Zhang Ai grabbed Zhang Tao's collar and shouted: "What are you doing here, save people, Young Master Wu Cong is dead, you all have to be buried with him." ”

Zhang Tao's face was pale, looking at Wu Cong, who was still vomiting blood, he couldn't say anything bitter in his heart.

Now the patient has developed symptoms of heavy bleeding and is obviously no longer working.

Even if Wei Lao comes, I'm afraid he will be powerless, what can a little doctor like him who has just turned a regular do.

At this time, Xia Xing frowned, came to the hospital bed, and put his hands on the patient's wrists.

In the perspective eye, Wu Cong's three-dimensional image appeared in front of him.

In Wu Cong's lungs, there was a broken bone deeply pierced into it, just now Wu Cong coughed, touching the lung bone, if you don't do surgery immediately, you will definitely die within five minutes.

"Now the patient has to do the surgery right away, and there can be no delay. Xia Xing said in a deep voice.

"Hatred from Zhang Tao, +199. ”

Zhang Tao glared at Xia Xing fiercely, Nima Laozi also knew that he had to do the operation immediately, but who would do the operation?

Xia Xing said: "I'll do the operation, but I need a helper." ”

"Hatred from Zhang Tao, +399. ”

"What are you kidding, don't mess around, kid?" Zhang Tao said angrily.

What is the identity of the other party, what is the condition, why do you want to operate on the patient?

This operation may not dare to be done when Wei Lao comes, but you come to die.

Once Young Master Wu Cong can't get off the operating table, not only Xia Xing will be unlucky, but even he will be implicated, that is the eldest young master of Tianming Group, a first-line star.

At this time, Zhang Ai pushed Zhang Tao aside, grabbed Xia Xing's hand and said, "Can you operate on Young Master Wu Cong?"

Zhang Tao couldn't help but shout: "Boy, you are crazy, do you have a medical qualification certificate? Do you know how to hold a scalpel? Young Master Wu Cong has a problem, can you take this responsibility?"

Xia Xing glanced at Zhang Tao: "The patient can't be delayed for a moment, when Wei Lao comes, the patient will definitely die, the doctor is benevolent, I can't watch the patient die in front of me and be indifferent, if something goes wrong, I will be fully responsible." ”

"You are fully responsible, do you take this responsibility?"

Zhang Tao was almost mad, he couldn't care if Young Master Wu Cong lived or died, but if something went wrong, he would definitely be affected.

It's okay if you want to die, don't pull me.

"Hatred from Zhang Tao, +999!"

Xia Xing glanced at Zhang Ai and said lightly: "You can choose to continue to wait for Wei Lao to come, but I can guarantee that Young Master Wu Cong will definitely die, if you believe me, then let me operate on Young Master Wu Cong." ”

Zhang Ai looked at Wu Cong, whose situation was getting worse and worse, and was anxious, he stared at Xia Xing and asked tentatively, "Doctor, how sure are you?" ”

Xia Xing thought for a while: "Seventy percent." ”

In fact, Xia Xing was ninety percent sure, but he was afraid that people would not believe him, so he said seventy percent in a low-key manner.

"Fart, seventy percent? Do you really think you are a miracle doctor? Such a serious injury is that Wei Lao is only one or two percent sure at most. ”

"Hatred from Zhang Tao, +999!"

Zhang Tao has basically determined that this kid is either crazy or looking for death.

Zhang Ai gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, it's up to you to operate on Young Master Wu Cong, but if something goes wrong with Young Master Wu Cong, you know the consequences." ”

"Xia Xing, I'll help you. At this time, Xu Wei came to the hospital bed and said.

"Thank you. Xia Xing's heart warmed slightly.

At such times, none of the nurses present dared to risk helping, after all, it was a thankless job.

Once something goes wrong, Xu Wei will also be affected, and even lose her job.

"I'm sure you'll make it. Xu Wei nodded.

The two of them pushed Young Master Wu Cong to enter the operating room.

At this time, Zhang Tao was in front of the stretcher.

"Boy, you can't do surgery. Zhang Tao shouted.

Zhang Ai was not happy and pushed Zhang Tao aside.

"Get out of the way, you can't do surgery, don't let others do it, do you want Young Master Wu Cong to die?"

At this time, Xia Xing had already pushed the patient into the operating room and locked the door.

Although Xia Xing is very confident in this operation, after all, the patient's injury is too serious, and the slightest accident will cause unexpected results.

Xia Xing cut off Wu Cong's clothes with the help of Xu Wei, and then took out the silver needle.

The silver needle was just received by Xia Xing from the pharmacy, and Xia Xing originally wanted to go home and practice with the silver needle, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.

Xia Xing's gaze fell on Young Master Wu Cong's body, and under the perspective eye, Young Master Wu Cong's body was presented in front of Xia Xing like a three-dimensional picture.

Taking a deep breath, eighteen silver needles pierced into Young Master Wu Cong's acupuncture points like flowing water.

Xia Xing performed the Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Needle in the Qimen Medical Technique, eighteen silver needles, which penetrated into the body and pierced into the eighteen Qimen acupuncture points of Young Master Wu Cong.

Wu Cong was still vomiting blood in his mouth just now, but as Xia Xing's last silver needle fell, he stopped vomiting blood, and his complexion recovered a lot.

Xia Xing gently twisted the silver needle, and a breath of breath in his body flowed, and it was transmitted into Wu Cong's body along the silver needle.

At this moment, outside the operating room, the dean and Wei Lao came in a panic.

"How is my son doing. At this time, Wu Tianming and his wife Sun Hong also rushed over in a panic with bodyguards.

"Mr. Wu, your son ......" the dean was speechless after half a sentence.

He just arrived at the hospital, and he didn't see the patient at all, so I don't know how your son is.

Wu Tianming snorted coldly: "I donate tens of millions of medical equipment to the hospital every year, if my son has three long and two short, you will not have good fruit to eat." ”

The dean wiped his cold sweat and said: "Mr. Wu, rest assured, our hospital is a first-class hospital, our doctor is the best doctor in Huhai City, your son will definitely be fine." ”

As he spoke, the dean looked at Zhang Tao: "Which ward is Young Master Wu Cong in?"

Zhang Tao listened to the dean's words, his body trembled, and he almost cried: "Young Master Wu Cong is in the operating room, at that time, Young Master Wu Cong vomited blood, and the situation was very critical, so the operation was arranged." ”

"In the operating room, which doctor is operating on Young Master Wu Cong?" asked the dean with a frown.

"Yes....... ”

"Huh?" the dean stared at Zhang Tao.

"I don't know either, it's a passerby. ”

"Passerby......

Dean Zhang's face instantly became ugly, and his face sank: "Nonsense, passerby, what does he do? Does he have a medical qualification certificate, how can you let that person operate on Young Master Wu Cong?"

After listening to Dean Zhang's words, everyone's faces changed.