Chapter 1117: Do You Want His Life?
Gulping down his sandwich, Ning Zetian stood up.
"Uncle Six, you eat slowly, I'll go sort out the information of Junyue Media."
Sitting down at the table with her cup in hand, she shook her head, trying to shake the impetuous emotions in her heart behind her.
This time, Cheng Tianyou handed over a complete case to her, and she had to do it well.
After lazily eating her breakfast, she walked over and looked at the documents arranged on her computer screen, Cheng Tianyou nodded with slightly squinted eyes.
"I'm going to catch up on sleep, something calls me!"
"Good!"
Ning Zetian didn't reply, Cheng Tianyou grabbed his mobile phone and walked into the lounge, listening to the door close behind him, Ning Zetian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Raising her hand to rub her face, she bit her lower lip and put her energy into her work.
reminded Ning Zetian, he grabbed his mobile phone and walked into the lounge.
Close the door with your backhand, lower the curtains, and throw yourself on the big bed.
I was very tired and tired, but I couldn't sleep.
TOOK THE MOBILE PHONE, HE CASUALLY PRESSED THE PLAY BUTTON, ORIGINALLY WANTED TO PLAY SOME PIANO MUSIC TO HYPNOTIZE, BUT THE VOICE OF MISSQUEEN SOUNDED ON THE PHONE.
Because it was placed on the playlist before, the phone automatically played it out.
The man tugged at the corners of his lips on the pillow, he closed his eyes, and unconsciously fell asleep to the sound of music.
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First Hospital, Surgical Ward.
Pei Yunqing had just finished lunch, came back after washing his hands, and saw Li Jiao hurriedly coming over, "Doctor Pei, it's not good, the patient at 13 has been convulsing." ”
Speeding up his pace and rushing to the ward where the 13-bed patient was, Pei Yunqing asked as he ran, "Isn't Director Qiu here?" ”
"Director Qiu said that he had lost too much blood, but half a bag of blood was transfused into it, and it still didn't improve." Li Jiao replied by her side.
Li Jiao knew her identity very well, and seeing that Qiu Shuhuan couldn't solve it, she came over to find Pei Yunqing.
Pei Yunqing's mind quickly flashed the face of the boy in bed 13, and suddenly stopped, grabbed her arm, "You go and get two bags of calcium gluconate solution right away!" ”
"Good!"
Li Jiao agreed, turned around and rushed in the direction of the nurse's station.
Although she didn't understand why she took calcium, she had absolute trust in Pei Yunqing.
Walking quickly through the corridor, Pei Yun rushed into the ward with light strides.
Sure enough, the big boy on the pillow, who was born thin, was twitching violently.
His face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Because he had just undergone an operation, the nurses and doctors were afraid that his convulsions would hurt the wound, so they all pressed him.
The mother of the child standing next to her was so anxious that tears fell from her eyes.
"Director Qiu, what the hell is going on?"
"He's just losing blood, as long as the blood is replenished!"
Qiu Shuhuan replied with a frown.
Walking forward and looking at the child's appearance, Pei Yun turned his face to look at the child's mother, "Is this child growing up fast this year?" ”
"Almost...... Ten centimeters! The child's mother sobbed and replied, "Please, doctor...... Help him! ”
Walking forward, Pei Yun lightly grabbed the small table next to him, and quickly glanced at the case that he didn't know who put it down.
"Stop the bleeding!"
Hearing this, several medical staff, including Qiu Shuhuan, turned their faces.
"Stop the bleeding!"
Pei Yunqing just thought that everyone didn't hear clearly, raised his voice and repeated loudly.
"What are you kidding?" Qiu Shuhuan raised his eyebrows disdainfully, "The patient's postoperative blood loss caused the current situation, stop the blood transfusion, do you want his life?" ”