi Wenlin turned around and scolded him.
Zhang Shuping's honest face turned red and he spat back: "Don't you know it clearly? Come and ask me?"
"I'm not sure-"
"I also made a guess."
The nonsensical exchange of words between the two young men only confirmed that these two people were in a state of confusion when they encountered the situation they had never experienced before.
The sound of the two men's argument could be heard outside the curtain.
Yang Ma heard the leader and turned around.
The troublemaker came towards them and the patient.
Mi Wenlin hurriedly pulled up the curtain, intending to block out the coming disaster and cover the patient.
This action is simply worth three hundred taels of silver.
"She must be there, don't pull it for me -" Yang Ma's body shot out like a small cannonball, and she rushed to the partition curtain and pulled it with both hands. The people who came behind her rushed up to help her pull it.
The fragile curtain was violently pulled by the two parties, and it broke after a while. It was conceivable that Mi Wenlin alone could not defeat a few of them. Soon they saw that Mi Wenlin, together with the broken curtain in his hand,
It hit the ground hard and I probably won't be able to get up for a while.
Zhang Shuping looked at the sudden change in front of him, dumbfounded, and his face turned into a wooden stake.
"You pay for my son!" After recognizing the face on the hospital bed as Zhang Xiaohui, Yang's mother bared her teeth and claws and rushed towards the patient, trying to pinch the patient's neck with both hands.
With a start, Zhang Shuping woke up and stepped forward to grab Yang Ma's arm.
Yang Ma turned around and fought with his bare hands.
Never underestimate the fighting power of an aunt. Zhang Shuping felt like he had been hit hard by the opponent's nails, and his face was scratched with burning pain. He immediately remembered the famous saying of the poisonous uncle: The most terrifying thing about a woman is her nails. Look for it.
Women, don't look for ten nails that are all long. They are offensive weapons, the fangs of the beauty snake when it opens its mouth.
The nurse urgently called security guards and other personnel to the scene to provide support.
The two groups were entangled at the scene. Regardless of whether they shook fists at each other or caused physical harm, they bumped into each other, and it was clear that innocent people were affected.
Zhang Shuping shouted in his heart: Oops!
Many people came, but the troublemaker was pinned to the ground. The patient seemed unharmed. The problem was that the bed had been moved!
The screen of the monitoring instrument was beeping, and the patient's heart rate was plummeting.
Mi Wenlin shook his knocked-out head, sat up and stared at all this chaos with wide eyes. It was true that it was difficult to fully recover for a while.
"Call the doctor, call the doctor, rescue -" the nurse called desperately.
Dr. Li Shunkang left the emergency room and did not come back.
"Heart compression, compression." Mi Wenlin shouted, struggling to get up from the ground.
Zhang Shuping ran up and put his hands on the patient's chest. His rapid breathing made his face covered with hot sweat, and the sweat dropped rapidly. At this moment, he needed to concentrate most and think about Teacher Xie: Thank you.
Teacher, once the patient discovers cardiac arrest, perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation immediately.
Press, press again, press again...
Suddenly, there was a bang under the palm of my hand? What happened?
Zhang Shuping's face instantly turned deathly white: What did I do wrong?
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