Zheng Xiaomeng was stunned.

What, what did he just call her?

Lemon?

She remembered that she never seemed to have ever told him what her name was, and no one in the school seemed to have ever called her Mengmeng, so how did he know?

Moreover, why is the tone and appearance of Meng Meng so familiar to him, and he doesn't annoy her at all?

"What are you doing? I'm asking you, do you have a ballpoint pen in your bag? ”

Gu Tingcheng scolded loudly, Zheng Xiaomeng came back to her senses, and quickly took out a ballpoint pen from her schoolbag and handed it to Gu Tingcheng, "Yes, yes, there is ......"

I saw Gu Tingcheng quickly disassemble the ballpoint pen, remove the head cover and tail, remove the refill inside, and then take out a scalpel from his pocket.

"Gloves, alcohol, hemostatic cotton."

The little nurse opened the first-aid kit that had already been placed next to the little boy, took out the alcohol and other items and handed them to Gu Tingcheng.

After Gu Tingcheng took the gloves and put them on, he began to use alcohol to disinfect the scalpel and the ballpoint pen that she only had left on the body.

At this moment, the boy's parents stopped crying, quieted down and watched Gu Qingcheng operate motionlessly, they were extremely nervous.

Not only them, but even Zheng Xiaomeng and the little nurse on the side were nervous to the extreme.

When he was ready, Gu Qingcheng immediately put down the knife, gently touched the connection between the boy's neck and chest twice with his left hand, and decisively lowered the knife with his right hand, inserting the tip of the knife straight into the depths of the boy's trachea, and then inserting the barrel of Zheng Xiaomeng's ballpoint pen into the trachea along the edge of the knife, and then slowly pulling out the knife.

At this moment, everyone seemed to hear the sound of gas spurting from the boy's lungs, and after a while, the boy began to breathe faintly with the help of the hole in the ballpoint pen.

"Breathe, breathe, breathe......"

The boy's parents held hands with excitement and tears welled up in their eyes.

Gu Tingcheng also breathed a sigh of relief instantly, put down the scalpel, and then began to check whether the boy's brain injury was serious.

"Contact the operating room and say I'll be there in ten minutes and I'm going to have a craniotomy."

"Okay, Doctor Gu."

Hearing the word "craniotomy", the boy's parents didn't faint on the spot, and his mother rushed up and grabbed Gu Tingcheng's arm, "Doctor, save my child, how can he have a craniotomy when he is only 12 years old, he has a very good academic performance now, he is a good child that everyone likes, if he becomes a fool in the future, I won't live." ”

Gu Qingcheng slowly stood up, looked down at the child's mother, and let her grab his arm.

"Do you want your child to live or die now? Also, who told you that after a craniotomy, you will definitely become a fool? Do you not believe in modern medicine or do you not believe me? If you don't believe it, then you can take the child away now, and prepare for his funeral by the way. ”

"You're a doctor, how can you say such a thing, you, ah, I'm not alive......"

However, the child's father was still a little sober, and grabbed his wife and scolded loudly: "Shut up for me, do you still want the child to live?" ”

The child's mother immediately shut up.

The child's father owed Gu Tingcheng and said, "I'm sorry that Dr. Gu was my wife too ignorant just now, please save my child, I don't believe in anyone, only you." ”

"Okay." Gu Tingcheng's ugly face eased a little, "Come with me to the hospital and sign the consent form for surgery." ”

"Okay."