Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Second Brother Can't Take Anesthetics
Quiet, there was an eerie silence all around.
After Qi Tianyuan saw Zhang Yifei's ghostly figure, he had already set off a monstrous wave in his heart.
Qi Tianyuan felt that he already knew Zhang Yifei's strength very well, but as he learned more, his heart became more and more shocked.
First is the bizarre post-war psychological syndrome, followed by the strange skill, and today it is a ghostly figure.
This is an enigmatic man, and his body is full of all the unknowns.
When you feel like you know enough about his strengths, then you're very wrong.
The first to react was Qi Yuting, who ran frantically towards Zhang Yifei and shouted in panic: "Yifei, Yifei!"
Qi Tianyuan also reacted in an instant, and immediately pointed to all the bodyguards: "Quick, call an ambulance and protect Mrs." ”
The bodyguards surrounded the group and pulled out their guns with a cold face.
Zhang Yifei was very depressed, didn't he stand here and make such a fuss?
But Zhang Yifei knew that Qi Yuting felt that she had owed him twenty-seven years, and now her son had been shot in front of her, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.
Although Zhang Yifei was only shot in the leg, after all, mother and son are connected.
hugged Zhang Yifei tightly and said that he was unwilling to let go, while Zhang Yifei stood there helplessly.
How many times have I fantasized about being held by my mother?
Now Zhang Yifei is numb, and there is no trace of feeling in his heart.
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Zhang Yifei wanted to leave on the spot, he didn't want to go to the hospital, he just wanted to be the same as before, like a lone wolf, he was seriously injured and hid in the corner by himself to lick!
Looking at Qi Yuting and Shao Ningdie's pleading eyes, Zhang Yifei's heart was shaken.
Even he didn't know why he was shaken.
Zhang Yifei took out a cigarette from his arms, you lit it for yourself, and glanced at Qi Tianyuan not far away.
Seeing Zhang Yifei's gaze, Qi Tianyuan's face was bitter, since he arrived and left the river, it seemed that his duty had become to wipe this person's buttocks.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it. ”
"Thank you. Zhang Yifei got into the car after speaking.
Shao Ningdie, Qi Yuting, and Zhao Xiwen followed.
Along the way, the three of them looked frightened and burst into tears.
The car rushed to the door of the hospital's emergency center, and a group of doctors and nurses who had already been notified surrounded and carried Zhang Yifei into the operating room on a stretcher.
Zhang Yifei never dreamed that he would use a stretcher one day.
Looking at Qi Yuting's pleading eyes, Zhang Yifei did not refuse.
The red light in the operating room turned on, and Qi Yuting breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Qi, Mr. Zhao, rest assured, Yifei has nothing to do. Shao Ningdie looked at the eager eyes of the mother and son, and said softly comfortingly.
"Ning Die, do you think he will forgive me, will he go with me?"
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In the operating room, Zhang Yifei's pants were cut and thrown away by the nurse, and he lay naked on the operating table.
This injury is nothing to Zhang Yifei, but today he is really tired, he doesn't want to do anything, let alone move, he just wants to stay quiet for a while.
Zhang Yifei closed his eyes tightly and lay quietly, and the doctors and nurses around him were busy shuttling back and forth.
Lying down, Zhang Yifei's eyes suddenly opened, as if he remembered something, and hurriedly sat up slowly from the operating table.
The doctors and nurses were shocked: "What are you doing?
Zhang Yifei ignored them, his head hanging down to look at his injuries......
The doctors and nurses were so anxious that they stomped their feet: "Lie down quickly! You are responsible for delaying the operation!"
Zhang Yifei looked at a very dazzling blood hole on his thigh, the blood had coagulated, and the red stained his entire leg, the corners of Zhang Yifei's mouth skimmed, revealing a sad look, and then slowly glanced at the doctors and nurses, and said with a crying voice: "...... Damn, my thighs are broken!"
Black lines on the faces of doctors and nurses.
"It's broken! It turns out to be a white and slippery ......" Zhang Yifei was very sad, his upper body was already full of scars, and there was no pure land.
But fortunately, the lower half of the body is white and flawless, and now it is good, and the only piece of pure land is now stained with a trace of dust.
Ignore the chill in the room!
Zhang Yifei propped one hand on the stage, and the other hand stretched out between his legs with difficulty, and said in a worried tone: "...... Second brother, what's the matter?"
All the doctors and nurses looked at Zhang Yifei one by one.
With a few gentle strokes with his hand, the second brother probed his brain, and the tiger was vigorous.
stared at the second brother affectionately, as if looking at the goddess of deep love: "The second brother is fortunate not to hurt your old man, otherwise the sexual happiness of my life would really be ruined in your hands." ”
Several nurse sisters wearing sterile gowns and masks turned their heads shyly, unable to bear to see this obscene and cheap picture.
The chief surgeon sighed, turned his head to the anesthesiologist and said, "Turn him over and shut him up!"
The anesthesiologist was just about to inject, but there was still Zhang Yifei's person in front of him.
When I looked closely, I found that Zhang Yifei was already lying on the pit, his eyes closed.
Looking at Zhang Yifei, who was lying motionless on the pit, the anesthesiologist was very puzzled and asked the director of surgery who was in charge of the surgery: "Director, are you still taking anesthetics?"
The director of surgery sighed: "Give him an injection, in case he wakes up in pain halfway, he will take the second brother for a long time to check, who can stand it?"
The doctors and nurses in the room nodded their heads in agreement.
When the anesthesiologist was about to give Zhang Yifei anesthetic, Zhang Yifei suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as wide as donkey eyes, and he stared at the anesthesiologist tightly.
The anesthesiologist was taken aback by the sudden change.
"I don't have hemp injections, I resolutely don't take hemp injections, it is very likely that the injections will affect the second brother's sexual well-being in the future, if the second brother is excited in the future, I suddenly have no feeling which of you is responsible?"
The attending doctor and all the doctors and nurses looked at Zhang Yifei on the operating table with a black line!