Yang Rui didn't give up, let go of the questioner, but brought all the doctors from the church hospital with him.

"There are some things I didn't want to say, but now that I have spoken, I will simply say them openly...... Are you addicted to being a slave? When a slave is proud? Forgot that what you have in your body is still the blood of China? ”

Yang Rui slowly paced in front of the blonde guy and slowed down his speech, and continued with pain but passion:

"The port city is the port city of the Chinese people, it was, it is, and it will be even more in the future! The Great Yin Empire is a bandit, it was, it is, and it will be in the future! ”

The ghost guy was oppressed by Yang Rui's aura and didn't dare to fight back, but just shrugged his shoulders and pouted.

Yang Rui sneered and let go of the ghost.

"And you, proud to speak the language of birds, ashamed to speak your mother tongue, proud to worship foreigners, and ashamed to care for the motherland...... Of course, I have no right to decide your choice, but I still want to warn you that kneeling people have no right to speak and are not worthy of respect. ”

After that, Yang Rui gestured to Song Guangping.

"Professor Song, let's go, go to the ward to see my Uncle Long."

As soon as the words ended, applause rang out at the door of the consultation room.

The door opened, and two capable men walked in with a wheelchair, and it was Uncle Long who was sitting in the wheelchair.

"Well said!"

Although the four-eyed dragon is seriously ill and weak to speak, the dragon's life is still there, and the dragon's power is undiminished.

"Rui Zai, what you said can be regarded as speaking to Uncle Long's heart, why is Uncle Long unwilling to let these guys have surgery? There is no other reason, it is because the dog slave is not worthy of using a knife on your Uncle Long! ”

If the guys in the hospital were still dissatisfied with Yang Rui, but they didn't have time to fight back, then the appearance of the Xinhesheng talkers completely annihilated their self-esteem.

Dare to chew your tongue in front of the four-eyed dragon?

Let's go to the crematorium and register for a number first.

Yang Rui hurriedly stepped forward and took the wheelchair from the hands of the two capable men.

"Uncle Long, why don't you rest in the hospital bed and come here?"

Uncle Long laughed and said, "I'll come out to pee, and when I hear the excitement here, I'll stop by." ”

Song Guangping also followed in front of Uncle Long.

Yang Rui introduced: "Uncle Long, this is Professor Song Guangping Song from the Zhongshan Affiliated Hospital in the provincial capital, and he will be the one responsible for your surgery tomorrow." ”

Song Guangping smiled and called Brother Long.

The four-eyed dragon waved his hand repeatedly.

"I can't scream, I can't scream, I'm young, you can just call me Aaron."

Yang Rui pushed Uncle Long back to the ward, and Song Guangping followed closely and did a detailed physical examination.

"Well, will I survive tomorrow's surgery?"

Song Guangping smiled and responded: "I have to say, the doctors in this church hospital still have two brushes, and your condition should be much better than when you were admitted to the hospital." ”

Uncle Long smiled exaggeratedly: "You can see this? ”

Song Guangping said honestly: "I have read your medical records, I know what kind of state you were in when you were admitted to the hospital, and I also looked at the examinations you have done. ”

Uncle Long was a little worried: "What about after the operation?" After the operation, can I still fight with Rui Tsai for 300 cups? ”

Song Guangping said with a smile: "Of course not, theoretically, after the operation, not only can you not drink, but also smoke, but if you secretly drink a little and smoke two sips behind the doctor's back, no one will be able to find out." ”

Uncle Long smiled reassuringly.

Dogs don't fight, and they don't know who is the owner in the house.

After the joint education of Yang Rui and Uncle Long, the group of coffee in the church hospital has obviously converged a lot.

At the next preoperative preparation meeting, they behaved like Teddy one by one, how Song Guangping arranged, they agreed, and two of them took a book and a pen and recorded Song Guangping's explanation word for word.

These two, one is the anesthesiologist for tomorrow's operation, and the other is an assistant arranged by the department for Song Guangping in advance.

After the preparatory meeting, Song Guangping met with these two again.

Nasuke was visibly nervous.

"Professor Song, I don't have enough experience in bypass surgery, and I'm worried that I'll be dragging you back on the operating table."

Song Guangping smiled, patted the young doctor on the shoulder, and asked, "I know your English name is Vincent, but can you tell me your Chinese name?" ”

The doctor was embarrassed to reply, "My surname is Guan, and my name is Guan Peng." ”

"The name is quite loud, much better than your English name......" After joking, Song Guangping continued: "Doctor Guan, do you know what level of doctors are in charge of this type of surgery in my hospital?" ”

Guan Peng naturally didn't know.

Song Guangping asked and replied: "Under normal circumstances, it is the attending doctor who is the chief surgeon. I see that you are not shallow, and you should have some surgical skills, so ah, it doesn't matter if you don't have enough experience, as long as you relax your mind, I will slow down the operation tomorrow, and you should be able to keep up. ”

Guan Peng was obviously a little moved.

