The First People's Hospital of Jingjiang City, operating room.

Yang Ming, who was engrossed, was doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for the patient in front of him.

His arm trembled slightly, a fatigue response to prolonged and high-frequency use of muscle groups.

But even with his best efforts, the number representing the heart rate on the ECG monitor was still fixed at 0.

"Drip-"

The undulating heartbeat eventually becomes a straight line.

"The apical pulse is not palpable, and the pulsation of the major arteries such as the carotid artery and the radial artery disappears...... The heart sounds in the various auscultation areas have also disappeared......"

The doctor next to him palpated and patted Yang Ming on the shoulder: "Doctor Yang, you have done your best, stop." ”

The little nurse who was wiping Yang Ming's sweat also followed suit: "Doctor Yang...... According to the regulations, it is time to inform the patient's family. ”

Yang Ming was unconscious, gritted his teeth, and still pressed on the patient's chest one by one.

The surrounding medical colleagues glanced at each other and sighed, intending to pull Yang Ming up.

When they came into contact with Yang Ming, everyone was stunned.

Yang Ming's arm was almost soaked with sweat, the surgical gown was almost glued to it, and there was considerable struggle on the arm that was not strong.

"He's still saved, let me go!"

Yang Ming's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have magical power, which shocked everyone in the operating room.

At this moment, everyone felt his heartfelt emotion - he was really trying to save this patient with all his might.

Even if the person has been medically condemned to death.

"Hey......"

The second assistant physician was a middle-aged man, and he sighed: "To be honest, Dr. Yang Ming is indeed good enough to be the chief surgeon, but after all, he has just finished training and has no experience in auxiliary surgery, so he can't treat the patient's life and death as indifferently as us, so it's too much to let him participate in high-risk surgery and emergency treatment now." ”

The young anesthesiologist standing on the other side seemed to be touched by Yang Ming's medical ethics, and his eyes showed a trace of unbearability: "Or...... Let's go out with Dr. Yang. ”

He understands that as a surgeon, there is no point in seeing a patient's family after his death and causing conflict.

If Yang Ming goes alone, he is likely to be used as a venting object by the patient's family, and he will be cleaned up very badly.

"Xiao Jiang, don't forget, this matter was ordered by Director Feng. If you want to help him take responsibility, you will definitely be put in small shoes. ”

The third assistant physician glanced at Yang Ming, looked at other colleagues, and said in a low voice: "I can understand everyone's feelings, but to put it bluntly, now Feng Dazhi deliberately assigned the critically ill patient to Yang Ming, and also arranged for him to be the chief surgeon, in order to let him carry the black pot, so that he can have an excuse to clean him up......"

"If it had been a month ago, I would have supported everyone, after all, in this society, there are not many doctors like Yang Ming who remember the Hippocratic oath and can still match their words with their deeds in the process of practicing medicine...... However, let's not forget that Feng Dazhi is now on the line of the dean and is a strong candidate for the next vice president. He will be repaid for his teeth, you helped Yang Ming today, and the days in the future may not be so easy......"

After he finished speaking, the person who originally intended to help Yang Ming suddenly fell silent.

In the final analysis, everyone still has to make a living in the hospital, and in order to help Yang Ming put himself on it, it is indeed worth the loss.

With this thought, no one at the medical staff present spoke. Hurriedly cleaned up and slipped out of the operating room one by one.

At this time, Yang Ming finally accepted the fact that the patient had passed away and came back to his senses. He saw everything in his eyes, but he had no intention of begging these people for help.

He understood that he really had no reason to ask others to take responsibility together, after all, all of this was because he offended that Feng Dazhi and was put in small shoes, and he had nothing to do with his colleagues.

He silently pushed open the door and walked out.

The next moment, the patient's family members, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately gathered around.

"Doctor, how is my husband?"

A middle-aged woman with tears on her face nervously grabbed Yang Ming's hand, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Doctor, is my dad okay?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man next to him also asked anxiously: "The doctor who came out just now refused to say it clearly, and they all asked us to find you to understand the situation, saying that you are the chief surgeon." Doctor...... Isn't it inside, is there something going on?"

Yang Ming looked at the patient's family in front of him: the gray-haired old lady who stood trembling, the patient's wife who was dressed frugally and had calluses on her hands, and the relatives and friends of several patients who could be seen at a glance who were not very wealthy.

Obviously, the patients in the operating room should be the pillars of this poor family, bearing most of the family's financial resources, and looking at her wife's dress, life is not easy, maybe even the operation fee is made up by a few poor relatives.

And now, this pillar has fallen.

How will his wife, son, and old mother live in the future?

How do they need to do everything they can to repay this foreign debt that has made their lives worse?

"I ......"

