This coughing sound was not made by someone else, it was the tiger who had been sentenced to death, and as the cough sounded, a large amount of blood flowed out of the corner of the tiger's mouth.

"Ahh Lived! It's really alive! Everyone was stunned by this miraculous scene, and the dead man was really alive. Suddenly, the onlookers, whether they were doctors and nurses, policemen, or people on the side of the road, couldn't help cheering.

"Oh no, the bullet has touched the heart, and surgery must be done immediately! Otherwise, your life will be in danger at any time. Although everyone cheered excitedly, Li Rui's expression became gloomy.

"What?" The middle-aged policeman was also excited about Huzi's resurrection, but Li Rui's words directly poured cold water on him.

"Tell those doctors to be ready, and I'll send him to the intensive care unit as soon as I finish the operation!" Li Rui's face showed a resolute light at this time.

It stands to reason that Li Rui's rescue of Huzi is already considered to have completed the task, and the rest of the things can be handed over to those doctors to do, but Huzi's current situation, if it is handed over to those doctors to deal with, it will be in vain to save Huzi with all his efforts, so Li Rui immediately made a decision to operate on Huzi himself.

"Good!" At this time, the middle-aged policeman showed his absolute trust in Li Rui, and he took everything Li Rui explained very seriously.

Li Rui didn't care what the middle-aged policeman said to those doctors, he opened the medicine box again and took out another cloth scroll, and as this cloth scroll was opened, the things revealed inside became even more strange.

"What are those things? Is it a knife? ”

"It can't be a scalpel, right?"

"Look at that, that thing looks like a hemostat!" The onlookers whispered in amazement.

"That's the scalpel!" Song Haicheng's eyes lit up at this time, because he had seen such medical equipment in his grandfather's treasure room with his own eyes, but the set that his grandfather treasured was neither as exquisite as the one that Li Rui took out now, nor was the complete set in front of him.

"Is this going to be an operation? Could it be that he is still proficient in Western medicine? A young doctor asked curiously.

"Nope! He is Chinese medicine, a very traditional Chinese medicine! Song Haicheng said with great certainty. Because the momentum that Li Rui exudes now is very similar to the state of his grandfather when he practiced medicine.

"Chinese medicine? Can TCM also do surgery? The other doctors said in disbelief.

"Why can't Chinese medicine do surgery? Have you forgotten the divine doctor Hua Tuo? Song Haicheng said again.

Song Haicheng's words immediately stunned all the doctors and nurses and even some people around them who heard their conversation, in their impression, surgery was almost the patent of Western medicine, but now that I think about it, as early as 17800 years ago, there were already people in Huaxia who could do surgery.

The sound of everyone talking was not loud, so it did not affect Li Rui, of course, Li Rui is now completely immersed in the profession of traditional Chinese medicine, he first pierced three silver needles around Huzi's shot, and then picked up a scalpel that is very different from a modern scalpel, and cut it at Huzi's wound without any hesitation.

This incision is not very large, only about two centimeters, and even according to the current surgical standards, it can almost be regarded as minimally invasive, and then Li Rui took out a small pair of pliers, and quickly entered and exited the wound, and the onlookers felt that Li Rui's hand was used for a moment, and they saw that a golden bullet was clamped out by Li Rui.

"Ahh In the eyes of laymen, Li Rui's actions are relaxed and casual, but in the eyes of those doctors, they are simply shocked, and they can even be said to be frightened, it is to take a bullet in the heart, not a roadside stall digging corns.

"Okay, come over and help me stitch it up, and by the way, disinfect and sterilize the wound. Get another oxygen mask for him to put on! Li Rui's operation seems to be easy, but at the moment of taking the warhead, Li Rui's mental power is definitely 200% concentrated, because as long as there is a little bit of difference, Huzi's life will be gone, so after the operation, Li Rui has almost lost his strength, if it weren't for his mind still supporting him, he would be unstable, but even so, his face became extremely pale, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

"I'm coming!" Song Haicheng quickly grabbed a first-aid kit out, and when he saw the operation position, he was shocked again, and at this time he really realized what it means to be just right, what is wonderful to the peak, and what is superb.

More and more doctors and nurses gathered, and soon there were many tubes, oxygen masks and other things on Huzi's body, although he inherited the mantle of Hua Tuo, but Li Rui did not reject Western medicine Li Rui, plus Western medicine does have its unique advantages in first aid.

So Li Rui carefully observed Huzi's situation, and felt that Huzi should not be in danger of life, so he took advantage of the chaos to prepare to leave secretly, but Li Rui didn't expect that he had already been targeted, and because of the loss of strength, he was out of breath after just a few steps, and he was quickly surrounded by some lively little nurses.

These little nurses are in good shape and appearance, coupled with the angel's uniform and the admiring gaze that looks at him, Li Rui suddenly has a feeling of heat.

"That...... I'm going to prescribe medicine for the wounded, you...... Can you let me do that? Li Rui was made red and hot by those little nurses, although his personality was not dull, but he was not suitable for such a situation, so he hurriedly found an excuse and said.

"Idol, sign me!" The little nurses were still pestering.

"Okay, I'll sign it for you!" Li Rui really had no choice, so he had to quickly take out the four treasures of the study, and then used the medicine box as a desk and began to write.

"Wow, sign with a brush? It's so handsome! Li Rui's writing with a brush was just a very casual move, because he only had a brush by his side now, but his action made those little nurses scream again.

These exclamations made Li Rui's heart feel a little complacent, and even his head was hot, not only signed, but also drew some things on those papers.

Fortunately, the number of little nurses was not large, only seven or eight, so the signatures were quickly written, and each one had a pot of fruitful kumquat painted on it.

"Good word! Good drawing! Song Haicheng had been paying attention to Li Rui's actions, so when Li Rui handed his signature to the little nurses, he couldn't help but take a look, and his eyes suddenly lit up again.

Song Haicheng is a returnee doctor, but since he was a child, he has been influenced by ancient Chinese culture, and he also has a certain calligraphy foundation, and his appreciation ability is also good.

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