Entering the operating room, Chen Ling saw Murong Songxia's pale face, weak breathing, and pitiful lying on the operating table, with a lot of tubes pierced all over his body, and the vital signs on the ECG monitor had been reduced to the lowest value.

The life curve is a faint and slow arc, the warning signal of critical life is "beeping", several doctors in the operating room are busy dealing with the wound of the **** bullet that has been removed, and it has reached the finishing stage, but the bullets on the legs and skull still no one dares to challenge.

When Murong Yan'er saw her father like this, she immediately lost control and wanted to pounce, but fortunately, Chen Ling saw the opportunity quickly and grabbed him, so as not to let the scene get out of control.

For the operation, Chen Ling is the first time that the eldest girl has been corrected, but Zhou Guodong is a veteran of a hundred battles, so as soon as he entered, he spread his hands very politely, obviously waiting for someone else to dress and tie up, and the nurse's reaction was only a little slower, and he sprayed: "Are you new here? I don't understand this rule!"

The nurse is indeed new, but she still understands a little bit of the rules, but so many people come in together, all of them stink and have their noses on the top of their foreheads, and she can't tell who is in charge and who is secondary, so she has to take it for granted that Dean Peng will wear a surgical gown first, and hang Zhou Guodong, who has spread out his hands, is there to hang outstretched, just for less than 30 seconds, she was innocently sprayed!

Looking at the nurse's aggrieved expression, Chen Ling had to sigh, he was another cannon fodder in the battle between Peng and Zhou, he was also a fallen person at the end of the world, why should he have known each other when he met, raised his eyes and took a closer look, hey, she really knew this nurse, isn't this the super beautiful one who spoke for herself in the outpatient lobby that day, but it didn't work?

Chen Ling was the last to wear a surgical gown, although he hadn't worn this kind of clothes, but there were already so many samples for him to see, so he wouldn't make any jokes.

"Don't be angry, it's not worth punishing yourself for other people's mistakes!" Chen Ling whispered to him when the beautiful nurse put on his surgical gown.

Nurse Meimei was obviously stunned when she heard this, and then smiled and nodded at her with relief.

Embroidered curtain Hibiscus smiled, slanted the duck kissing the cheeks, the eyes were only guessed, Chen Ling saw her so charming and charming smile, her expression couldn't help but stagnate, this woman is good-looking, she looks better when she smiles, but poor Zhou Guodong, who still prefers others to wear glasses, is so indiscriminately spraying people, I really don't know what pity and cherishing jade is.

When Chen Ling was putting on the surgical gown, Zhou Guodong, who was playing a big name over there, was already pointing and shouting, one would let this prepare this, and the other would let that prepare that, and the doctors in the operating room were all directed by him.

It's so easy, Zhou Guodong's extremely picky requirements are all ready, and he Shi Shiran walked up and glanced at the part of Murong Song's head that was shot, then stretched out his big hand and shouted with full aura: "Quick freezing gun!"

In order to avoid being sprayed, another nurse immediately handed over the quick-freezing ice gun with a quick eye.

After Zhou Guodong took it, he pointed to the side end of the exposed bullet tail with the freezing tip of the ice gun, and then pulled the plate to start the quick freezing.

A few minutes later, a layer of looming frost had appeared at the tail of the bullet, and Zhou Guodong saw that the time was almost up, so he stretched out his hand again and said, "Adsorber!"

The nurse hurriedly handed over the adsorber again.

Zhou Guodong put one end of the adsorber against the tail of the bullet, and then said: "Suction!"

The doctor who operated the negative pressure device over there quickly adjusted the negative pressure to the first gear.

Zhou Guodong moved the adsorber in his hand, and felt that the bullet was sucked, and then began to pull out!

This is a job without any technology, but everyone has to praise Zhou Guodong's cleverness, because this simple method without any technical content can solve extremely difficult surgical problems.

At this time, everyone thought that the bullet stuck in Murong Song's skull would be easily removed, and even Dean Peng thought so, although he had sacrificed, if he could successfully save Murong Song's life, so that the Murong family owed him this great favor, it would be worth it.

However, sometimes, people are not as good as heaven, and sometimes there is a huge age gap between theory and practice, like Dean Peng and Yan Xinyue.

Zhou Guodong took it for granted that he would gorgeously complete this bomb removal operation that was difficult in the eyes of others, but it was easy, but the result was wrong, and it was a big mistake, although the adsorber had already absorbed the bullet, but no matter how he pulled it out, he couldn't pull the bullet out.

Once, twice, three times, n times, Zhou Guodong almost threw the adsorber and switched to iron tongs, but in the end he still couldn't pull the bullet out.

"Pressurize!" Zhou Guodong shouted.

The doctor who operated the negative pressure device quickly adjusted it on the console.

Zhou Guodong tried again, but the bullet still didn't move, and his face became whiter and whiter, "Pressurize again!"

The doctor adjusted another gear.

Zhou Guodong still couldn't pull out the bullet, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Pressurize again, pressurize again, pressurize again!"

The doctor glanced at the adjustment file and said helplessly: "Dean Zhou, it has been added to the maximum!"

At this time, anyone can see that it is not a question of whether the pressure is enough, but a question of the feasibility of the surgical plan.

Everyone attaches too much importance to the effect of the open card, like those star-chasers who worship foreign charm, think that the brand is a good product, think that the star is a good person, but ignore the essence, a fart is a fart, no matter how the packaging is impossible to become a very fragrant fart.

"How can this be, impossible, my surgical plan is feasible!" After repeated attempts to no avail, Zhou Guodong still couldn't accept the reality.

Indeed, the surgical plan is indeed feasible, but it is only theoretical! The experts did not dare to say anything, but they all answered him with tacit understanding in their hearts.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Zhou Guodong held the adsorber in both hands, ready to use all his strength to pull out, it seems that this person is really angry to the point of being annoyed and angry and losing his mind, point-to-point gentle force is feasible, but if you want to use bull force to slam, then an accident may happen at any time.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do this!" Chen Ling came to the front of the ground and looked at Zhou Guodong coldly, if he really wanted to go his own way, then the fists of the ancient officials would no longer be polite to him!

This stinky fart and ignorant guy, classmate Chen Ling has put up with him for a long time.