Hua Feng and Wang Xue went to the dean's office and felt that there was no problem with the five vice presidents preparing to bid for the materials of the rehabilitation hospital, so he left the dean's office and walked to the various wards of the hospital. I looked at the various wards of the hospital, and found that it was twelve o'clock in the evening, and I had already finished the evening shift, and this time was also the time of the shift, when Hua Feng, who was on the first floor, was about to go to the elevator, he suddenly heard a loud shout from outside the door, there were car sounds, scolding, and even gunshots, Hua Feng felt strange, now Ruijin Hospital has changed a group of powerful security guards, how can there be such a scene, so when the doctors and nurses in the hospital and the patient's family members hurriedly dodged, Hua Feng hurriedly walked out of the door. However, as soon as he went outside, he saw an elongated Lincoln car driving towards the hospital gate, followed by four or five black BMWs and Mercedes Benz breaking into the first gate, and two security guards who had been wounded by gunfire were lying on the ground. Hua Feng didn't know who these people were, but he couldn't have imagined that they would be so bold as to shoot and injure people in public. And just as he was about to walk over to the two injured security guards, the elongated Lincoln stopped outside the door, and the door in the back row had been pulled away.

Hua Feng was seeing a middle-aged man with red eyes walking towards him holding a middle-aged man who had closed his eyes, whether it was holding the middle-aged man or the middle-aged man walking, the clothes on their bodies at this time were blood-red. And every step of the middle-aged man holding the middle-aged man will have a red footprint on the ground. And the two middle-aged people just came out, and the four or five black cars behind them, each car came out of four or five young people in black suits, or middle-aged people, and they all held a pistol in their hands, and those young people in black suits, or middle-aged people, some also had blood on their bodies. However, at this time, looking at the past, they didn't seem to care about their life or death at all, and when the middle-aged man walked towards the door of the main building with the middle-aged man with his eyes closed, those bodyguards in black suits hurriedly surrounded him.

"Doctor, come and save my big brother." The middle-aged man shouted loudly, his speed was getting faster and faster with each step, and the more terrifying his face became when he looked at the middle-aged man he was holding, so now at the door of the main building, and even on the first floor, except for Hua Feng who looked at those people calmly, the rest of the doctors, or the patient's family members, were either frightened on the ground, or had already fled quickly in all directions.

"Doctor, if you cure my eldest brother, I will want your life, and everyone here will accompany my eldest brother." The middle-aged man shouted at him at the door. At this time, Hua Feng could see from the momentum of these people and knew that they must be not simple people. If they didn't know that this was the Wang family's hospital, they would have dared to break in with guns. Although Hua Feng can quickly kill all these arrogant bodyguards, Hua Feng is afraid that these people will go crazy and hurt everyone else.

"You come to me." Hua Feng said to the middle-aged man, he came to a nearest operating room on the first floor, although the door of the operating room was locked, but a bodyguard with a gun directly opened the lock, before the person stretched out his foot and kicked the door open, he didn't expect to be kicked open by the front leader, and there was a thick wooden door inside, this time, the middle-aged man, and the bodyguards who followed behind were stunned.

Although he had never actually operated on a patient before, he was already very familiar with the laboratory of the School of Medicine of Jiaotong University, under the pressure of Professor Butcher, and that laboratory still simulated the operation of a hospital. The middle-aged man gently placed the middle-aged man in his arms on the operating table and stayed aside. It's just that Hua Feng, who was wearing a white coat, didn't take anything else at all, first came to the middle-aged man near the operating table, first put his hand on his nose, and felt that there was still a trace of breath, and when he talked about the middle-aged man's heart with his hand, although it was still beating, it was very weak. Although the middle-aged man was not a doctor, he was anxious when he saw that the young man in front of him did not have any medical equipment.

"Will you be able to heal?"

"I'm a doctor, or do you say a doctor. I don't want your boss to die, so I go out and wait. Hua Feng looked at the middle-aged man and said, although he said it very calmly, but the middle-aged man couldn't help but calm down, and the bodyguards who followed in heard Hua Feng's words, and pointed the guns in their hands at Hua Feng. The middle-aged man looked at Hua Feng's tone, and could only let those bodyguards go out to guard the door. Seeing the blood-soaked bodyguard go out, Hua Feng finally felt that the air in the operating room was fresher. Still, the operating room smelled of blood.

When the middle-aged man saw that Hua Feng just took out a box of silver needles from his body, took off the clothes of the middle-aged man on the operating table, and took the silver needle in his hand to prick the blood of the middle-aged man's body, the middle-aged man next to him hurriedly ran towards Hua Feng, thinking that Hua Feng was going to attack their master. It's just that he didn't expect that the young man's speed was faster than his, and when he was about to push Hua Feng away, he had already been kicked to the ground by Hua Feng.

"I'm treating him right now." Hua Feng said expressionlessly, and the middle-aged man who fell to the ground could only watch Hua Feng prick the acupuncture points of the middle-aged man on the operating table with more than ten silver needles in his hand. The middle-aged man, who was still a little skeptical about Hua Feng's medical skills, saw Hua Feng stabbing his master with the silver needle in his hand, and found that the face of the owner of the operating table was a little better than just now, and he was no longer as pale as he was just now. And the blood from the bullet hole in his chest and head had stopped. Hua Feng almost used two boxes of silver needles this time, and his body was already sweating. And through his silver needle, the middle-aged man on the operating table has a higher heart rate and better breathing.

Although I don't know what his identity is, I also admire this middle-aged man a little, he was actually shot not far from the heart, and he was also shot in the head and skull, and he still survived. And now it was fortunate that his men had sent him, and if he had been a minute or two late, he would have died. At this time, in the operating room, only Hua Feng and the middle-aged man who was nervous and hesitant on the side, and since Hua Feng kicked him down, stood up and stood aside, Hua Feng didn't pay attention to him, as if only he and the owner on the operating table existed in the operating room. I just saw that the young man was walking around the master, except for preparing some scalpels, he never used other treatment instruments, not even the anesthetic for the operation. [End of Chapter]