Xiao Li didn't dare to move again, "Okay, I'll stand back, I'll stand back, don't get excited!" He was really going to die, and he didn't understand why the captain hadn't come over yet.

Song Yiran took a firm step and walked into the disposal room.

"Close the door!" The bearded man was very cautious, and did not let his guard down just because Song Yiran was a woman.

Song Yiran silently closed the door and locked it to prove that he had no other thoughts. At this moment, the distance between her and the fierce ~~ prisoner is about three meters, and there is a hostage in the middle.

"Take your mask off. ”

Song Yiran silently took off her mask, revealing her delicate face.

Lei Qianjun's pupils shrank suddenly, he never expected that the person who came in would be her.

I haven't seen her for three years, Song Yiran's facial features have fully grown, and the youth of the little girl is like a bud waiting to bloom on the branches, which makes people look forward to it, and when she grows up, she is like a flower blooming proudly, which makes people even more fascinated.

But why is she here? Is she really a doctor?

"You're not a doctor!" the bearded man shouted, "You're so young, how can you be a doctor!, and why don't you have a stethoscope on you?"

Look, this is still a pretty cerebral tyrant~~ outlaw!

"I'm a doctor, my stethoscope is in the office, and it happened suddenly, so I can't take care of it. Song Yiran said: "I can prove that I am a doctor, can you let me check my colleagues first, it is not my fault that I am young, some people just look tender." ”

The bearded man thought about it for a while and agreed, he didn't care about the woman's life or death, who made her unlucky! But if it could be proved that the woman in front of him was a doctor, it would be very good, at least his brother was saved.

"Okay, come here, walk slowly. ”

The disposal room is a rectangular room, and on the left hand side of the door is a row of iron-framed medicine cabinets with glass doors. It's work time, the door of the medicine frame is unlocked, and it's full of medicines and some simple medical equipment.

On the right side of the door, there is a screen partition for isolation, which should be a consultation bed. There was a small table facing the door, on which there were blood pressure monitors and stethoscopes, as well as duty books and prescription books, and simple physical examination instruments. There were also two chairs in the room, one for the hostages to sit on, and the other for the side to fall, and there was blood on the floor.

It seems that the place where the conflict occurred before should have been at the desk.

The whole room is not big, and the items are placed at a glance. Song Yiran walked over slowly and walked around behind the screen.

The bearded man was obviously more defensive of her, and in his eyes, Lei Qianjun was just a burden who was sick and about to hang up. Therefore, although the bearded man did not let go of Lei Qianjun, the knife was removed, and his eyes were always fixed on Song Yiran, and his vigilance against Lei Qianjun was reduced to the minimum.

But now is not the time to get your hands dirty.

Lei Qianjun's weakness is not pretended, and if an abdominal emergency strikes, it will really kill someone! The most important thing is that when the situation is unclear, he cannot reveal his identity.

Song Yiran was squatting on the ground to check on the injured nurse. She was dragged here after being stabbed, and her condition was better than expected, although she was stabbed twice in the abdomen, but there was no stabbing medicine. Moreover, the nurse was fatter and had a thicker belly, so it looked like she was bleeding a lot, but in fact the bleeding was not large and not life-threatening. She only caused a temporary coma, and may still be frightened.

"She's in a very bad state and needs a blood transfusion!" Song Yiran raised his head and said to the bearded man: "Send her out, otherwise she will die." ”

"What does it matter to me whether she dies or not? I'm letting you see my brother. ”

Lei Qianjun didn't say a word, his hands on his stomach, and his eyes were half-squinted.

"Hurry up, get up and show my brother. The manic bearded man put the knife against Lei Qianjun's neck, "Hurry up, or I'll kill him!"

Song Yiran slowly stood up and went to check the situation of another tyrannical ~~ disciple.

Another violent ~~ disciple was lying on the consultation bed, already in a semi-comatose situation, his body temperature was not high, but he was sweating profusely, his teeth were tightly closed, and he was accompanied by angular arch reflexion and increased muscle tone.

Song Yiran's inspection methods are very professional, and the doubts in Lei Qianjun's heart are getting bigger and bigger.

When the bearded man saw Song Yiran roll his brother's eyelids, he shouted anxiously, "How is he, what disease does he have?"

Song Yiran ignored him, put his hand under the patient's neck again, and then raised it slightly hard.

The neck is stiff.

Song Yiran went to test his pulse again, and the result was that there was an increase in heart rate as she expected.

"Will you even look at what's wrong with my brother?"

Song Yiran asked him: "Has he had any symptoms such as dizziness and fatigue, difficulty swallowing, weak chewing, and paroxysmal spasms all over his body in the past few days?"

The bearded man was a little dumbfounded, and nodded, "Yes! What's wrong with him?"

"He must have had a traumatic injury seven or eight days ago, right?"

The bearded man's face was cloudy, "Why are you asking this?"

"Save him! Our doctor must ask us about the medical history so that we can judge what the disease is, otherwise you think that we are immortals, and we can be cured without asking anything clearly. ”

The bearded man gritted his teeth and said, "You are not small!" He looks hideous, it is okay to scare and scare ordinary people, but if he wants to scare Song Yiran, he is obviously impossible.

"You like to talk about it or not, it is the patient's condition that is delayed, and if anything happens to him again, you are responsible for it. ”

The bearded man thought for a while before he said: "I was injured, and I was pierced by a foreign nail under my foot, and it has been a few days, but it is not good." ”

"That's right!

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, "Left foot." ”

Song Yiran put on a mask, took off the shoes on his left foot with great disgust, took off his socks, and carefully looked at the wounds on his feet.

"Tetanus, onset within two weeks of injury. Song Yiran got up and said, "Fatal illness!"

The bearded man, who had apparently heard of the daimyo of tetanus, asked anxiously, "What then?"

"Antiviral, antiinfective, antispasmodic combination therapy, neutralizes free toxins, inhibits tetanus bacilli. Treatment with penicillin, diazepam, chlorpromazine. ”

The bearded man was dumbfounded, he didn't understand a word, but it also showed that he was indeed a doctor and very professional.

Lei Qianjun didn't say a word from beginning to end, but he was silently watching Song Yiran's every move the whole time, and when he heard the professional medical terms she said, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking.

The bearded man was a little stunned at this moment, "Then, what's the matter." ”

"Did you come to the hospital at the risk of treating him?"

The bearded man nodded, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Song Yiran in horror, "Are you a doctor?"