Last time, it was too careless and let her get away with it.

This time, she will definitely not be allowed to continue to have such good luck!

The brother and sister have their own concerns and set out to prepare for going abroad.

On the other side, the Fu Group.

When Fu Beimo was told that there was no news of Ye Qiaofei yet, he even thought in his heart whether Lin Ruojiao would really be Ye Qiaofei.

After all, where in the world is there such a coincidence, Lin Ruojiao's various behaviors are indeed very different from Ye Qiaofei.

Fu Beimo's computer page is still stuck on the news of the plane crash, and now several days have passed, and the list of survivors has also been added.

It's just that among the additional people, none of them have Ye Qiaofei's name.

Fu Beimo's heart became more and more anxious, and he thought of Ye Qiaofei more frequently this morning.

Even Zhang Yan shouted at him several times, but he didn't notice it.

Looking at Fu Beimo's appearance, Zhang Yan couldn't say anything.

Rice Country, Central Hospital.

The dean rearranged an office for Ye Qiaofei and asked her to use it first.

Ye Qiaofei didn't make a fuss, packed up his things and went to the new office.

She had just stepped into the office with her front feet when she heard a cacophony of noise coming from outside.

"Save him, save him."

Crying rang out throughout the hallway, and the heart-rending crying could be heard in almost every office in the quiet hospital.

The medic was running around in a hurry, and it was clear that the man's condition was serious.

Ye Qiaofei watched the medical staff run to the opposite office, and soon another person came out, very puzzled in his heart.

With curiosity, Ye Qiaofei planned to go and see the patient's condition.

I saw a middle-aged man, his chest was pierced by steel bars, a ventilator was already inserted in his mouth, and the data on the instrument was about to become a flat line.

In this situation, if he delays for one more second, it will kill the probability of his survival.

At this time, several doctors had already come over, and one of them was a cardiologist, and his eyes were full of surprise when he saw this man.

"His heart is an artificial heart, and now the injury is too close to the chest cavity, and I am afraid that there is no way to operate." The man said with a look of regret.

The artificial heart is a very demanding operation, and the subtlety of it is impossible to describe in words.

This man had had this kind of surgery before, which means that there is a problem with the heart itself.

Now that the injured area is close to the heart, there is a high probability that the artificial heart will be destroyed.

Artificial heart repair is too difficult, and it is still when the two surgeries to remove the foreign body and repair the heart are performed at the same time.

Even a professional old doctor will sigh when he sees this situation.

The doctors of foreign hospitals are the most reputable, and they do not want to have a situation where they have to die under their hands.

And this person is already dying at a glance, and once he fails to treat him, he will be investigated for medical death.

They don't want to take that risk!

In their opinion, giving a death sentence for treatment is compared to their own reputation, and they only want to choose the latter.

Ye Qiaofei saw that so many people had gathered here, but no one stood up and said that he wanted surgery, and he even shirked it.

"He's too badly injured, there's no way to do it, let's prepare for the future." One of the doctors even directly issued a notice that it could not be treated.

Seeing this scene, Ye Qiaofei only felt that these people were terrible.

Obviously, this person is still alive, as long as there is still a breath, then there is still a glimmer of life.

But these doctors are worried that they will not be able to save their lives and affect their reputation.

In such a comparison, the doctors who save lives in China are simply models in the medical field.

"The patient is still breathing, and you are really sorry for the white coat you are wearing."

Ye Qiaofei stood up directly and mocked at the few people who were talking in a low voice.

When those people looked at Ye Qiaofei as a Chinese doctor, their eyes showed disdain.

"You're a Chinese medicine professional, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qiaofei was almost laughed at, these people were really shameless.

At this time, the dean also came over, and he had just learned about the situation here.

It is indeed difficult to rescue this man, and if he dies in medical treatment here, the hospital will face compensation, and even the negative impact on the hospital will increase.

Just seeing that the wounded were still breathing, the dean was also a little unbearable.

Ye Qiaofei also saw that these people did not plan to have surgery, so he simply said directly to the dean: "If they don't come, I'll come." ”

This sentence made the eyes of the families of the wounded light up, and they looked at Ye Qiaofei in disbelief.

In fact, they also know that the situation in the hospital is understandable, but they also want their families to be treated.

But this is not an ordinary operation, if you want to save the patient in front of you, you need not only the spirit of saving the life of a doctor, but also the medical skills.

The family looked at Ye Qiaofei and felt that she was so young and still a Chinese doctor, and the hope that had burned in her heart dropped a few points.

The dean is different, Ye Qiaofei's resume is the most beautiful he has ever seen, if Ye Qiaofei has the ability to help, then this one is very likely to survive.

The doctors on the side didn't think Ye Qiaofei had this ability, and they all sneered on the side: "Just her? A Chinese medicine department still wants to use a knife for surgery, will he use a scalpel? ”

"Dean, don't joke with the reputation of the hospital, there is no way to treat this kind of operation, or transfer it to another hospital, there is really no way to treat it here."

What he meant by this was not to save it, so as not to discredit the hospital.

The dean looked at Ye Qiaofei and saw that her expression was firm, and she looked determined to save this person.

The dean finally decided to let Ye Qiaofei try it, he believed in Ye Qiaofei's art.

"How sure is Dr. Mu?" The dean asked worriedly.

Ye Qiaofei took a look at the situation of the wounded and said very firmly: "Now there are seven points, if it drags on, I am not very sure." ”

If you miss the best rescue time, even if you are a Da Luo Immortal, you can't bring it back to life.

"Okay, tell me to go down and prepare for the operation, and go and prepare blood for the injured so as not to need it from time to time." The dean immediately ordered to go down, but the doctors and nurses on the side did not understand.

A doctor in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, if he wants to perform surgery, or is it such a difficult operation, does this take his profession seriously?

The most speechless was the dean, who even accompanied her to toss so much.

But at this point, these doctors had no choice but to say no more, and watched Ye Qiaofei change into a sterile gown and enter the operating room.

The first-aid light was turned on, and Ye Qiaofei also took off the steel bars in the chest cavity of the injured with the help of nurses.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the heart, otherwise it would have been really dangerous.

Ye Qiaofei formed a rescue idea in his mind, and the movements in his hands did not stop.