Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Fool and the 'Scholar'

Wang Yao followed the vice president to the disinfection room, and listened to the vice president explain some rules and some important responsibility issues. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Yao stripped naked and underwent disinfection, and after changing into a disinfection suit, only a pair of eyes remained, flashing brightly.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a nurse said to the vice president with some embarrassment, "Dean, Liu Lao must come in." ”

"Old Liu, what are you doing here?" the vice president looked at the old man with a smile and a smile.

"I'm going to get healed. Liu Fang entered the door and began to unbutton the long shirt, "Bring the letter of responsibility and I will sign it." ”

"Old Liu, you..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Liu Fang snorted coldly.

"Have you thought about it?" Seeing Liu Fang's resolute face, the vice president frowned, "I've really thought about it." ”

"Life is bigger than the sky, it's too late to think about it. Liu Fang waved his hand and entered the disinfection machine.

The vice president looked at the old and the young, and shook his head with a smile, "Yes, they are all doctors, just me, a bad person, Xiao Li, go and bring the special responsibility letter." ”

After a pause, the vice president gritted his teeth, "Bring the letter of joint and several responsibility of the hospital." ”

"What are you going to do?" Liu Fang, who was wearing a disinfectant suit, was stunned.

"Who made you my master, I can't go against the grain. The vice dean's face was full of helplessness.

Wang Yaoleng looked at Liu Fang for a moment, "Old Liu, what do you want?"

"Boy, you have no experience, you have to come with me. Liu Fang smiled and put on gloves.

Zhao Lirong's two sons and two godsons were guarding the corridor, watching the doctors come and go more and more frightened, and the flickering 'rescue' made everyone even suppress their breathing.

It was as if the smell of death was in the air.

The vice president walked into the rescue room with Wang Yao and Liu Fang, who were fully armed, and Zhang Jin looked at the figure walking behind and frowned.

It's familiar.

But a short time after they entered, the door opened again, and a nurse walked out, "Who are the patient's family?"

Everyone's hearts slammed.

The eldest brother stood up and sat down again, was helped up by his wife, and choked up, "Doctor, I am." ”

"The patient is not in good condition and needs major surgery, so you can sign it. The nurse said.

"Is this, a critical illness notice?" Gong Hanlin asked with red eyes.

"Yes. The nurse nodded.

"What about Xiao Yao?" Big Brother blinked, his misty eyes filled.

"Brother, sign it first, you can't delay. The second brother took the pen and signed.

At this time, Wang Yao, who had already entered the operating room, looked at the old lady who was covered by a blue cloth and had a face that had been inserted with tubes all over her body, and was full of pain, especially the blood at the incision.

"What's wrong?" the chief surgeon asked suspiciously, as he watched the vice president bring two people in.

"You're done with a period of surgery?" asked the vice dean.

"In the end. The dean in charge of the control came over and said, "The patient's condition is no longer optimistic, and success or failure is within ten minutes." ”

"Your responsibilities are over, and then the next thing is mine. Liu Fang put the things he had brought with him on the table.

"Old Liu?" exclaimed the dean and the chief surgeon at the same time.

"Break this out and give it to the patient. Liu Fang took out a pill and handed it to the assistant doctor.

The assistant doctor glanced at the dean.

"Go ahead. The vice president patted the assistant doctor on the shoulder, "Next, it's a miracle." ”

All the doctors in the operating room retreated, looking at Liu Fang and Wang Yao inside, and the vice president took the DV to shoot.

"Boy, are you ready?" Liu Fang burned silver needles on the alcohol lamp.

Wang Yao opened his eyes, and he couldn't see his smile on his mask, but he should be laughing, "Old Liu, fellow cultivators are benevolent and virtuous, and help the world to maintain health." ”

"Those who are not close to God are not doctors, but the boy is a doctor. Liu Fang laughed and ripped off the blue cloth on the old lady's body.

Liu Fang's silver needles flickered under the lamp, piercing every vein.

Wang Yao quietly took out the set of jade needles brought out by the ancestral tomb from the revival space.

Unlock all the Lucky Auras.

"Lucky Aura On, Countdown 0:26:59"

It sounded in Wang Yao's mind like the death bell of the Grim Reaper.

Wang Yao held a jade needle in his hand, looking for an acupuncture point on the old lady's left arm, and the old lady's current physical condition came to mind, including the flow of blood, and even the reproduction and death of cells.

Wang Yaodu is clear.

At the same time, reputation is also burning rapidly.

"Is this child's needle reflective or on fire?" The doctors outside also paid attention to the conspicuous jade needle in Wang Yao's hand, and when Wang Yao's first needle pierced, the jade needle turned red like a glow stick.

"This?" the dean's eyes widened in disbelief.

