There was a sudden mess in the operating room, looking at the blood spurting out, Hu San's eyes were black and fainted, Zhang Tong trembled, although he did not faint, but it was no different from fainting.

"Qi Yue!" The coffin boy shouted, reaching out to hold it down.

This sound of Qi Yue brought Qi Yue back to his senses.

"Gauze!" She shouted.

Aru over there couldn't control himself at all, and barely stood still holding on to the instrument shelf.

The coffin boy reached out and took a thick wad of cloth, and Qi Yue began to fill it.

"Adjust the operating table, head down and feet high!" She shouted.

Aruhu Sanzhangtong couldn't get close to it, the coffin boy was not familiar with this bed, so he stood up and wanted to lift it up by himself, Liu Pucheng hurriedly reached over and shook the bed, and the moving bed board slowly rose.

"Saws." Qi Yue stretched out his hand again.

The coffin boy was stunned.

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"I'm going to completely split the sternum." Qi Yue said.

The coffin boy looked at her, his eyes wide open outside the mask, and his breathing became more rapid.

"It's all like this, and it's going to be split..." He said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, this is a rupture of a branch of the great arteries bleeding, there is no cardiopulmonary bypass technique, I want to find the bleeding site immediately and suture it... Gauze, give me gauze, tamponade compression to stop bleeding.... Qi Yue said, while his subordinates kept stopping, and the white cloth was stuffed in one by one, "Aru, blood transfusion!" ”

Aru wanted to answer, but she was so shaky that she couldn't make a sound.

The coffin boy reached for it.

"How?" He shouted, looking at the never-before-seen instrument.

Liu Pucheng stepped forward, took a needle and connected it to the tube, and pierced the wounded person's vein.

With Qi Yue expanding the incision again, the entire operating room seemed to become a slaughterhouse.

There was also a mess outside, and Hu San fainted when he saw it inside. Although the blood gushing in the chest was not so intuitively seen outside, it was also frightened and screamed.

The families of the injured who had been persuaded to wait on the side were also anxious at this time.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? They shouted and pounced.

Several disciples tried to stop them, but were pushed away.

The man at the head threw himself on the partition fan, looked in through the hole, and just saw Qi Yue raise a saw and pull it on the chest of the wounded.

"Murder!" The man let out a howl and grabbed the door with both hands.

The power was so great that the entire partition door trembled.

Several disciples hurriedly rushed up to stop him.

"It's surgery, it's surgery, don't be afraid." They shouted wildly.

"Brother! Elder brother! Fooled! The bolt rushed in and shouted loudly. People say that their Qianjintang is a liar and a person. Person.. What to do to practice... Practice technique! ”

This sentence corroborated the scene that the man had just seen, and the man was immediately furious.

"Slam the door!" He shouted, and rushed to the door of the operating room.

The sound of the door banging stunned the people in the operating room.

"Hold the door. They must not be allowed in. Qi Yue shouted.

Liu Pucheng immediately rushed over and slammed against the door, and Ah Ru trembled and wanted to run over, but he fell down as soon as he took a step, but he climbed over.

"You can't go in, you can't go in until the operation is over." Liu Pucheng shouted loudly.

Outside the door, there was a lot of scolding and banging on the door.

When the disciples outside heard the master's shout, they all came back to their senses and rushed up desperately. It's blocking and pulling.

The four men had great strength, and soon threw a group of disciples, and one man lifted a chair and slammed it against the door.

Zhang Tong and Liu Pucheng Aru resisted to death.

For all this. Qi Yue didn't seem to be able to hear it, she had already expanded the incision, removed the white cloth of tamponade and oppression, and began to dissect the mediastinum.

The coffin boy holds the siphon. Keep sucking the blood out so she can see clearly.

Both men had sweat on their foreheads. The clothes inside the blouse were soaked.

"Found it!" Qi Yue let out a low cry, "The left common carotid artery... Vascular clamp. ”

She stretched out her hand, and the coffin boy held the siphon in one hand and handed it over with the pliers in the other.

"Minimal stitches." Qi Yue said, stretching out his hand again.

The needle and thread were handed over accurately, and she blinked, ignoring the pain in her eyes, and began to sew.

"There's still bleeding." She muttered, reaching out again.

The thread of the coffin boy was handed over again, and as she sewed again and again, time and noise seemed to be cut off, and at this moment they could hear nothing but the buzzing of their ears.

The hourglass in the room was flowing little by little, and it had been three and a half hours.

The coffin boy withdrew his gaze from the hourglass, and then looked intently at Qi Yue's hands, which were flying in the human body.

It was at this time that Dr. An stopped outside the Qianjin Hall.

The noise almost overturned the entire courtyard.

Dr. An could hear the angry scolding and howl behind him, and his face turned white with fright.

"Father, Qianjintang must be in trouble, let's not go in." He said hurriedly.

Dr. An was anxious.

"Hurry up and push me in!" He slammed a stick.

Doctor An had no choice but to push in, this time, no one paid attention to them, no one laid the door panel for them, all the disciples rushed to the backyard, and the front hall was empty.

The people on the street outside also ran in when they heard the commotion, blocking the door of the back hall, and it was easy for Dr. An to push his father in.

The yard is like a dumpling boiling pot.

