Eight hundred and twentieth chapters baptism of the soul
Is this thing bloody?
Not!
In both past and present lives, Godfather Xi has great respect for life.
Therefore, situations like this rarely happen - it is someone else who uses his life to maintain his life.
More often than not, it was him who shouldered the burden of survival, standing alone to protect the lives of others.
Li Ruiyang stepped forward in a critical moment without hesitation, regret, or hesitation!
Otherwise, it is Song Sanxi who is stabbed in the heart now!
Save your life!
This is bloody courage and tragic!
This is true, selfless love!
He didn't need to tell Li Ruiyang, a careless, crime-obsessed old girl, that he knew he liked her.
In this life, there are many people who like him, and Li Ruiyang is just one of them, but it gave him a shock from the essence of life and love!
The godfather is not a saint, he is also made of flesh and blood, and his psychology is sensitive and deep.
So, Song Sanxi shed tears.
Sad, deep!
Even at this moment, he was not in a state of confusion, but he could still feel Li Ruiyang's weak pulse and weak breathing, confirming that she was still alive and could be saved.
But the tears overflowed and there was no control.
At certain moments in life, we can only pay tribute with tears. This is a common problem shared by human beings, regardless of sin or kindness.
It is precisely because of this that we are human beings!
Damn it, is it nonsense to say this?
Brothers from the Seven Cats, stop being sympathetic...
This evening, at the Cardiothoracic Surgery Department of Wuzhi Hospital, a thrilling operation lasted for 20 hours.
Song Sanxi was in charge of the operation, and a group of well-known professors from Yanjing organized by Jiuxuan were responsible.
Even Xie Zelong entered the large operating room and paid close attention silently.
One plan after another, only for one purpose - Song Sanxi said, I want her to live, to have her original heart, and not to leave ugly scars.
Actually, it's too difficult!
A knife pierces the heart, and his life will soon be gone.
This needle penetrates the heart, and life is there, but how to save life and how to wake up?
Artificial heart, heart replacement, all measures cannot be implemented.
The injection from Sanba Society didn’t cause much blood, but it was fatal!
It just pierces the left and right atria obliquely, connects with the roots of the two aorta, and comes out between the chest.
In the end, Song Sanxi had only one bold idea.
All the old professors and key cardiothoracic surgeons were frightened.
At this time, his eyes were already red, like blood surging in his eye sockets.
The voice is a little hoarse and dry.
"Open your chest like this!"
"Absolutely sterile environment, nutrient liquid supply, life is continuously maintained and enhanced."
"Little by little, pull out this needle. Keep the body from breaking or bleeding."
"Use the body's recovery functions to recover bit by bit, just like plugging a leak bit by bit."
"This kind of needle removal procedure is very long, and the measurement is only one-tenth of a millimeter. It is absolutely unacceptable to go too far!"
"Just insert the needle and withdraw the last millimeter of the heart, and then she will have hope."
"After the last millimeter, I will stitch up the wound myself."
"Thank you for your hard work, colleagues. That's it..."
After saying that, he threw away the scalpel and closed his eyes tightly.
Tears oozed from the eyelashes.
An excellent surgical genius can only make such a decision.
Everyone was shocked, but that was all.
This operation, which was not even a half-finished product, came to an unsatisfactory end.
Xie Zelong came over at this time, patted Song Sanxi's shoulder gently, and said: "Mr. Song, leave the job of maintaining life to Jiuxuan! As long as I am here, she is still here! Please believe in Jiuxuan's technological power.
and medical power!”
Song Sanxi opened her bloody eyes and looked at Xie Zelong who looked serious.
He nodded silently and patted Xie Zelong's shoulder heavily.
He pursed his lips and tapped his teeth for a long time before saying, "Thanks, brother!"
Xie Zelong shook his head, "You're welcome, brother."
Song Sanxi nodded, then turned to look at Li Ruiyang.
A pretty face, slightly three-dimensional facial features, but still handsome.
However, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he never woke up again.
She lay quietly.
The upper body is completely exposed to the air.
The big orange is quite tall, a little crooked on the right side, but still perfect.
Song Sanxi couldn't help but clenched her fists and said hoarsely: "In this life, your life is like mine, and my life is like yours. Life and death depend on each other, and no one can replace me! Even if I exchange my life for yours, there will be no resentment!"
After that, he leaned down and kissed her deeply on her cold forehead.
The people present looked at this scene with inexplicable sadness.
Even the old professor couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.
Song Sanxi stood up, plucked out the fine-top earphones from her ears, handed them back to Xie Zelong, then turned around and left, walking alone.
Prince Long is naturally worried. He has the power to protect him secretly. The principle is: don’t disturb, don’t ask. It’s up to him to ensure safety!
In the same hospital, Su Yourong woke up at twelve o'clock that night.
There is no serious problem with the body, but the heart is extremely hurt and the Qi channels are closed.
Overwork during this period was also a factor.
I almost slept for more than six hours in one breath.
Ding Yun also canceled his meeting with her, feeling that something was wrong.
The past is gone. Now she has her own career, stage, and life value. She can live an ordinary life without getting involved in the powerful. Isn't it a blessing?
Sister Yun's thinking is not rigid, but very flexible.
After Su Yourong woke up, she felt that she had gained a lot of sleep and felt refreshed.
The entire crew was really worried.
Seeing her wake up, with Chu Yan staying by her side, she finally felt relieved.
The group left the hospital and returned to the hotel.
Just curious, the hospital was quiet and extremely serious.
There are gunmen everywhere, with a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps, densely packed.
The whole hospital has three floors inside and three floors outside, and the atmosphere is depressing.
At seven o'clock in the morning the next day, the crew had already taken off on a charter flight, and the last stop of the publicity work was Fucheng!
Geographical coordinates, an important town in southern Fujian, the birthplace of the Su family that has been prominent for decades.
This seems to be a certain destiny.
In the Su family's bloodline, after a catastrophe that destroyed the entire family, one of his descendants finally returned to their ancestral land with honor.
Although, Su Yourong didn't know.
But she was also surprised that she knew how to speak Hokkien.
The entire crew was shocked!
No one knows that local accent is something rooted in blood and soul...
Su Yourong left, not knowing that Song Sanxi and the others were still undergoing surgery at that time.
If the situation were the same, Su Yourong would have no reservations and try his best to protect his life.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs and thens in the world; there are only just-in-times and thens!
In the middle of the afternoon in Yanjing after she left, there was thunder and lightning and heavy rain.
Song Sanxi walked alone in the rain and got soaked.
A stern face and bloody eyes.
The steps are a bit heavy.
His brain stopped thinking.
Crazy lightning, explosive thunder, and cold heavy rain seemed to be baptizing his soul.
This is the first time since I was reborn that I walked alone in such a heavy way.
Only he knew that if the body function could not keep up, the speed of withdrawing the needle was different, and the needle was withdrawn from the heart wall, Li Ruiyang would probably die.
The heart is tough yet fragile, and the visceral wall and main veins form a perfect closed loop.
Strong blood pressure keeps life going but can also kill it.
Therefore, it is a fact that one chops off one’s head and blood spurts three meters into the sky!
He couldn't forget the shape of the thorn.
Matte handle, 3 mm thick, alloy steel, extremely sharp, with ghostly barbs.
There are still wounds caused by the sharp thorns on his back.
The luckiest thing was that his opponent had no time to remove the thorn and was killed by his sword.
Otherwise, Li Ruiyang's heart would have exploded and he would have left forever.
At some point, a top-grade bulletproof H-flag car slowly stopped in front of Song Sanxi, blocking his way...