Grandpa, grandpa, how are you. The girl listened to such a scream, and looked at the vital signs again, she pulled Luo Zhaoyang away, and then pounced, and the others who saw this sudden change immediately surrounded her.

"Are you a doctor or am I a doctor, if you gather around here like this, if he doesn't die, he will make you die of noise." Although they were all gloomy, Luo Zhaoyang still scolded.

"Why is there no heartbeat all of a sudden?" Dean Zhou said to himself that although Mr. Wang's condition was dangerous, he would not suddenly stop his heart, and he began to be a little puzzled.

"I took off the monitoring line on his chest, of course it stopped, what are you doing so nervous, I will tell you if he is really dead." Luo Zhaoyang looked at Dean Zhou nervously, and he wanted to know who was lying on this hospital bed at the moment.

Dean Zhou heard Luo Zhaoyang say this, he immediately ran to the patient's side, and looked at the monitoring line that had fallen out, and his heart calmed down.

"Xiao Luo, don't joke about such things, I'm old, I can't really be so exciting." Dean Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Luo Zhaoyang stingily.

"I don't take this thing off, how can I hear the patient's heartbeat clearly, although your equipment is quite advanced, but I still trust my two ears, and if you cry enough, leave, now I'm going to clear the scene, and all the irrelevant personnel will let me out." Luo Zhaoyang opened the medicine box he brought, took out two packs of silver needles, and said very politely, he completely ignored the people in front of him who were so frightened that they lost their souls.

"Doctor Luo, no matter what, you must help me save my life." Wang Jianhui, who left at the end, said in a low voice, although Luo Zhaoyang had played a prank on himself just now, but looking at his confident appearance, he saw hope again.

"Saving your life? So what did you call me for? I, Luo Zhaoyang, will be cured if I want to be cured, this half-dead, you don't work hard, he still works hard, do you want him to be better off dead? Luo Zhaoyang stopped, and then looked at Wang Jianhui with a reproachful gaze, and his serious attitude was more serious than Wang Jianhui.

Listening to Luo Zhaoyang's words, Wang Jianhui didn't know what to say for a while, because it was the first time he had heard a doctor say this, and he looked at the young man in front of him again.

The operation-related equipment was pushed in, but Dean Zhou became Luo Zhaoyang's assistant at this time, and a Chinese and Western surgery was also carried out rapidly between these two people, standing outside the ward nervously waiting through the glass to watch every move inside, and their hearts were also nervous with the start of the operation.

Six hours of treatment was very rare for Luo Zhaoyang, so when he pulled out the last fire cup, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing Luo Zhaoyang open the door and come out, everyone couldn't wait to rush to the door of the operating room, Wang Jianhui asked eagerly, "Doctor Luo, how is the surgical treatment?" ”

"I just want to tell you that I've done my best, and you guys have to be mentally prepared."

"My dad ......!"

Wang Jianhui heard Luo Zhaoyang say this, he was about to cry, turned around and was about to rush into the ward, but just when he took that deep step, Luo Zhaoyang stopped him, and then said angrily: "What do you want to do, can't you let the patient have a good rest?" What else can you expect from you in the later stages of treatment? ”

"Didn't you just say ......" The middle-aged man stared at Luo Zhaoyang, and then looked at the medical staff who were still busy in the ward, and when he found that the vital signs came from a normal sound, his heart settled down again.

Regarding the panic that Luo Zhaoyang had just caused him, he suddenly had an urge to screw Luo Zhaoyang's head off, but seeing that his father's life might still depend on him, he endured it again.

"Isn't it that you watch too much TV, why do you hear that doing your best is not a good thing, and how can I cure people if I don't try my best?" Luo Zhaoyang rubbed his sore hands, and just as he finished speaking, he found that the girl standing behind Wang Jianhui was glaring at him angrily, and the hot eyes made Luo Zhaoyang a little afraid to face it, because he knew that he would rather offend the villain than offend the woman, or he would suffer endlessly.

"Then why do you still say that we should be mentally prepared?" The girl walked over and asked very incomprehensibly, if he didn't explain Luo Zhaoyang's words, it would really be impossible to figure it out.

"I mean I have done my best for today's treatment, and the patient will have to do several courses of treatment in the later stage to return to normal, so you should be mentally prepared for a long-term treatment." Luo Zhaoyang explained helplessly, he looked at the people in front of him and didn't seem to have come out of the mountains, why he couldn't understand his words.

The girl looked at Luo Zhaoyang's hippie smiling face, her fist tightened, and suddenly swung towards Luo Zhaoyang, when the fist stopped in front of Luo Zhaoyang, he said coldly: "This time I will spare you first, and next time you dare to joke about my grandfather's illness, I Wang Meixin will definitely beat you into a meatloaf." ”

Wang Meixin's cold eyes stared at Luo Zhaoyang and said, her eyes made Luo Zhaoyang believe that all this was not to scare him,

"Miss Wang, I'm really sorry, he's like this, he doesn't speak and act seriously, please forgive me." Dean Zhou watched the two of them meet each other at once, and he immediately walked over to the round, accompanied by Luo Zhaoyang.

"I warn you, don't joke in front of me, you can't afford it."

Wang Meixin looked at her watch, then took a big stride and walked out, and just after he took a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, and then turned back and said, "You just said that you have to do a few more treatments, didn't you?" ”

"yes, that's right!"

Looking at Wang Meixin's somewhat terrifyingly beautiful face, Luo Zhaoyang couldn't figure out why a woman wanted to make herself look like a man, or a vicious man.

"Dad, if that's the case, then we can't let him go, a person like him, I don't know where to find it this time" Wang Meixin's eyes rolled a few times, walked to Wang Jianhui's side, and then expressed it in a complicated tone.

For Wang Meixin's words, Luo Zhaoyang couldn't figure out whether she was praising herself for being a superb doctor and a rare talent, or if she was afraid that she would leave and no one would help them treat her illness.

"That's right, then you can arrange it." Wang Jianhui thought about his daughter's proposal for a while, looked at Luo Zhaoyang, nodded and turned his gaze back to the hospital bed.

"Guard, immediately arrange a place for Dr. Zhou, arrange for 24-hour protection, without my permission, idle people are not allowed to see Dr. Zhou." Wang Meixin walked out of the ward, and after glancing at Luo Zhaoyang, she shouted loudly to the guards outside the door.

Listening to Wang Meixin's explanation, Luo Zhaoyang knew in her heart that she was not praising herself, but listing herself as a prisoner, and he was going to put herself under house arrest.

Luo Zhaoyang looked at Zhou Tong's helpless look, he knew that he had entered the wolf's den this time, he had heard Liu Anguo say that it was introduced by Dean Zhou, he thought it was just a strange and miscellaneous disease, and it would be over after receiving the money after administering the needle, but he didn't expect that now it would restrict his personal freedom, if he wanted to get out, he would have to pass five levels and kill six generals like Uncle Guan.

"Doctor Luo, this way, please." The two guards immediately walked over and made a gesture of invitation, but their straightforward tone made Luo Zhaoyang feel like he was being escorted, even though it was blue and white outside, but it was extremely dark in his opinion, and a feeling of being in prison hit him.