When Zhou Xue saw these ugly words, he thought it was his three-year-old daughter's homework, but when he saw the ophthalmology terms, he was slightly stunned.

When he saw the last string of numbers, his pupils shrank even more.

This is Tang Mingchu's university student number!

He and Tang Mingchu are classmates, and the student number is one number short. After graduating from college for so many years, the student number is rarely used, and generally only I remember it.

This is a note left by Tang Mingchu!

He said that the patient's bone and tooth artificial cornea surgery in bed 16 had reached the last stage, and that only he could do this operation, and he had to finish it to regain his sight. He needs Zhou Ze's secret help.

Zhou Ze's hand holding the note was trembling.

He would go to the IUC every day to ask Tang Mingchu about the situation, and he knew better than anyone that Tang Mingchu was now on the verge of a thread, his vital signs were not stable, and he was completely relying on various top-notch medical instruments to hang his life, and he might die at any time.

Xiguang Hospital could not afford to lose such a world-class genius ophthalmologist, so it wanted to revive him regardless of the cost, but it backfired. The IUC gave the probability that Tang Mingchu would survive was less than one percent. How hopeful.

But now, Tang Mingchu, who was supposed to be unconscious in the IUC, actually asked him to help take him to Patient No. 16 to complete the rest of the operation! Even if he is discharged from the hospital at this moment, it is impossible to operate on a patient with an injury to his hand!

If it weren't for the fact that there was Tang Mingchu's university number on it, Zhou Xue would definitely feel that someone was playing a prank.

……

Zhou Xue held the note tightly in his hand and went to the ophthalmology operating room at the appointed time.

There was no surgery scheduled in the ophthalmology department tonight, the doctors were off work, and a light in the corridor was broken, flickering and flickering, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

Zhou Ze walked through the corridor and saw a man in a white coat standing at the door of the No. 4 operating room.

The body is slightly short, not quite like the early Tang and Ming dynasties.

Zhou Xue stopped a few steps away from him, his eyes fell on the strangely colored hand under the man's sleeve, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

On fair skin, purple-red spots are very conspicuous.

Zhou Ze's voice trembled slightly, and he said with some difficulty: "Tang Mingchu? ”

The man in the white coat in front of him slowly turned around.

It was a face that was completely different from Tang Mingchu, pale, with corpse spots, and a stiff face, completely like a corpse!

But at this moment, the corpse spoke, and it was his familiar voice: "It's me, Zhou Xuan." ”

"Are you a human or a ghost in your current state?"

Zhou Xue originally wanted to ask with a smile, but when he said it, he choked up, his eyes were sour, and his tears were unconsciously filled.

Tang Mingchu tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile, "Count it as a ghost." My body was slashed with so many knives, and I didn't think I could use it anymore, so I went to the morgue and borrowed a body to use it first. Let's go, Zhou Ze, and go for our last surgery. ”

Zhou Ze hurriedly walked over and grabbed Tang Mingchu's arm, stiff and cold made him panic, he said emotionally: "Tang Mingchu, you give me back the corpse, who allowed you to use other people's corpses indiscriminately?" You go to the IUC with me, you give me back to your original body, your surgery is not compliant, I can't help you hide it. You wake me up and use your own body to do the surgery! Have you forgotten? When we used to be in the dormitory, we agreed to be partners for life! We have many more surgeries in the future. I don't know how to do corneal surgery yet, you said you want to teach me, and you will help me in the future. ”