The person who suddenly wanted to see me was the director of the hospital's cardiovascular center, and the meeting place was the CCU (cardiac intensive care) unit.

Steve swiped his card to open the door and took me to the city hospital for a critical cardiac illness. The moment Steve swiped the curfew, I still had a trace of inexplicable envy. The so-called access control is nothing more than to make it impossible for people who are not allowed to enter, and I am not given permission.

After changing into a special isolation gown and shoes, he walked cautiously behind Steve, the sound of various sounds of the machine came and went, but there were few figures in sight, most of the beds were surrounded by instruments, and when he looked closely, he found the nurses hidden in them, some were recording, some were observing, some were talking, no matter what they were doing, they all looked relaxed and rigorous.

Steve took me to the third room, which was a single room, full of people, unlike any other ward. It was still a curfew, when the door opened, the people in the room turned to look at me, I saw the director of the cardiovascular center who had received me and Dr. Fan, and some foreigners who looked all kinds of things, and what was surprising was that Dr. Fan was also present, two or three days ago I heard that he was going to attend an academic conference, but I didn't expect to be back. There were also some tall and burly people in dark blue uniforms in the crowd, some of whom looked like security guards?

“This is Tong.” I don't know why Steve introduced me to everyone, but it wasn't hard to tell from their facial expressions and the look in their eyes that it wouldn't be too bad at least.

“Please explain something to her.” The director of the cardiovascular center was surrounded by everyone, and he smiled at me and whispered something to Dr. Fan next to him.

"It's amazing to hear about your feat. "Dr. Fan walked through the crowd and walked up to me, he was wearing the hospital's overalls and had a badge on his chest, and that alone showed that he was treated differently than I did. When the doctor was a head taller than me, I had to look up at him, but he came up and patted me on the shoulder, leaned over to my ear, and praised me.

"Huh?" I turned my head to look at him, was he talking about the patient who had been resuscitated just now? Before going abroad, Zhang Xiuran deliberately replaced my mobile phone screensaver with a sentence: Be a man with your tail between your legs. I always remember that I didn't dare to be arrogant, so I not only clamped my tail, but also put my claws and teeth in.

"Pretend to be confused, just this patient. As Dr. Fan's eyes pointed over, the man lying on the intensive care bed was the man who was wandering inside and outside the ghost gate just now.

"Still alive?!" is probably the nurse who helped the man comb, and after changing into a hospital gown, he is really different from the beginning. I almost jumped up with excitement as I grabbed Dr. Fan's arm, my joy overflowing, my eyes bent into a crescent moon, the stars kept spilling out of my sockets, and the whole world was shining.

Maybe I was too excited, but Dr. Fan immediately grabbed my flying hand and hid it behind me, "Don't get excited! Don't get excited! There are so many people here!"

Oh oh oh! I remembered what Zhang Xiuran said, and immediately silenced, glanced at the foreigners on the side, and lowered my head a little embarrassed. I wanted to push my glasses with my hand to relieve the embarrassing scene, but I found that my hand was still being pulled by Dr. Fan in the palm of my hand.

His hands were large enough to cover my little fists, their knuckles were angular, and their nails were fairly clean-cut, which, like our Dr. Jialuo, was wasted for anything but a musical instrument and a scalpel.

But...... How can he pull my hand? Hmph! I'm a married woman!

I was clever and immediately pulled my hand out of his palm, in addition to being embarrassed, I was actually a little weak-hearted, as if I had done something sorry for Luo Shaoqian...... I looked up and met Doctor Fan's eyes, Mom...... and staggered each other in an instant......

"When the surgeon came back to report the incident, everyone was surprised, and the whole operating room and cardiovascular center felt incredible, a little girl from China single-handedly performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation for 45 minutes for a patient who had given up resuscitation, and the patient's heart successfully rebounded. Everyone is curious that you, a magical oriental girl, have such amazing perseverance and perseverance. Dr. Fan completely avoided the hint of embarrassment just now, and began to babble for a long time. I'm about to fly, is it that powerful?

But how can the police still come? This kid is still guilty? Doctor Fan thought about it for a while, and then said that it has nothing to do with me.

The foreigners gathered around, including the policemen, and they spoke so fast that I couldn't understand what they were talking about. The director called Dr. Fan over, and the two of them connected to each other, and looked at me from time to time. It seems like...... I didn't dare to leave, I could only stand still, the patient on the bed was quite weak, he had wires on his body, and there were several intravenous accesses, he barely moved, except for twisting his head and moving his neck, his eyes were scattered, and occasionally he listened to what others were saying, most of the time he was empty.

He...... I probably didn't know that an hour ago, I had exhausted all my obsession and strength to save his life...... It doesn't matter if you know or not, it's life that is feared, not someone's life. I watched as the data on the bedside monitor flickered and changed, the breathing curve showed a perfect water wave line with the ups and downs of the chest, the blood pressure and heart rate were stable, and the microinfusion pump on the other side was followed by several rehydration fluids, the machine was "ticking" to show the infusion volume and remaining dose, and the humidified water in the oxygen device was "gurgling" Bubbling in the ground, oxygen is moistened with water and sent through the nose to the body, and I can almost imagine cell after cell and organ slowly becoming active and powerful with the active efforts of all parties.

I have hated the sounds of various instruments in the night ward countless times, disturbing the cleanliness and often making it difficult for patients to sleep, but at this time I feel that these sounds are extremely beautiful, they represent positive treatment, they represent the signal of life, and they represent the heart that does not stop beating......

The foreigners finally finished talking, and when they dispersed, everyone who walked by me seemed to be casting a look of approval and admiration at me, Zhang Xiuran said that people's self-feeling should not be too good, and it was easy to be happy and sad, but at this moment, I was quite enjoying such recognition and appreciation, I felt that I had some hanging, like the night when I first intersected with Luo Shaoqian many years ago, and I was the only one in the auditorium of my alma mater.

My tail was exposed again, and I couldn't clamp it, and I was caught by Dr. Fan, "Don't be shy, come with me to the director's office." ”