The disciples staggered, three, two, four, or five each pulled with a strong man, or hugged their legs or waists, in short, no matter how the strong man beat with his big fists, they refused to let go.

A strong man roared like madness, swinging away the four disciples who were grabbing him, and the whole of them slammed into the door.

Dr. Ann turned his head sideways and looked away.

"What's going on?" Old Doctor An asked loudly, looking anxious.

"It's a murder," said a crowd of onlookers.

This time, the door was slammed open halfway, and the man screamed to rush in, and the disciples on the ground rushed up with all their might, hugging the man's legs and feet.

The man roared and kicked, but couldn't get out of the way.

Just then, the door opened.

"What are you shouting, go away, the operation is done!" Liu Pucheng shouted.

This is the first time Liu Pucheng has said so loudly, and the noisy courtyard suddenly quieted down. The struggling and the slapsticking all looked over.

What the?

"The operation is done, and now it's in intensive care, and no one is allowed to enter." Liu Pucheng said.

He turned around and looked inside.

"Xiao Qi, is it here or move to the next ward..."He said.

Qi Yue was walking over, and his reddened eyes were already stimulated by sweat.

"Move. It's so polluted here.... Teacher.. She said with a tired voice, before the words fell, she exclaimed, stepped forward and grabbed Liu Pucheng and pulled him aside.

"Give back my brother's life!" The big man finally broke free while everyone was stunned. One step over, the big fist slammed over.

With everyone's exclamations, Qi Yue, who pulled Liu Pucheng, met him head-on, didn't even shout, and fell backwards on his back. fell into the arms of the coffin boy who was following closely behind and let out an exclamation.

As the night wore on, the prison became even darker.

The moans and wails of the prisoners kept coming out, and the smell of the stench in the air made the place even more unbearable.

The two officers hurried to run, trying to catch up with the young man who was hurrying ahead.

Huang Ziqiao kicked open the door of the house, and the four men in the house were chained and hung on the stake, Huang Ziqiao grabbed the whip on the side without saying a word and hit him with his head and face.

The four men let out one after another in forbearance of pain, but none of them begged for mercy.

Huang Ziqiao is young in the end. Soon tired and panting stopped, and the few people in front of him were already scarred.

"Qi Niangzi if..."Huang Ziqiao gasped, and he still couldn't say that word when the words came to his mouth. He grabbed the whip again and whipped it hard, "You just wait to peel the skin and bones, and break the bones and scatter the ashes!" ”

The scarred man let out a sneer.

"We lowly people, our lives are worthless, but we have never lost our lives in vain," he said in a hoarse voice. Murder to pay for life, debts to pay back.... ”

Before he finished his words, Huang Ziqiao raised the whip again and whipped it hard.

"You're cheap. Cheap life, you should die, you die a thousand or ten thousand, you can't compare to Qi Niangzi..."He shouted, smacking down hard, "Die, you die, die!" ”

As the night passed, the sky was dark, and there were people running in broken steps on the street, stopping outside the Qianjin Hall.

The door of the Qianjin Hall was open, and Chang Chunlan held on to the door with tears in her eyes and gasped for a moment, and rushed in.

There were people lying on both beds in the ward, and each had a disciple next to him to check something.

“…。 The body temperature is high... Doctor An, this person's body temperature is high..."Ah Ru choked and turned his head from the front of the hospital bed and said.

In front of another hospital bed, Dr. An, who was in a wheelchair, turned around when he heard the sound.

"him!" Hu San said viciously on the side, "You shouldn't keep him, throw him out." ”

Doctor Ann glanced at him.

"Isn't Master's efforts in vain?" He said.

Saying this, she looked at the hospital bed, Qi Yue was lying quietly on the hospital bed, if it weren't for the two wooden planks on her head for fixation, and the ice pack on her forehead, no one would have thought she was just asleep.

Old Doctor An's eyes couldn't help but appear in front of this woman's bright smile, with aggressiveness but not disgust, his eyes couldn't help but sour, reached out and touched his legs, as a doctor, is this kind of life doomed...

He remembered what his wife said, you should be a doctor to save people's lives, that is to go against Lord Yama again, how could Lord Yama spare you...

He sighed softly and pushed the wheelchair around.

"I'll take a look." He said, walking over to the hospital bed over there.

Chang Chunlan held on to the door, crying so soft that she was on the ground, looking at Qi Yue on the hospital bed with teary eyes.

The early spring sky in the capital was still cold, and after a period of dark clouds, rain and snow fell, Chang Yuncheng stepped into the barracks wrapped in a big cloak, and there were already ice crystals on his shoulders.

"Departure on the first day of April." He said, speaking to the military attachés scattered in the room, "The military department has set a date. ”

"Great, I've been suffocating for a long time." A red-clad military attache laughed.

Chang Yuncheng also smiled slightly, but this smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

"Lord Shizi." There was an urgent shout outside the door, "The pigeon has arrived." ”

The carrier pigeon, Chang Yuncheng was stunned, and immediately opened the curtain and went out.

Taking the letterbox on the guard's ground and taking out a small roll of paper, Chang Yuncheng couldn't help but tremble a little.

No news is good news, so...

He took a deep breath and opened it, and his face turned pale. (To be continued)