Song Ze took the phone away. Su Jian smiled at him and said softly, "Brother, I won't die."
Who can bear this?
Song Ze was in a panic in the ambulance. Without any warning, Su Jian suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
At this time, the cell phone rang, and she fainted again after answering the call.
The doctors and nurses in the ambulance were dumbfounded. The car rushed all the way and arrived at the entrance of the National Association Hospital in nine minutes.
Fang Yong, who got the news in advance, didn't know how he got down from upstairs.
All this time, he had never told anyone in front of outsiders that his favorite apprentice was actually Su Jian. Zhongli was not fun at all. He kept a straight face all day long, like playing cards.
One summer afternoon, a little girl with a flushed face came in and asked him if he needed help cleaning.
He wanted to drive her away, but he saw that she was wearing old clothes, clean and starched, with no dirt on her shoes. She was looking at him with a smile in the backlight.
At that time his heart softened.
When he brought three cancer patients back to his clinic, she was always by his side, gently comforting and blessing them while they were dying.
He was lucky to have such a disciple. He never thought that one day he would lose her.
Didn’t you say that you learned unparalleled martial arts from Master Jin Yong? Why did you get yourself into such a mess? You couldn’t avoid the crazy woman’s knife?
A group of doctors hurried down from upstairs, and the unsuspecting patients and their families were shocked.
"How is it? How is the wound?"
Song Ze quickly said, "I measured the wound to be one centimeter away from the heart, and kept pressing on the bleeding point for nine minutes."
"By the way, I woke up for ten seconds three minutes ago and answered Zhongli's call."
"What??"
Fang Yong was stunned and woke up for a while. Is this child still a human?
"Hurry up and get into the operating room!"
The atmosphere in the thoracic surgery operating room is so tense that people dare not breathe.
Su Jian was unexpectedly stabbed in the heart. The news spread quickly in various departments, and many doctors put down their work and rushed over to inquire about the situation.
Song Ze was responsible for explaining to these people. Suddenly, he stared at the man running towards him in horror.
"Ali?"
Zhongli looked at him angrily and got rubber gloves from a nurse, "How long ago?"
"Ten, eleven minutes ago."
"What knife?"
"The fruit knife has a blade length of seven centimeters. The assailant has been caught by the police."
"who is it?"
"Wang Chunmei!"
Zhong Li paused, took out his phone and called Zhou Yang, "Let Wang Chunmei die!"
Fang Yong pushed him out, "You can't go in, what are you afraid of when I'm here?"
"I don't need to participate in the operation, but I have to be with her."
Fang Yong agreed to his request, and the hospital mobilized all its capable forces to stand by in the operating room.
In Weitang Village, the weather was still a bit cold in March. Su Mingcheng and his wife came out of the greenhouse. Liu Fang walked in front and discussed with Su Mingcheng behind him how to persuade Liu Sheng to go on a blind date.
As I was walking, I suddenly felt there was no sound behind me.
"Dad, what's wrong with you?"
"My hand was accidentally cut."
Just now, he unconsciously grabbed a handful of rope nearby, but someone hid a glass shard inside, which cut his finger.
"Why are you so careless? Don't pack dirty things. Xiao Jian said it's easy to get infected with bacteria, so go home and disinfect them quickly."
While lighting the fire for cooking, Liu Fang accidentally tripped over the firewood on the ground and almost fell down.
"What happened today? We both seem to have lost our souls."