0211, your son is not dead
Looking at the angry Maraang, Zhao Touch replied coldly:
"That's your business, don't get in the way of my work now."
The lines attached to Barreras's body have all been removed.
Those so-called high-end equipment, in Zhao Feng's eyes, are the existence of primitive people like stone axes.
This move angered Maraan even more, and he stepped forward and said:
"I graduated from medical school at the age of 22 with a first place and entered the National Hospital in the same year. In the second year, he was already the youngest chief physician in history. ”
"At the age of 25, he went to Citi for further studies and received his M.D. from the Carver School of Medicine, where he worked for five years,"
"At the age of 33, I was hired as the deputy director of the National Hospital. Today, he has presided over more than 10,000 surgeries, of which more than half are complex surgeries. ”
Speaking of this, Maraan said proudly:
"Why are you fighting with me?"
Zhao Touch glanced at him and said:
"I don't recruit students."
Maraan's face turned cold.
"Do you know who you're talking to? One of the world's top doctors! Put away your ridiculous tricks and let me go now. Otherwise, I'll have the police arrest you at once. ”
Zhao Touch pointed to Barreras, who was lying on the bed, and said:
"Can you heal him?"
Maraang's expression froze.
After a while, he shook his head and said:
"There is no hope for him."
Barreras was shot with an empty bullet, and he couldn't stand a single shot, but he was hit three times.
Two of the shots were in the abdomen and one in the right ribs.
When he was sent to the hospital, he was left with only one breath left, and the operation was presided over by Maraan.
Although well done, Barreras's internal organs were badly damaged.
Moreover, those warheads are still made of lead.
Even after careful washing, the amount of lead in the blood is still more than 1 times normal, which also aggravates the condition.
But those detoxification drugs are not something that a weak patient can bear.
It can be said that all he can do is delay Barreras's life.
If you want to be cured, unless it is a manifestation of God.
Thinking of this, Maraan sneered and said:
"Could it be that your tricks of pretending to be a god can cure him?"
Zhao Yan smiled.
"Just because you can't cure it doesn't mean that others can't cure it. You've been delayed for 10 minutes, now leave right away. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind! ”
Maraan turned his head to look at Rasol and saw that the other party had no objection.
The fire in his heart soared.
"Now that you've found a more intelligent doctor, my mission is complete!"
Rasol had a wry smile on his face.
Although, he doesn't trust that "Defa? Zhang, "But is there a choice now?"
Barreras is dying, and as long as he survives, nothing matters.
"I'm sorry, I ......!"
Maraan snorted coldly and found a place to sit.
If the other party really wants to engage in witchcraft, then he will definitely stop it.
That absurdity is a blasphemy against all modern medicine.
But just when he wanted to snoop.
"Bang!"
The door to the ward was locked.
Zhao Touch used the tablet in his hand to scan the patient in front of him.
Barreras had fallen into a deep coma, and if it weren't for the ventilator, the man would have died long ago.
"The vital index is endangered."
The slab was red, and it was not much from the bottom limit.
"Squeak!"
Zhao Yan injected a tube of blue potion into Barreras's veins.
At the conference, those delicate blood vessels were revealed little by little.
The dark blue color made the whole person hideous and terrifying.
"Click!"
Barreras shuddered.
A large amount of sweat appeared on the pale blue body, which gathered together and slid onto the sheets.
It didn't take much effort, and even the sheets became wet.
"Tick!"
The blood lead coefficient is declining rapidly.
However, the life index is also falling sharply, and a little more of this life is about to end.
Zhao Touch was unhurried and took out an instrument from his medical backpack.
As soon as the data is transmitted, it is suspended in the air.
Then, a delicate hose slowly poked through Barreras's wound.
"Shhh
A mist was sprayed out, and the wound that was oozing blood just now showed signs of healing.
This machine is an automatic treatment device, which sprays agents that promote cell growth.
This process requires a large amount of nutrients, which cannot be provided by the injections on the Blue Star, and only the exchanged nutrient solution can meet the needs.
"Curator, Barreras's treatment has begun, I need 1 nutrient solution."
Hearing Zhao Touch's report, Lin Chao said:
"Restoration to a certain state stops, and there is no complete cure."
Barreras was already in a state of death, and it would be shocking for him to recover fully.
Once the news spreads, the most interesting ones are probably the monopolistic consortia.
赵淚 says:
"Then let Barreras be in a recoverable state, but it will take a little bit longer to recover, about two to three years."
Lin Chao smiled:
"Just do as you say, and agree to use the nutrient solution."
Zhao Touch interrupted the conversation.
Looking at the tablet in his hand, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Bluestar's medical technology is simply too barbaric.
All the broken bones were removed, and the damaged internal organs were removed.
Such injuries, coupled with lead poisoning, can save people to ghosts.
"Tick!"
On the slab, Barreras's lungs had turned green.
Zhao turned off the ventilator and pulled out the pipe.
He put an oxygen mask on Barreras's face.
"Whew!"
After a few seconds of stagnation, the clumped lungs began to expand.
When it reaches its limit, it slowly shrinks again.
The heart, which was still running wildly just now, slowly recovered to calm down.
The health index has dropped from red to dark yellow.
"Buzz!"
The hose has been slowly withdrawn from the wound, and it appears that most of the wounds in the body have been repaired.
Zhao Yan injected the nutrient solution into Barreras's veins.
The body, which had been dark blue just a moment ago, gradually turned pale green, and finally disappeared under the brown skin.
The violently trembling body also regained its calm, and Barreras's life index had turned pale yellow.
At this rate, recovery is only a matter of time.
Zhao Touch packed up his equipment and then opened the door.
"Sir, how is my son?"
Lasol jumped up.
He looked at the clock on the wall, and it had only taken two hours.
Could it be that Barreras has died?
Thinking of this, Rasol's body shook uncontrollably.
Zhao Touch took off the plastic gloves on his hand and said coldly:
"You'd better be mentally prepared, the follow-up medical expenses are not low, at least more than $2 million."
"Poof!"
By the time he heard the first words, Rasol was already sitting on the ground.
And Maraang, who was on the side, immediately rushed into the ward.
He plugged all the instruments back on, and when he saw the data, he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Impossible, this impossible, how can this be, what went wrong?"
Just as he was about to examine further, someone outside the door cried loudly:
"Barreras......."
Maraan was furious, and rushed out of the door in two steps, kicking Rasol with a kick.
"Get out of here and cry, your son is still alive!"