The Death of the Nation has been staged from the beginning, but the problem is that before tonight, the Death of the Nation was not staged in the rescue camp, because with the full cooperation of Zhang He and other experts from the Rejuvenation Hall and Western medicine experts, before tonight, no matter how critical the patients, they all successfully survived.

But tonight, in just over an hour, five people died in the tent of the First Affiliated Hospital of Yenching University, where Zhang He was located, but fortunately, there were still no dead people in Zhang He's hands, but Zhang He ran out of mental power again because he performed two first aid in a row, and he passed out again.

Dead people, still dead people, still dead people, for a while, the atmosphere in the entire rescue camp became extremely heavy.

As a doctor, as a director-level expert, who has not died at the hands of anyone in their decades of medical career? But the problem is that, as experts, everyone has never seen such a dense incident of dead people, and for a while, the heavy pressure weighs on everyone and makes it impossible for everyone to breathe.

For a while, everyone finally realized a strict fact, that is, if Zhang He was awake, how good would it be? Because he can give people who have already died a chance to survive.

It's a pity that Zhang He's coma is not an ordinary coma, but a coma with completely exhausted mental power, this is a coma that can't be saved by ordinary medical means, besides, even if they can wake up Zhang He, so what? Because his spiritual power was completely exhausted, Zhang He couldn't enter the subtle realm, he couldn't enter the subtle realm, and Zhang He couldn't accurately capture the timing of the appearance of the Xuanyuan acupoint, and if the timing was not right, Zhang He would not be able to come back to life.

Tonight is the last golden time for rescue, after tonight, those patients who have not been rescued will become dead corpses, of course, those patients who have not had time to give first aid will also become dead corpses, so although everyone is very tired, but still no one stops to rest.

At this moment, everyone has no time or energy to think about gains and losses, at this moment, everyone has become a medical master with noble medical ethics, and at this moment, everyone finally only has patients left in their eyes.

The dead are still a constant melody, and the time of the dead is still constantly playing, because not only have these people been buried for a long time, almost all of them are dying, but also these people have been rescued from the high-rise city center, and they have all borne the attack and weight of more collapsed debris when the disaster comes.

This group of people is almost all super-dangerous patients whose life and death are unpredictable.

The outside world is still arguing wildly, but at this moment, there is unprecedented unity in the rescue camp, and at this moment, everyone is seriously fulfilling the mission of a doctor.

Zhang He fainted and woke up, although his mental power was still not fully recovered, but with his love for medicine, Zhang He gritted his teeth and gave the two patients a chance to come back to life, but after successfully stimulating all the potential of the second patient, Zhang He fell into a coma again.

This dusk was the whole night, until the morning sun rose on the second day.

The golden time for rescue has passed, and even if the victims are rescued, most of them are just a corpse, and so far, the official death toll is more than 107,000.

More than 107,000 living lives!

Looking at the makeshift morgue and looking at the corpses covered with white cloths, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a knife-like heartache, as a doctor, it is a dereliction of duty to be unable to treat patients, and as a doctor, it is a fault to not be able to save everyone's lives.

The corpses and the lives that have passed away have made Zhang He more clearly realize a strict problem, that is, how weak a person's strength is, and how pale a person's strength is in the face of such a catastrophe.

To promote traditional Chinese medicine, we must promote traditional Chinese medicine, we must let more people grasp the secrets of Xuanyuan acupoint, and we must let more traditional Chinese medicine have super high medical skills and have the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Promoting traditional Chinese medicine, what a simple four words, but how difficult it is to do.

Zhang He, who was in unbearable heartache, couldn't help but call up his mobile phone from the space ring, wanting to talk to someone and relieve the pain in his heart, but just after turning on the phone, an overwhelming number of information prompts popped up on WeChat.

Tengsu News, Wangyi News, Xinlang News, the overwhelming news made Zhang He once again see the harm caused by the catastrophe to the Chinese people, and also made Zhang He feel a strong sense of powerlessness again, but in addition to these news, the news about his beating made Zhang He involuntarily rise a burst of anger.

I saved people wholeheartedly and treated diseases wholeheartedly, but I didn't expect to get boundless abuse and ridicule.

Zhang He was furious, so Zhang He decided to make it public, including the fact that he broke the hands and feet of the three idiots, but what Zhang He wanted to make public was a qiē, all the qiē, not this kind of video taken out of context.

