Chapter 245: Death Doesn't Change
"Ahem, Dr. Zhao actually knows about the operation on the patient. ”
The dean walked up to Ding Zijian and said that this was a matter of their Chunyang Hospital and had nothing to do with Ding Zijian.
"Nothing to do? I don't think it's up to you. ”
In the hands of the lawyer, there is a document signed by Fei Fei himself, which has legal effect, and Ding Zijian now represents Fei Fei, so he asked the police to arrest Zhao Chuanyang now.
After hearing what happened, the people who came to deal with it were also very embarrassed, and they had never handled anything like it.
"That's it, I'll go back with you, but the whole thing is done by me alone, and it has nothing to do with Gao Bin Han Nuo. ”
Zhao Chuanyang also didn't want to cause trouble to the people's public servants, so he consciously expressed his willingness to go to the detention center for a day and wait for Fei Fei to wake up.
As for holding herself accountable or something, when Fei Fei wakes up, if she feels that she was wrong to save her life, then she will admit it.
When he was taken away, he patted Gao Bin on the shoulder, there was only so much he could do, and the rest would be left to them.
"Don't worry. ”
Gao Bin will definitely not let Zhao Chuanyang be slandered by Ding Zijian.
"Why doesn't he have to be handcuffed? ”
Ding Zijian was obviously not satisfied with this result, even if he was taken to the detention center, Zhao Chuanyang did not have a scared expression at all.
"Dr. Zhao is not our prisoner, do you think there is anything wrong with what we are doing?"
The person who was taught by Ding Zijian pointed to the law enforcement recorder on his chest, everything they did was recorded, if Ding Zijian was not satisfied, he could directly complain, and they accepted all supervision.
Zhao Chuanyang sat in the police car with a smile and waved his hand at Ding Zijian, in fact, he is also a very talented person, but unfortunately, he always uses his energy for some unnecessary parts, if only he could understand that dealing with himself does not make him more powerful.
"Alright, now you can get out of the way. ”
Zhao Chuanyang was taken away, why, they still didn't let go?
"I'm sorry, it's not time to be tempted, and the patient has just had surgery and needs to rest, please go back. ”
Before Gao Bin could speak, the dean spoke, and politely asked the security guard to invite Ding Zijian and his party out.
The dean has always been timid and afraid, but now everyone is bullying him, and their hospital is counting on Zhao Chuanyang to support the scene, if something happens to Zhao Chuanyang, then their hospital will be finished.
Therefore, even if the dean completely offends Ding Zijian, he will not feel pity.
"Dean Ding, we really can't break in, otherwise, we will be the ones who break the law. ”
The lawyer said on the side, after all, this is people's home field, and if they really do it, they will be unreasonable first, and it will be self-defeating when the time comes.
"I didn't pay you to talk to me about this!"
Ding Zijian glared at the lawyer, who shrank his head in fright and didn't dare to say anything more.
"Okay, since you shrimp soldiers and crabs are bent on protecting Zhao Chuanyang, then you will maintain it, anyway, sooner or later you will understand that mixing with Zhao Chuanyang will not end well. ”
Ding Zijian took the people away, Gao Bin and Han Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, and finally sent this plague god out.
The next thing they had to do was wait, wait for Fei Fei to wake up.
Zhao Chuanyang didn't feel anything bad in the detention center, but felt very quiet.
He closed his eyes, entered his deep consciousness, and in his mind opened the Supreme Scalpel system to continue the simulated operation.
What he has to do now is to improve his medical skills without wasting a single bit of time.
Although he has been able to perform a lot of difficult surgeries with the help of the system, he is still constantly improving his medical skills and hopes to do better.
After all, there is still a gap between him and top international doctors, such as Zhao Tiancheng.
He felt that his father's existence was like a mountain, firmly blocking his way, and if he wanted to become stronger, he could only try his best to surpass his father, but this matter was difficult, more difficult than everything Zhao Chuanyang had ever done.
If my father's medical skills were really so skilled, why did he go along with the people of that group?
Maybe it was because he thought that Zhao Tiancheng made Zhao Chuanyang a little distracted, his hand holding the scalpel shook a little, and the system sounded a beep beep, and the position where he had just gone under the knife was one centimeter off, and the operation was judged a failure by the system.
The difference is a small difference, a thousand miles away, being a doctor is like this, a little error may harm the lives of others, so be careful.
In addition to him, there was a person in the detention center, who seemed to be drunk, and lay there with a strong smell of alcohol.
Zhao Chuanyang asked the guard, and heard that it was a famous drunkard in the neighborhood who fainted at the door of the police station after getting drunk that day, and was brought in.
Looking at him, it seemed that he had drunk a lot, Zhao Chuanyang kindly walked over and wanted him to lie down more comfortably, but found that he didn't seem to be an ordinary drunk.
He propped open the drunkard's eyes with his hands, and found that the eyes on both sides were equal to the size of the round, and his head was covered with sweat, and his face was red, and his breathing was very rapid.
Zhao Chuanyang pried his mouth open again and saw that his throat was a little swollen.
Is it a disulfiram-like reaction?
Zhao Chuanyang is a doctor, and his instincts tell him that the person in front of him may not be simply drunk.
Although it was none of his business to decide what was going on, the doctor did not believe in luck and was reluctant to take risks.
He rummaged through the drunkard's pocket for a while and found a box of cephalosporin capsules and some cold medicine on his body.
And so it was.
"Come on, hurry up and help!"
Zhao Chuanyang asked the drunk man to lie down, and then shouted to the people outside if there were chopsticks.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Chuanyang didn't have time to explain, just let the guards do it, and the guards on duty didn't dare to disobey when they heard that Zhao Chuanyang was a doctor, so they hurriedly brought the chopsticks.
"Call an ambulance. ”
He shoved his chopsticks into the drunkard's throat as he commanded the guards, provoking him to vomit a lot of wine.
The flush on the drunkard's face receded a little, and he regained a little consciousness and reacted to the light.
"He probably drank alcohol after eating cephalosporin, so he had a disulfiram-like reaction, and I just induced vomiting on him, but he still has to go to the hospital to deal with it. ”
Zhao Chuanyang borrowed a pen and wrote a list and asked the guards to give it to the doctor.