"This could be a paper clip, the needle management is blood, and the needle can filter the blood toxin. The vice president said in a deep voice, and the DV in his hand trembled a little.

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"Wang Yao is gone?" Xu Qingmei squatted on the side of the water heater and watched Zheng Jingjing fiddle with her mobile phone.

"Well, I heard that there seems to be something. Zheng Jingjing nodded, a little uneasy.

"Hey, this kid is so annoying to let Fei Fei suffer so much. Xu Qingmei sighed while holding the hot water cup.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Jingjing raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I didn't refuse, I didn't accept it, which made Fei Fei still don't want to get into trouble, hey, it's good to bite her mouth. Xu Qingmeijiao said with a smile.

"Oh. Zheng Jingjing replied lightly.

"You don't seem to be happy?" asked Xu Qingmei cautiously as she sipped hot water.

I don't know why, my heart is a little panicked. Zheng Jingjing looked up at the moon, today's moon is very round, like a big jade plate.

"You're just too worried about him. Xu Qingmei squinted her eyes and chuckled, "Don't worry, he is a person who doesn't need others to worry about." ”

Zheng Jingjing paused for a moment, "Why do you say that?"

"Feeling. Xu Qingmei smiled, "He grew up in a single-parent family, and later became an orphan, his thinking will definitely be different from ours, and he is very smart, well, and very powerful." ”

"Awesome?" Zheng Jingjing frowned and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Yes, not everyone can pack it for three years. Xu Qingmei squinted her eyes and smiled, "He's like that big bird." If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster, if you don't fly, you can soar into the sky, you don't need others to worry about it at all, he is used to being alone. ”

Zheng Jingjing blinked, nodded thoughtfully, and glanced at Xu Qingmei, "You seem to know him very well." ”

"My grandfather said that. Xu Qingmei said with a smile, "Grandpa said that he has a spirit of 'scholar' in the past, and has a literary style." ”

"What is a 'shi'?" Zheng Jingjing asked suspiciously.

Xu Qingmei thought for a moment and said

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun. ”

"Sounds a little silly. Zheng Jingjing paused for a moment and smiled a little sweetly.

"Then listen to this, although tens of millions of people will go to me!" Xu Qingmei snorted coquettishly with a small fist.

"Well, it's still a bit silly. Zheng Jingjing smiled even more happily.

"Not humble or arrogant, self-contained, drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool the blood. Xu Qingmei blinked and met Zheng Jingjing, who was smiling happily.

The two looked at each other for a moment and laughed in unison.

"It's as if he's a fool himself. ”

The fools in Xu Qingmei and Zheng Jingjing's mouths are pressing their whole lives on the one-ten-thousandth resurrection at this time.

Because of the overconcentration of energy, the muscles tightened, and the face wrapped behind the mask had become crystal hideous, and the green tendons on the temples had gushed out like dragons.

The red eyes stared at the blood and medicinal juices circulating in the veins in front of him for a moment.

The slightest mistake will make him doomed.

Because he didn't save his godmother by mistake, it was enough to make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

And the worldly things that come with it will crush everything about this seventeen-year-old boy.

But he had no choice but to go.

Because he can save people, he must go up.

What is the spirit of the scholar?

In the eyes of most people, the 'shi' thing may be a fool.

They are not as powerful as heroes, nor are they as powerful as eunuchs.

This group of fools is no different from ordinary people on weekdays, and even a little stupid, but once the whole society is in turmoil, when the weak are bullied, when justice is subverted, when morality is shouldered, when people begin to give up their dignity for the sake of life, when the opportunity to change the world is given up by everyone, when everyone is indifferent to onlookers.

When everyone compromises with reality, no one wants to follow their conscience.

These fools will stand up and say to all this, "No, you don't want to take it, I'll come." ”

This is the taxi.

Jing Ke of Thorn Qin is a scholar, and the wind is sluggish and the water is cold.

Mencius takes righteousness as a scholar, the people are precious, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light.

Du Fu's pen can reach the sky, the career is not smooth, there are tens of millions of mansions, and the poor people in the world are happy.

Yue Fei is loyal to the country and is a scholar, thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons.

Wang Yangming is a scholar, and his heart is bright, so he can't say anything.

Yu Qian is a scholar, supporting the building to fall and turning the tide in the fall.

Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty was a scholar, the Son of Heaven guarded the country, and the king died.

Wen Tianxiang was martyred as a soldier, and he sighed in the ocean, and said he was terrified on the beach.

And the prime minister who studied for the rise of China.

There are too many such fools in the history of China, who go forward and succeed, either for the country or for the people, sacrificing their lives and forgetting death, completely ignoring themselves.

It is precisely because of these fools, the descendants of the trillions of dragons, that they have been able to prosper and continue to extinction.

If the country lives and dies for profit, will it not be avoided because of good and evil? (To be continued.) )