"It's hopeless, go get a death certificate. The fat doctor looked at the half-dead Feng Cui in front of him without any fluctuations, and took off the blood-stained gloves, with his skills, he could do some simple treatment at most, and it was too late to send him to other hospitals now.

Life and death are fate, and the fat doctor feels that this woman's life may have to be directly explained here.

"Anyway, it's a criminal, there's no pity, I heard that it's those dirty things that are done [three years of blood earning, and the death penalty is not lost], so be like that, die a well-deserved death. The anesthesiologist next to him said.

At this time, a doctor next to him shook his head and said: "Procedural justice and result justice, even if she is sentenced, she will be sentenced to death and will not run away, at most it will be a reprieve, but this process is not like this, even if it is a well-known villain before being tried, we must try our best to save his life, we are doctors, doctors." ”

The fat doctor shrugged his shoulders, he understands the truth, but if people can't be saved, what can be done, if the technology is not good enough, he is so willful, and he also feels that there is nothing wrong with this, even if there are not many people in the country who can do this operation, can he still blame him for not being proficient in learning?

"If Dr. Yang had been here, this man would have been saved, and Shi would have died... Looks like she's going to die here. The doctor muttered.

"Doctor Yang, there is no Dr. Yang now, only me as the chief surgeon," the fat doctor snorted, feeling that he was very unhappy that he was taken out, and now that everyone is gone, he still uses it to squeeze himself?

For Yang Yue, the fat doctor is not convinced, why is the ability to graduate from the same school so much stronger than himself, why is his debut the pinnacle of life... Why is the other party more handsome than himself, taller than himself, and better than himself except that he is not rich.

The fat doctor is very jealous, very jealous of such a person, jealous of Yang Yue, who is held by the stars, and jealous of Yang Yue, who has talent.

"Anyway, he must be a sensationalist person, even if he is here, he will not use the knife, anyway, he will not take the blame if he can't save it, and his reputation will be ruined if he misses it, he will definitely shirk it... Well, just like me, they're all the same kind of people, haha! they're all self-interested people, and they have the same flavor as me..."

Thinking that Yang Yue didn't go back to the knife in this position, the fat doctor's mood was much more relaxed, everyone is the same kind of person, so I don't want anyone to dislike anyone.

Just as the fat doctor was about to blacken Yang Yue in his heart again, the door of the emergency room was rudely opened, and a man wearing a sterile suit and a mask walked in.

I couldn't see his face clearly, but the cold light and flickering glasses had already explained his identity, and everyone present recognized who this doctor was, it was Doctor Yang Yue, who couldn't hold the knife in both hands...

"Anesthesia, prepare the blood bag, there may be heavy bleeding later, Xiao Wang, you wait a minute..."

Yang Yue looked calm and assigned work in an orderly manner, although he knew that Yang Yue was no longer the chief surgeon, but everyone around him except for the fat doctor subconsciously began to act according to his words.

Then the fat doctor reacted, and just wanted to speak to drive people away, but he was forced to hold back the words by the scalpel in Yang Yue's hand.

This scalpel has never been so stable—

That ghost genius Yang Yue is back...

......

"Saved my life..."

Yang Yue came to the operating room, took off his hood and mask, and tried his best to breathe every wisp of air here, the oppressive atmosphere in the operating room can almost collapse, especially for such a difficult operation.

"Congratulations, Dr. Yang, this operation was a complete success, I didn't expect our hospital to be able to perform such a difficult operation, now we can Yang Ming!" The doctor next to him looked at Yang Yue with a look of admiration, this expression was no different from that of ordinary little fans, this was a complete convincing of Dr. Yang Yue.

The fat doctor next to him was drinking mineral water with a complicated face, no matter whether Yang Yue followed the rules and regulations or not, but the final result was that he rescued the person.

Having done this thankless job, if the operation fails, he will be in the game.

"Nothing, just doing what I wanted to do, not a big deal. Yang Yue's face was understated, there was no fluctuation on his face, in fact, his heart fluctuated greatly, and he also knew how much risk he had taken this time, which was not proportional to the benefits at all... No, it's not profitable at all.

But I still came, followed my inner thoughts, came to the hospital, and entered the operating room.

"The king is back, let's let Dr. Yang have a drink tonight, congratulations on the king's return." The doctors next to him were sincerely happy for Yang Yue, and this good hand meant that the man was back.

As soon as Yang Yue wanted to say something, he felt that his hand was gradually losing its strength, the calm and powerful hand that had just held the scalpel had disappeared, and the hand that had lost its strength and precision had returned.

This is who you really are...

Looking at his hands that had lost his strength, Yang Yue did not suffer from gains and losses, but laughed out loud with relief.

"These hands are my shackles..."

Taking off his own white coat, Yang Yue raised his head and prepared to leave.

Looking at the back of Yang Yue's decisive turn to leave, the people around him were stunned, including the fat doctor, these hands will definitely be reinstated after they recover, go to the pinnacle of life, and win the dean's granddaughter, so he took off his white coat and turned to leave? What does this mean...

"Doctor Yang Yue, you are..."The dean rushed over when he heard the news, and when he saw Yang Yue who was about to leave, he said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations on being able to hold the scalpel again, the position of the chief surgeon is yours..."

The dean lightly vacated the position of the fat doctor again...

At this time, Yang Yue stopped, turned back with a calm face and said, "Dean, thank you very much for your help over the years, however, I won't stay in the hospital anymore, I'm sorry..."

"You... Isn't your dream to be the best surgeon?" said the dean, remembering the declaration that Yang Yue had come to the hospital at that time, and said that he wanted to become the best doctor.

At that time, the dean only thought it was a joke, but for now, it is not impossible for him to become the world's top doctor, and bring his own hospital to fame...

"Is the best doctor..."Yang Yue smiled: "Yes, the best doctor... If you become the best doctor, you will be able to treat more people... Sometimes, there's more than one path to your dreams. ”

Yang Yue left the hospital without looking back...

"All I want is to save people. ”