A large amount of blood clots accumulated in the abdominal cavity, and the external injury continued to bleed, oozing 3000 ml of blood in 10 hours.

Oliguria to no urine. Intravesical pressure exceeds the standard, and the blood lactate exceeds 25 indicators.

According to the attending doctor, the main injuries were on the head, abdomen and limbs. After the injury, the breathing and cardiac arrest stopped during the process of going to the operating room, and four cardiopulmonary resuscitations were performed.

2 knives in the head, 5 knives in the abdomen, and several knives on the limbs.

The extent of the injuries was jaw-dropping.

Fortunately, Bo Jingyu often received patients sent in after riots when he was studying abroad, so the bloody scene caused by the assassination of such a severely psychopathic person. Stronger immunity than others.

Bo Jingyu was glad that she didn't call Xin Manqing to complete the operation with him, such a bloody scene would be better to stimulate her less.

The operation was carried out at the same time by several doctors at the level of a professor of surgery, and everyone was silent, no one expected that this kind of thing would happen to an old comrade who had already retired.

Moreover, in such a difficult operation and such a tense and fast atmosphere, everyone's nerves were tense and highly concentrated, completing the movements in their hands.

Everyone is working hard, and they want this retired man to pat his chest and tell everyone that if the hospital needs it, he is still willing to dedicate his spare heat to a good doctor who can be reborn after the disaster.

But the sky is not as good as people want.

In the end, the retired Dr. Wu has not yet enjoyed a few years of leisurely old age.

worked diligently all his life, and finally paid for this extreme spiritual farce.

Such an ending makes many people sigh and chill many peers.

For a time, the internal staff of the hospital were in turmoil and uneasy.

Everyone's fear is understandable, because there are so many patients every day, and the ratio of doctors to patients in China does not meet the allocation requirements, it is inevitable that there will be a patient number who is difficult to serve because of the need to see more patients.

And this illness may be like the murder of Dr. Wu's patient, putting his own life in jeopardy.

Bo Jingyu sat in the office, his brows furrowed.

In today's situation, how should we retain people's hearts?

If a hospital loses key doctors, no matter how good the medical environment and medical equipment are, it will not be able to make up for the lack of technical operation and medical experience.

Although this kind of incident is still an isolated case at this stage, there have been several "medical troubles" reported by major news media recently, and if this continues, it will become a widespread social phenomenon that threatens medical staff all the time.

Root...... Where the hell is it?

What is there other than fear, or how to eliminate it?

What can be the best compensation for all employees.

Bo Jingyu's eyes were closed, and his brain was running fast.

In fact, the reason why Anji was able to grow so quickly into the scale it is now is that it is famous.

This is inseparable from Bo Jingyu's management model of prescribing the right medicine.

Every time there was a problem in the hospital, he would calm himself down and think about how to plan next.

Bo Jingyu turned on the computer to check the relevant information to see if there were some good experiences to learn from.

Subsequently, he found that the proportion of medical troubles in Hong Kong was very small, almost none.

There should be some lessons.

Bo Jingyu was going to arrange for someone to go to Hong Kong with him to conduct research.

Finally, he sorted out the follow-up treatment of this medical trouble, and comforted the family and humanitarian compensation and condolences.

When everything was arranged, Bo Jingyu looked up and saw that it was dark.

Turning on the phone, there was an unread message, Xin Manqing asked him when he would come home, and she was ready for dinner.

It's been a long time since I've tasted Xin Manqing's cooking.

After a day of hard work, I can finally treat myself.

"I'll be home in an hour." Bo Jingyu replied with a voice.

Pack your things and get ready to go home.

Suddenly, when he saw the research plan for Hong Kong on the desktop, he remembered that his second brother was still at home.

How could he let Xin Manqing guard Bo Yanyu, who was emotionally unstable and strong and strong, so that he couldn't even stop himself with brute force.

On the way home, Bo Jingyu kept thinking about this problem, and he dismissed several methods that could be implemented, but they were rejected by himself.

Thinking about it, perhaps the drug rehabilitation center is the most professional, authoritative, and safest choice.

Bo Jingyu called a friend in the drug rehabilitation center, asked about some simple matters, and planned to send Bo Yanyu to the drug rehabilitation center tomorrow.

Then let Xin Manqing go to Hong Kong with him for research.

When Bo Jingyu returned home, there were dishes on the table.

"Where's the second brother?" Although Bo Jingyu's heart has been captured by the table full of dishes, he still doesn't forget to care about the second brother's situation today.

"You've been messing around with him all day, but you're too tired to fall asleep now."

Xin Manqing heard the sound of Bo Jingyu closing the door, and knew that he was back, and now that he had finished the meal, he took the chopsticks and put them in front of Bo Jingyu.

"Taste it." Xin Manqing looked at Bo Jingyu expectantly.

She knew he loved to eat his food.

But I still wanted to hear his praise, and he was satisfied when he ate it.

This is probably the most real happiness.

But Bo Jingyu ate this iceberg too seriously, and he didn't say a word.

Xin Man followed along happily, and his appetite was affected.

Most of the dishes were eaten by Bo Jingyu.

"How's Dr. Wu?" Xin Manqing suddenly remembered the news he saw today and his circle of friends.

Bo Jingyu paused when he heard Xin Manqing's question.

"He's gone." Bo Jingyu's answer was very calm, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Oh my God! How could it be, I ran into him at the wet market last week! ”

Although Xin Manqing saw her friend's candles and wreaths today, she still wanted to confirm with Bo Jingyu in person.

"It's horrible." Xin Manqing muttered.

"Tomorrow we will send my second brother to a drug rehabilitation center, and then go to Hong Kong to do medical research." Bo Jingyu took a sip of soup and wiped his mouth.

"We?"

"Well, you just pack our luggage, and I'll arrange the rest."

After dinner, Bo Jingyu read a book in the living room as usual.

If there is no night shift, this is the study time he will free up for himself every day. In addition to medical books, he also reads some historical and cultural anecdotes, and even books on horticulture and breeding.

This is a point that Xin Manchun admires very much, because for her, reading a boring book will basically doze off after turning two pages.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Xin Manchun took off the apron around his neck, looked at the figure of Bo Jingyu who was reading seriously in the living room, and sighed silently.

A tiredness came to his heart in a trance, and Xin Manchun suddenly felt that this moment was so peaceful, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

"You go to sleep first."