"I've already seen Song Che, he was kidnapped by Xu Buqian and Che Shihe's gang and entered the Queen's Hospital, it seems that he is going to perform head replacement surgery on that South Korean......"

"The soldiers of the United States are mainly concentrated in the port, confronting the bandits on the cruise ship, but I estimate that those important members of the FBI and NSA are already lurking all over the island."

"There must be an ambush in the hospital, and what I'm most worried about is that in the event of a conflict, Che Shihe will push Song Che out as cannon fodder...... Alas, this kid is now roasted on the fire, and he is already medium-cooked. ”

On a beach on the island, under a parasol, a young woman is drinking juice while looking around casually with her eyes wearing toad sunglasses, the movement of her lips is very subtle, and most of it is covered by the juice glass.

The gold ring was embedded with a budding rose.

In the golden petal wrap of roses, there seems to be a miniature electronic device for communication!

The thought of the gold ring was broken, and the young woman tilted her head casually.

While brushing the hair on the side of her face, the woman quickly pressed the ear hole.

Seeing that the woman had finished these actions, the male waiter who had been waiting not far from the side came over with a juice jug and respectfully refilled the woman's glass.

It was during this short interval that the woman whispered, "My parents asked me to rescue Song Che immediately." ”

"Are you sure you want to do this? The situation is very dangerous now, and if you don't care, you will expose us. The waiter instinctively wanted to frown, but he still tried to put on a professional smile, and in the eyes of others, he was obviously serving customers.

"No way, he's my brother, even if he is not related by blood......"

The woman sighed, but her tone was categorical, without the slightest hesitation.

At this point, the identity of the woman is basically about to come out: Shang Ke!

However, Miss Shang Ke's appearance doesn't seem quite right......

"Alas, it's really uncomfortable to have such a big piece of skin on your face on such a hot day."

Shang Ke couldn't help but rub his cheek with his hand, and sighed with emotion: "For the sake of this little rabbit cub, the old lady can only be a demon to help her brother." ”

After speaking, Miss Shang Ke stood up, swayed her graceful figure, and left the beach.

And the waiter also quietly disappeared on the beach at some point.

……

Queen's Hospital.

In the operating room.

Although there was no conflict, the atmosphere was also solemn to the extreme!

In fact, Song Che also made the first time that the eldest girl got on the sedan chair for the head replacement surgery.

But as a top clinician, he can do it as long as he understands the principle.

To put it bluntly, the principle is somewhat similar to the broken arm reconnection.

It's just that the allogeneic transplant is another head separation,

Whether in terms of risk factor or surgical intensity, it is more than ten times higher than the reconnection of the broken arm!

For example, the reconnection of a broken arm is generally carried out within six to eight hours, and the longer the time, the lower the success rate.

As for this head transplant surgery, it must be controlled to about half an hour!

And the brain is also the most complex part of the human body, and the difficulty can be imagined!

At this time, it depends on the skills of the two chief surgeons on the scene, as well as the creation of patients!

Looking at Park Zhongtian, who was gradually in a "thawing state", Song Che could already imagine the pain and suffering of Park Zhongtian in the process of being frozen to death.

Although he had no good impression of, or even dislike, Park Zhongtian, illegally taking the lives of others still deviated from his principles of practicing medicine.

"You didn't kill people, do you still feel guilty? Could it be that this is your famous saying in Huaxia, I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me? Che Shihyuk's playful voice came through the mask, and at the same time, he was rubbing the scalpel, as if he was warming up.

"I'm not that compassionate, and I don't know him well. I just didn't feel comfortable because it was the first time I had built someone else's life on the death of someone else. Song Che said lightly.

His hands were also moving, but he was rubbing Pu Zhongtian's body, from the abdomen to the heart to the neck, as if he was familiar with the structure of every artery, vein, and even the subcutaneous tissue.

Che Shihe smiled: "Why don't you try to think from a different angle, you have done so many transplants, from the heart, liver, cornea, and other organs to the spinal cord, which continuation of life is not based on the sacrifice of other people's lives." In addition to a small number of voluntary donations, more life organs come from those who use money and power to deprive them from life forms! ”

"From a broader perspective, the continuation of life is originally based on the law of the jungle, and whoever is the richest and most powerful can stand at the top of the food chain. Life is a paradox! ”

Hearing these meaningful and profound words, Song Che couldn't help but smile: "Isn't it a bit ridiculous that we are obviously believers in scientific practice, but we are discussing philosophical issues here." ”

"After being a doctor for a long time, the true meaning of life will sprout unconsciously, but we have experienced more and become more numb, so it is not the same thing." Che Shihe seemed to have a lot of emotion at the moment, and he asked with interest: "Doctor Song, if you can end this bloody storm and grievance entanglement, what are you going to do in the future?" ”

"Go back to my hometown to open a clinic, marry a wife, buy a house, buy a car, and then respond to the national policy to have two children, preferably a boy and a girl." Song Che replied very sincerely: "What about you? ”

"I can only envy you, because I have no chance to turn back, and there will be no return date since I set foot on the road to **." Che Shihe smiled helplessly.

The two looked at each other, and then they both silently agreed.

"The true meaning of life is so profound that I suggest you find another opportunity to sit together and have a drink after the surgery." Sister Ling reminded: "Now, let's think about how to extend the life of the patient, the donors are all dead, and we can only try to save one person." ”

As she spoke, Sister Ling pointed to the life monitor, indicating that the time was ripe for surgery.

Che Shihe temporarily stopped playing with the scalpel and said, "According to the plan agreed in advance, each is responsible for its own piece." ”

The surgical plan set on the cruise ship was that Cha Si-hyuk was responsible for cutting off Kim Sung-hoon's head, and Song Cheol was responsible for removing Park Jung-cheon's body.

Anyway, Park Zhongtian is already dead, and if he takes a few more knives, Song Che doesn't have to bear any responsibility.

Moreover, relatively speaking, Song Che is more sure of the heart of the knife.

Now that Park Jung-cheon's heart has stopped beating, the first step for Song Cheol to do is to try to get his heart back to pacing!

"Thirty minutes to start!"

Song Che gestured to Lisa, then took the scalpel from Sister Ling's hand, and stabbed it into Park Zhongtian's left chest like the wind!