Yang Ming found that he could not take such cruel facts lightly like those old doctors, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't bear to tell the truth.

But if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that others can't think of it.

When the patient's son saw Yang Ming's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, his face suddenly turned pale, he grabbed Yang Ming's arm, and asked in a hurried and nervous tone, "What's wrong with my dad!!?"

The middle-aged woman also reacted at this time, she seemed to guess her husband's situation, her body was weak, and she actually fainted directly.

"Mom!"

The young man called out to her, then looked back angrily: "You quack!"

He didn't give Yang Ming a chance to explain at all, and directly punched him in the face.

A few little nurses who were probing their brains next to them suddenly exclaimed in surprise and ran into the nurses' station.

By the time the head nurse came over with the security guards, Yang Ming had already been beaten up by the angry family members of the patients.

The head nurse knew the situation, shook his head, and didn't embarrass Yang Ming: "Go to the nurse's station and get some medicine." ”

A little nurse next to him hurriedly said, "Doctor Yang, let's go, I'll take you there." ”

Yang Ming glanced at her.

This little nurse's name is Chu Yurou, she is a famous golden flower in the nurse station, with a pair of big eyes, red lips and white teeth, a pretty face, and her long hair looks very innocent on weekdays, and she is the crush of many doctors in the hospital.

The most important thing is that she not only looks like a movie star, but also has a kind heart.

In the past, this kind of perfect woman cared about herself, and Yang Ming had already beaten the snake with the stick.

But at the moment, he was in no mood at all.

“...... Thanks, no need. ”

Yang Ming rejected Chu Yurou's kindness, got up from the ground, and went downstairs a little depressed.

Since he accidentally offended Feng Dazhi on the second day of the internship, Yang Ming was thrown into the clinical department by him with the so-called 'excuse of training newcomers', and was responsible for receiving 'high-risk patients'.

Although from Yang Ming's point of view, no matter which patient, he did his best to save and never gave up easily, and the patient's death had nothing to do with him.

But at the end of the day, he was on the sidelines and witnessed the patient's death.

Life is awe-inspiring, and as long as it is not a vicious person who cares about human life, no one will remain indifferent to the death of a living life before his eyes.

During this period, Yang Ming was panicked, depressed, and overwhelmed, but for the sake of the patient, he chose to paralyze himself - after all, this is to treat the disease and save people, to save a fresh life, at least from the heart, Yang Ming has never felt that he was forced by Feng Dazhi and has been passive and slacking off.

He has done every operation meticulously and on thin ice.

But the man still died.

Once or twice, he could overcome it by willpower, but more and more patients died in front of him, and Yang Ming finally couldn't hold on.

Helplessness and frustration consumed him, and he stumbled to sit down in a cramped corner outside the emergency room, folded his arms, and cried bitterly.

Why, why am I such a waste? After four years of college and two years of regular training, I have learned so many things, and I can only watch these patients die in despair?!!!

How good would it be if I could be more skilled in medicine, and how good it would be if I could save more people......

Yang Ming seemed to have been stunned, and he fell into deep self-blame.

As a result, at this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated a little.

Yang Ming knew that it must have been a message sent by Feng Dazhi to himself.

The hypocrite who had been targeting him everywhere would ask him to write a review report after every rescue failure, and in a grand manner, throw all the blame on him.

Yang Ming suddenly felt unwarranted anger - you know that I don't have as many experience as those old and serious first aid officers, but for the sake of that dirty idea in your heart, you actually forced me to be the first aid surgeon! For this reason, you even ignore the comfort of the patient, can you still be a doctor?!!

You're a brute!

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to scold Feng Dazhi for being a bloody dog on the spot.

After seeing the prompt on the screen, Yang Ming was suddenly stunned.

The information was not sent by Feng Dazhi, in fact, there was no information at all.

The vibration of the phone came from a new WeChat friend request.

Strangely, this friend request not only does not have the sender's name, but also does not have an avatar.

Yang Ming subconsciously pressed in agreement.

The dialog box popped up, and the nickname of his friend directly above made him stunned.

"Soul Authority?"

Then a long list of messages appeared on the screen.

"Hello Dr. Yang. ”

The other party looked polite: "I have been traveling around your world, and because of coincidence, I have witnessed your operation three times. ”

"You're the only doctor I've ever met who can be called a benevolent doctor, and to be honest, I'm very impressed. ”

"But unfortunately, your medical skills are not enough to support your philosophy of healing and saving lives. ”

"But that's okay, as long as you join the Soul Authority and become one of us, it won't be a problem anymore. ”

"Of course, you don't need to be intimidated, in fact your duty is simple - to use your doctor's demonstration to save those who don't deserve to die for the Soul Authority, and we'll give you some 'necessary' help for that. ”