Text Volume 2 Baptism_Chapter 719 Anger

At night, the hustle and bustle turns to quiet.

The weight of a person is too light, and even if death comes, few people will really care about it except for family and friends.

But Zhou Qing's weight is not light.

At least in Binhai, his martial arts hall has slowly reached the top of the industry now, and his personal popularity will make this matter as big as the fastest.

Liu Yunshan of the Municipal Bureau, Ren Xinyuan of the Municipal Anti-Drug Bureau, Du Jingshan, who had long since retired, and other high-level police officers who learned of the incident rushed to the hospital.

Zhou Qing can't die, he can die of an accident, he can die of disease, but he definitely can't die of a fate.

Otherwise, no one can suppress the news.

At that time, the coastal police will once again be pushed to the forefront and will become a laughing stock.

Qin Haishan's forces have been cleared, which is the statement given by the police in Binhai and Jing'an not long ago. When this happens, it's like a slap in the face.

After Ren Xinyuan learned that Zhou Qing was still being rescued, he withdrew from the hospital with Liu Yunshan.

Then get in the car and rush to the police station.

On the way, the phone called, and it was a simple two words: "Arrest someone!" ”

A high-end community in Binhai City.

The night is lit up by flashing police lights everywhere.

Li Kaiyang was escorted out of his residence within 10 minutes.

And that's not all.

All those involved in the Qinghu Gang and Qin Haishan's forces, including Li Xiujie, were all taken back to the police station.

Those who had been arrested before and were in the detention center were once again temporarily interrogated.

For a while, many people smelled a different smell.

Shooting, kidnapping, and the target is Zhou Qing, who is known to nearly half of the people in Binhai.

This time, it may be more serious than the boiling Qin Haishan incident a while ago.

The night was too short, and in the early hours of the morning, the police interrogation room was almost filled with the people involved.

In the conference room, Liu Yunshan presided over the meeting, and then deployed the action plan for the next few days.

……

The wind outside was rumbling, and the wild wolves were churning, and they had nothing to do with Qin Qiaochu.

She stupidly faced several interrogating policewomen, as if she was deaf and dumb.

When he came back to his senses, he would be shocked and ask Zhou Qing how he was?

No one can answer her, because no one knows the answer.

Including Wu Xiaoyan, who was tossed at the door of the rescue room all night, and Du Xiu and others also did not know.

All they see is the doctor or nurse going out and going in.

Hurriedly, without saying a word.

This night, Wu Xiaoyan will never forget it in her life.

Hope, despair. Despair, hope, the cycle repeatedly, let her tears dry.

At first, it was sent to the nearest affiliated hospital, less than half an hour. She saw people being pushed out and transferred to the general hospital......

Manpower is sometimes poor.

She really couldn't find anyone to tell her son if he could still be saved, and it seemed that she could only wait, wait.

Every time the doctor came out, she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.

I'm afraid that what she will get is the most unacceptable answer, her endurance is on the edge, and any wind and grass is enough to completely crush her.

Ye Qingmei received the call in the middle of the night, she is now the vice president of the General Hospital, and she is also the most authoritative surgeon in the entire General Hospital, and even in Binhai City.

After knowing that the other party was Zhou Qing, she hurried over.

The impression of the young man was too deep, and I also remembered a joke that I had unintentionally made before.

She said at the time, I don't want to be in the hospital the next time we meet. Zhou Qing responded with a smile and said that in order to see Sister Qingmei, I also want to be a frequent visitor to the hospital.

Now I haven't seen each other for almost two years, and I didn't want to meet again or in the hospital, I have to say that this is a way to meet Ye Qingmei to the extreme.

She was greatly affected when she received the call, and after changing her clothes and entering the operating room to replace the new chief of surgery, her mood was magically like water.

It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and help the wounded, and Ye Qingmei has always thought that his profession is to sing against Lord Yama.

It would be uncomfortable for her to watch anyone die, let alone Zhou Qing, who has a deep connection.

He was so young, so young that he couldn't think of death at all. The word death is used on him, and it is difficult for her to accept it when she thinks about it, even if she is used to seeing life and death parting.

She had already learned about Zhou Qing's injury on the phone. After a little observation and a look at the ECG monitoring, the orderly voice sounded clearly in the quiet environment.

"Intravenous infusion, 1000 ml of blood transfusion preparation."

"Prepare for the ceremony."

"Hemostat!"

……

A series of instructions made the rescuers who had just lost their backbone quickly enter the state.

This patient is not simple, just the few big people in the city that they saw outside just now made them stressed.

"Dean, the wound is broken!"

"Blood transfusion, re-suturing, TL hemostasis ......"

If surgery is the door to the treasure of the human body, then Ye Qingmei has already arrived at the door.

The human body, in her eyes, is an infinite cycle of life.

As long as it doesn't hurt the roots, she can treat them most effectively. This is a natural instinct, and it is also an important reason why she was selected as the vice president of the most authoritative hospital in the city in her early thirties.

In the hustle and bustle, I don't know how many times I have experienced a terrifying process.

The time, unconsciously pointed to six o'clock in the morning.

It is normal for an operation to take up to ten or eight hours. The assistant at the bottom can take turns to fight, but the surgeon needs to stay calm at all times and make the most effective way to deal with it in a short time.

For six hours, Ye Qingmei has been working overtime again recently, and her eyes are starting to see things a little blurry.

When she took the hemostat again, she did not hesitate to pierce the surface of the skin on her legs to strengthen her spirit.

Zhou Qing was shot in the body, and the dagger in his back was deeply wounded......

This kind of injury, if it weren't for the timely blood transfusion of the personnel at the First Affiliated Hospital, I am afraid that it would not have been able to last up to the General Hospital. The most difficult thing to salvage was the gunshot wound that passed through the shoulder, and after the wound was cleaned, there was no way to suture it by ordinary means.

But fortunately, after trying again and again, she found the right way.

Outside, the sun is rising, and the sun is shining.

When Ye Qingmei's blood stopped and the ECG monitoring showed normal, her strength seemed to be drained all of a sudden, and she sat down on the chair pulled by the staff.

A group of assistants who coordinated the rescue could see the ease in each other's eyes.

Saving people is a sense of achievement, and at the same time, it can also give an explanation to the dean who has come several times and the family members who are about to collapse outside.

And people, at least for now, are undoubtedly saved.

This is a miracle for some people who have no hope at first. However, it is not uncommon, and it is not the first time that Ye Qingmei has created a miracle.

Huang Guangpeng, the director of surgery, walked out after calming down a little, and his voice sounded faintly outside the corridor: "The operation went well!" ”