The reporter of Huaxia TV recorded almost all the events with the camera, except for the conflict before they arrived, of course, it was not difficult to get the video before this, because everyone in the Rejuvenation Hall had already helped Zhang He record a qiē.

This is actually something that Zhang He thought about doing, but Zhang He didn't think about announcing these things in the process of disaster relief, nor did he think about how to announce them, because these things are something that Liu Qiong should do, because Liu Qiong will announce this matter at a suitable time to build momentum for the Rejuvenation Hall, but now, Zhang He can't bear it anymore.

If you can't bear it, you don't need to endure it anymore.

What if you hurt someone? What if you break someone's hands and feet? Brother's purpose is just to be a doctor quietly, just to be able to save people quietly, if this is wrong, then let my brother go to prison, Zhang He couldn't help but think a little angrily.

Zhang He quickly found Yu Lulu, and after a few simple greetings, Zhang He went straight to the point, "Reporter Yu, can you give me a copy of the video you shot?" Zhang He asked politely.

"Nope." Yu Lulu did not hesitate to refuse Zhang He's request, because she knew very well that as the spokesperson of Huaxia's official and the representative of Huaxia's first official media, she had no right to directly disclose anything, nor did she have the right to give anything she photographed to anyone privately, because reporting Shenma or not reporting Shenma had to be decided by the leaders of the station.

Zhang He was a little helpless, but he had to say politely again, "Reporter Yu, I really need those videos, can you help?" ”

"Nope." Yu Lulu once again refused mercilessly.

Well, since that's the case, then brother has no choice but to offend, anyway, all the hurtful things have been done, so why be afraid of another robbery charge? In the turn of his mind, Zhang He immediately rushed to Yu Lulu's side with an arrow step, and snatched the camera on the shoulder of the cameraman who followed Yu Lulu closely.

"Dr. Zhang, what are you going to do?" Yu Lulu couldn't help but scold loudly.

"I'm sorry." Zhang He said helplessly. "Reporter Yu, you have also seen that I am being scolded like this now, and I have to fight back, so I need the video in your hand."

"Zhang He, you ......" Yu Lulu was anxious, "Zhang He, do you know where you will put us if you do this?" ”

Okay, brother understood, the corners of Zhang He's mouth involuntarily appeared with a bitter smile, it turns out that there is really not much difference between people, in the face of self-preservation, justice is so vulnerable, but Zhang He doesn't want to embarrass Yu Lulu, after all, it is understandable for her to do this.

Therefore, it is not the same as Lulu to speak, Zhang He immediately waved his right palm and slapped Yu Lulu's neck mercilessly, and without waiting for others to reflect, Zhang He sent all the members of the press corps into a coma in a gesture.

Robbery, the robbery of Ciguoguo, but Zhang He does not regret it, because Zhang He needs a justice, a real justice, a justice that is not mixed with any official factors.

Maybe you will be punished by the authorities, maybe you will be charged with robbery, but so what? With a slightly wry smile, Zhang He immediately decisively pulled out the memory card in the camera, copied everything Lulu photographed to his mobile phone, and immediately forwarded all the content to Liu Qiong.

Not only that, Zhang He immediately forwarded all the videos taken by everyone in the Rejuvenation Hall to Liu Qiong, and gave Liu Qiong a dead order, without any cuts, without any modifications, and uploaded a qiē to the Internet as it was, and Zhang He also immediately uploaded all the videos to his Weibo.

Zhang He hurt people, which is understandable, because the purpose of hurting people is to save people, because this kind of hurting people is, in a sense, a kind of righteous and courageous act of changing direction, but the nature of the robbery is completely different, so the Huaxia police, who are responsible for the safety of the rescue camp, immediately rushed to the scene of the incident.

The madman Zhang He was finally brought to justice, and looking at Zhang He who was taken away by the police comrades, many people couldn't help but feel a very relieved sense of happiness.

The madman Zhang He has finally been retributed, hurting people and robbing, this is a very serious crime, looking at Zhang He who was taken away by the police comrades, the corners of many people's mouths involuntarily floated a gloating smile.

The madman Zhang He has been retributed!

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the news of the retribution of the madman Zhang He seemed to have wings, and it instantly spread to every corner of the rescue camp.

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