In the past, because of his father Ye Tao's illness, Ye Nantian not only studied solutions in Western medicine, but also devoted himself to traditional Chinese medicine, and he studied some ancient books and ancient prescriptions.

Naturally, this prescription was obtained in an ancient book.

At this time, in the operating tent, the surgical nurses were cleaning up the equipment of the previous operation.

And Zhang Kun sat on the side, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes showed red threads, although his eyes were still firm, it was undeniable that Zhang Kun seemed to be about to reach the limit of what he could hold.

The surgical nurse next to her also saw the abnormality of Zhang Kun's face, and said softly: "Doctor Zhang, why don't you take a rest, it's okay to sleep for a few hours, it's ...... to go on like this." ”

Before the nurse finished speaking, Zhang Kun waved his hand directly, and said in a slightly weak voice: "It's okay, I know my body!"

As he spoke, the curtain of the surgical tent opened again, and the nurse who had been holding Zhang Kun's prescription walked in with a bowl of black medicinal soup.

The medicinal soup was still steaming, and a pungent smell came to the face.

The nurse slowly walked up to Zhang Kun with the medicinal soup, but when she stood in front of Zhang Kunshen, she hesitated, and she could hear Dr. Li's words clearly.

The effects and side effects of this bowl of medicinal soup .......

However, until this time, seeing Dr. Zhang in front of her, with a pale face and red eyes, the nurse's heart suddenly tightened.

Having already done so much, why risk your own life.

For what?

The nurse couldn't figure it out, but she knew her chest was tight.

She is also from Xin'an, and even her family members are injured and are in the queue behind, but at this time, I don't know why, how much she hopes that Zhang Kun can take a good rest.

She looked at Zhang Kun with the medicinal soup, her eyes were slightly red: "Doctor Zhang, don't you drink this medicine, okay? Your body will not be able to stand it!"

Zhang Kun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "You also know this prescription?" ”

The nurse bit her lip and shook her head, "Doctor Li told me!"

"Doctor Li? No wonder!" Zhang Kun chuckled, and then, in the nurse's astonishment, took the decoction in her hand, and sent it directly to her mouth, regardless of whether it was hot or not.

"Dr. Zhang......!" exclaimed the nurse.

A bowl of medicinal soup was drunk in his throat, and almost in the blink of an eye, Zhang Kun's pale face was a little ruddy, and his spirit on his face improved significantly.

After drinking a wipe of his mouth, Zhang Kun returned the bowl to the nurse, then stood up and stretched: "The effect is good, much more comfortable!"

Immediately, Zhang Kun showed a smile on his face, and looked at the nurse who was looking at him blankly: "Although there will be some side effects, what is it compared to the injured who can be saved in these times?"

"I'm still young, it's a big deal to rest for two or three months, but this bowl of medicine may save the lives of several more patients, which is more important, people will always have a choice, and this is my choice!"

"Okay, okay, the spirit is back, everyone has to cheer up, there are still many patients waiting for us, we have to continue to work hard!"

"Go get the next patient in......!"

With an empty bowl, the nurse was almost kicked out of the tent by Zhang Kun, and then, a seriously ill patient was sent out of the tent, and a race against death began again .......

The nurse stood outside the tent, her heart was so stuffy, her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the tent and see Zhang Kun who was busy on the operating table inside.

"Dr. Zhang......!" the nurse muttered.

A figure was deeply imprinted into her heart at this moment, and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime!

There was once a young doctor, his surname was Zhang, he was young and tall, and most importantly, he gambled with his life and saved countless lives .......

I don't know when such a story began to spread in Xin'an, where the source is, no one knows, what Dr. Zhang looks like, the only thing I know is his name, Zhang Kun!

......

The sun slowly rises to its highest, then begins to set again, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

In the operating tent, Zhang Kun's face was dull, his eyes looked at the patient on the temporary operating table without any emotion, and his hands were steadily pinching the needle, slowly stitching up the surgical wound for the patient.

"Alright, send it out, get ready for the next one!"

Zhang Kun's voice and calm, calm and terrifying, seemed to have no feelings.

He seemed to be in a strange state, as if he were an isolated person, looking indifferently at the whole world, and nothing could attract the slightest attention from him.

The face is flat, the eyes are flat, and the speech is also flat, as if, robot!

The surgical nurses hurriedly sent the patient who had just finished the operation out of the surgical tent, while Zhang Kun stood quietly in front of the temporary operating table, standing quietly, without the slightest intention of moving, he was waiting for the next operation.

At this time, it was already eleven o'clock at night, and fifteen hours had passed since he drank the Qi Replenishing and Returning Divine Formula, and the medicinal effect of the Qi Replenishing and Divine Prescription had already faded, but Zhang Kun was still standing here.

Although his face was pale, his hands were still steady.

It's just that Zhang Kun lost all his feelings at all, and completed one operation after another in a dull manner.

Fortunately, Zhang Kun's good luck does not seem to have dissipated, since last night until now, Zhang Kun has undergone 32 surgeries, all of which have been successful.

On the way, Dean Qi, Physician Li, and others all came, hoping to persuade Zhang Kun to take a break, but they were all looked back by Zhang Kun's faint eyes.

The look was bland, but everyone saw persistence in it.

Someone even looked at those plain, seemingly empty eyes, opened their mouths, but without even saying a word, they turned away.

It's not that they don't want to dissuade Zhang Kun, but in those eyes, they already know that no matter how they dissuade, it's useless.

Zhang Kun stood quietly beside the operating table, waiting for the start of the next operation, when the surgical nurse who had just sent the patient out ran in with a look of surprise.

"Doctor Zhang, there are no more patients, there are no more patients......!"

The nurse's voice was full of surprise, she was already the fifth batch of rotating nurses, but she already knew Zhang Kun's situation from the nurse who took over.

The doctor, who didn't seem to be as big as her, had been on the operating table for twenty-eight hours.

And in those twenty-eight hours, he saved the lives of thirty-two wounded.

On the way, Dean Qi and other doctors came to persuade Dr. Zhang to rest, and they all saw it, but Dr. Zhang all lightly refused.

However, although Zhang Kun didn't say it, the nurse could feel that this Dr. Zhang must be very tired, very tired, but for the sake of the patient, he was persevering.

Now, there are no patients who need surgery, so Dr. Zhang can always take a break, even if it's just for a few hours.

"No?" Zhang Kun beside the operating table asked with a flat face.

"No, really no, Dr. Zhang!" the nurse nodded hurriedly.

At this time, Zhang Kun seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking from the world around him, the corners of Zhang Kun's stiff mouth twitched, and an ugly smile finally appeared on his face.

"There's no more......!"

As if talking to himself, Zhang Kun slowly let out a breath, and then suddenly there was a sharp pain in his mind, Zhang Kun's eyes turned black, and his body began to shake.

At this time, the tent was opened again, and five or six figures walked in one after another, and when they saw Zhang Kun swaying next to the operating table, countless exclamations came.

Dr. Zhang ....... ”

"Brother....... ”

"Zhang Kun ......!"

The voice was so familiar, Zhang Kun, whose eyes were black, tried to raise his head, but at this time his eyes were blurred, and he seemed to see Dean Qi, Dean Li, his sister Lixue, and a familiar figure.

Who is it? so familiar.......

However, Zhang Kun didn't have time to see clearly, he suddenly slammed and fell backwards.