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"There was an important meeting at the hospital, and my grandfather couldn't take the time to pick you up in person, so this honorable task fell on me." Yang Man said to Mo Feng with a smile while helping Mo Feng put the salute into the trunk.

"I'm sorry for you." Mo Feng smiled and thanked him.

Looking at Mo Feng's indifferent smile, Yang Man felt an inexplicable trance in his heart. Especially at the moment when he looked at Mo Feng just now, Yang Man actually had an illusion, as if he saw two dazzling morning stars flashing by, such bright eyes, why hadn't he found them before?

"Ah, you're welcome, you're welcome!" Yang Man, who suddenly woke up, said in a panic, and two blushes instantly appeared on his cheeks, making Yang Man look even more charming and moving.

According to Yang Man's relays of Yang Wanjiang's meaning, he first took Mo Feng to Yang Wanjiang's office in the hospital to rest, and then picked up Mo Feng at night.

As the guest goes, Mo Feng answered, and began to focus on enjoying the scenery outside the car.

Yang Man is a beauty, and is the kind of temperament, appearance and conversation are impeccable beauty, since Yang Man went to middle school, no matter where he goes, he is the focus of all eyes, in the beautiful medical university, Yang Man firmly occupied the position of the school flower for five years, only this point, it can be seen.

But it was such a superb beauty, and Mo Feng didn't even glance at her after he got in the car, except for exchanging a few words with her.

Yang Man was depressed in his heart, and even began to wonder if there was something wrong with his dress today, he was used to seeing the disgusting lustful eyes of many men, and suddenly he was ignored, and Yang Man felt a little lost in his heart.

In fact, Yang Man misunderstood Mo Feng, and Mo Feng was only absent-minded, because he had been pondering one thing: what should be the proportion of Qing Miasma Pill in Yu Qing Frost.

This question was on the train, and Mo Feng thought about it all the way. After getting into Yang Man's car, he couldn't help but start thinking about it, which inadvertently snubbed Yang Man, so that Yang Man misunderstood that Mo Feng was unwilling to talk to him, so that he deliberately perfunctory himself.

Later, after being perfunctory by the absent-minded Mo Feng a few times, Yang Man was so angry that he simply ignored Mo Feng. Kicking the accelerator hard, the car roared in the direction of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Yunxi Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is located in the downtown area, and Yang Wanjiang is the director of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Mo Feng, who was immersed in the formula of Yuqing Cream, still didn't know that he had offended the beauties around him.

The woman's face was turned over in June, and when she first saw Mo Feng, Yang Man still had a bright spring face, but after only half an hour, it became cloudy, and because of Mo Feng's anger, Yang Man took Mo Feng to the hospital. Then after pointing out to him the administrative building where Yang Wanjiang worked with a stiff face, he drove away angrily.

Did this Nizi eat gunpowder? Looking at the BMW car that was moving away quickly, Mo Feng smiled helplessly.

The pattern of all hospitals in the world is roughly the same, and Yunxi Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is no exception, with an outpatient building in front, an inpatient department in the back, administrative office buildings on both sides, and a large garden in the middle.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. In the garden, shaded by the towering administrative buildings, inpatients sit or walk, accompanied by family members or nurses.

More than an hour passed. Mo Feng, who thought that Yang Man would come to find him, had already circled the hospital three times, and was interrogated twice by vigilant security guards during the period, but he didn't see Yang Man's shadow

Mo Feng, who was a little impatient, took out the note left by Yang Wanjiang and dialed it according to the number on it, but found that Yang Wanjiang's mobile phone was in a state of unreachable, Mo Feng couldn't help but stare at the phone and smile bitterly, and he was invited to come. But I can't find the owner, what can I do?

"Dad, wake up the doctor, come on!"

"Old Han, what's wrong with you, Old Han?"

Just when Mo Feng was about to try it again. Suddenly, there was a chaotic cry from the gazebo not far ahead.

Someone's in trouble! Mo Feng was shocked when he heard this, and out of the doctor's instinct, he didn't care about making a phone call, so he turned around and hurriedly ran towards the pavilion.

In the pavilion, three or four people shouted urgently around an old man wearing a hospital gown with a thin face, and a passing nurse was slowly lowering the back of the old man's chair, making the old man change from a sitting position to a lying position.

At this moment, a group of doctors and nurses ran over quickly, "Let the family let me!" The middle-aged doctor led by him brushed aside the middle-aged woman who was crying with the old man in his arms, took out a stethoscope and listened to the old man's chest.

At this time, the old man's eyes were closed, his lips were purple, and his body trembled violently, as if he was in great pain.

"Cardiac arrest, send to the emergency room!" As soon as the middle-aged doctor put the earpiece on the old man's heart, his complexion changed suddenly, he let out a low voice, and with the help of a colleague on the side, he hurriedly pushed the wheelchair in the direction of the emergency room.

Behind them, the old man's family members also cried and followed.

Since Yang Wanjiang's phone was in a state of unreachable and had nowhere to go, Mo Feng ran over with the old man's family.

Through the huge glass, Mo Feng saw the old man lying on the emergency bed, several wires of different colors were connected between the old man's body and the instrument, and the solemn face of the middle-aged doctor was covered with sweat, holding a defibrillator in both hands to help the old man perform cardiac resuscitation with the cooperation of his colleagues.

Through the thick sealing glass, although Mo Feng couldn't hear what they were saying, he could deduce from their faces that they were gradually becoming ugly, and the effect of this rescue was not very good.

The family members of the old man lying on the glass seemed to realize that the result was not very good, the middle-aged woman covered her mouth with her hands, and stared nervously at the increasingly faint curve of the ECG monitor in the emergency room with teary eyes, and she didn't dare to take a breath.

In the "Di" emergency room, with a beep on the ECG monitor, the curve representing the existence of life was suddenly stretched into a straight line.

The middle-aged doctor sighed, looked up at the other medical staff who were looking at him, and said in a low voice, "Everyone stop!" ”

After speaking, the middle-aged doctor turned his head to the tearful family members outside the glass window, shook his head apologetically, and immediately motioned to the nurse to push the old man's body to the morgue.

As soon as the old man's body was pushed out of the emergency room, the old man's family members swarmed up, rushing to pounce on the old man and crying and wiping away tears.

"Director Zheng, is my dad really not good?" The middle-aged woman leaned up from the old man, grabbed the middle-aged doctor's arm, and asked with teary eyes.

"Principal Han, you know the situation of the old man, it is not easy for him to persist until now, the old man is my enlightenment teacher, but I will do my best if there is a little way, I'm really sorry" The middle-aged doctor patted the middle-aged woman's shoulder lightly, and said in a heavy tone. (To be continued.) )