In their hospital and their department, young doctors can't enjoy this kind of treatment, how can senior doctors take the initiative to slow down on the operating table so that junior doctors can keep up with the pace?

dragged the back of the chief surgeon, in addition to being scolded or scolded.

After these preparations, see that it is already noon.

Xie Zhiyuan warmly invited Song Guangping and Yang Rui to have a working meal in their hospital, and Song Guangping happily agreed.

Hong Kong people are really particular about what they say and do, saying that a working meal is really a working meal, one plate for one person, two meats and two vegetarian soups.

It's also thanks to Professor Song that he is a nerd type expert, and if he were to change to someone else, it would not be impossible to throw his face and leave.

During the meal, Yang Rui habitually reviewed the whole process in his mind, and the strange feeling of unknown reason struck again.

I always feel that something is wrong, and it is not small, but I just can't figure out what will happen.

It certainly doesn't happen on the operating table.

The doctors of Huaguo have achieved the same level as Song Guangping, and they may not be able to compare with other Western countries in terms of scientific research ability, and they lack the basic theoretical ability of others, but in terms of practical ability, they can be proud of the world.

On the one hand, the Chinese race is suitable for this kind of delicate work, and on the other hand, practice makes perfect.

Song Guangping's surgery in a month can be compared to the amount of surgery performed by doctors of the same level in Western countries in a year.

And Song Guangping himself said that with this kind of operation, he can easily complete it with only one eye closed.

"Uncle Song, what do you think of that kid surnamed Guan?" Taking advantage of Xie Zhiyuan's absence, Yang Rui hurried up and asked.

Song Guangping snorted and said, "That's it, if I take the graduate exam, I'm afraid I will fail." ”

Yang Rui said again: "Then you are still willing to take him to the knife?" ”

Song Guangping smiled: "If you are willing, then I will take you to the stage?" ”

Yang Rui shook his head and said, "I'm worried that he doesn't have any special ideas during the operation......

Song Guangping said disapprerovingly: "No matter what he thinks, he can't set off a wave." ”

It just so happened that Xie Zhiyuan came over with a dinner plate at this time, and Yang Rui had no choice but to stop.

Song Guangping's attitude verified his speculation, such an operation is really not difficult for Song Guangping, so the possibility of this incident on the operating table is almost zero.

However, that sense of foreboding was so strong, Yang Rui's lunch was quite absent-minded.

……

City.

Jin Xuedong only took Lin Yue with him and sat opposite nearly twenty people from the Xiangjiang Fellow Association.

"Just say a few words, do you need to put up such a big battle?"

On the other side, Ou Shanhu, the boss of the Xiangjiang Hometown Association, gave a sneer in return.

Oushanhu's hometown is at the foot of Hengshan Mountain, as the saying goes, relying on the mountain to eat the mountain and relying on the water to draft, as a child of the mountain people, Oushanhu's childhood is basically spent in the mountains or down the mountain every day.

Naturally, the physical fitness is much tougher than that of people in the city.

In addition, his father is a violent temper, and the only way to educate his son is to add punches and kicks, and Oushan Hu, who has been beaten since he was a child, has naturally achieved a super ability to resist blows.

Later, a boy from a neighboring village made some money in Pengcheng, and when he returned to his hometown, he said goodbye to his hometown and came to Pengcheng penniless.

Like Jin Xuedong, Ou Shanhu also started out as a coolie in Pengcheng, and later because he could fight and suffer, he gradually gained prestige among the Xiangjiang villagers, and grew step by step into the boss of the Xiangjiang Villagers Association.

"Dong Batian, do you think there is still a need to talk between us?" Ou Shanhu made a gesture, and immediately a little brother handed him a cigarette and lit a fire for him.

Jin Xuedong smiled.

"I've already told my brother that after settling with you, my brother will quit the blockade business and go to the construction site with me, so I think it's still necessary to talk about it between us."

Quitting the blockage business?

Ou Shanhu couldn't help but be stunned.

How could the invincible Dong Batian admit it so easily?

Jin Xuedong was not in a hurry and continued: "You smashed my brother's field, beat my brother's people, and made me lose face, Ou Shanhu, you give me a happy word, how much do you think my Dongbatian's face is worth?" ”

Ou Shanhu returned a sneer, you want me to lose money in Xiangjiangbang?

No way!

Jin Xuedong's smile became more and more intense: "I came here to inform you and compensate my brother 500,000 yuan, and this account will be overturned, otherwise, you can choose a day, and we will compare." ”

Oushanhu laughed loudly.

"Do you think I'm going to be afraid of you?"

Jin Xuedong shook his head and sighed: "Are you afraid, you have to wait until the end of the comparison to know, since you Ou Shanhu also have this intention, then I suggest that it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun......"

Saying that, Jin Xuedong got up slowly, patted Lin Yue's shoulder beside him, and ordered: "You go out and call the hospital, let them prepare early, there will be more than a dozen seriously injured people waiting for rescue." ”

(End of chapter)