The London Rose Garden Hotel, Michael's early arrival, did not cause any fan gathering.

The news was well blocked, which allowed Michael to be in the room and finally get a good rest.

He was so tired, he was still rehearsing yesterday afternoon, and in the evening he flew to London, he couldn't sleep at all, and when he arrived at the hotel at one o'clock in the morning, he almost didn't want to do anything, and he was lying in bed anxious.

"I'm so tired Morey, I need sleep. Michael turned to his doctor for help.

His personal physician, Morey, asked, "Why did you insist on coming to London?"

"This is my last concert, I'm in such a bad fit that I don't want to disappoint my fans," Michael said. I had to come early to get used to the venue. ”

Morey was noncommittal and said: "You have a situation of propofol addiction, I haven't injected you with it for two days, you should quit it, Michael......"

Michael closed his eyes and acquiesced, and Morey gave him 10 milligrams of diazepam to help him fight anxiety.

Half an hour later, Michael was still anxiously unable to sleep in bed, and suddenly opened his eyes and instructed: "Morey, during the day, maybe a fan comes to me, and my assistant Williams will screen out the fan representatives, and if I fall asleep, let them wait." ”

Morey asked, "Are you so tired to meet fans?"

"So I need sleep now, Morey. Michael said.

"You've hit Valium, and it's not effective at all. Morey said.

Michael closed his eyes and said, "You have a way, right?"

"Of course. Morey smiled as he injected 2 milligrams of lorazepam into saline, another drug that had the same effect as Valium tablets.

The hotel security guards and assistants were then informed that Michael was going to rest and not see anyone.

By half past three in the morning, Michael still hadn't fallen asleep, and Morey injected another 2 mg dose of midazolam. This is again a powerful sedative.

After another two hours, Morey added another 2 mg of lorazepam.

Two more hours later, Morey injected another 2 mg of midazolam.

In this way, the mixture of various drugs is constantly accumulating.

Finally, by ten o'clock in the morning, Michael still hadn't fallen asleep, still extremely anxious.

"I'm having a hard time, Morey, let me fall asleep, propofol, I need it. Michael said.

"You're resistant to it, and you need a little more to be effective," Morey said. ”

"More then!" said Michael, insisting.

Morey nodded, and directly pulled out 25 mg of propofol in the drip, he watched as the drug was fed into Michael's body for a full ten minutes, and suddenly he left.

"I'll go to the bathroom, Michael. ”

Morey walked into the toilet and spent two minutes in it, looking at his watch before coming out.

By this time, Michael had stopped breathing.

At this time, it was ten fifty-two o'clock.

He felt Michael's pulse for a full fifteen minutes before he stood up and called his private clinic in the United States, but the person he was looking for was not in the clinic.

After that, he called another patient of his own, a wealthy man, to be exact.

The other person said, "You shouldn't call me, I'm just a patient, I can't make any suggestions about Michael's condition, you're the doctor." ”

"Perhaps, you should call his assistant and advise him to call an ambulance. ”

"It makes sense that I should have called an ambulance myself, not his assistant first," Morey said. ”

"Celebrities, they must be responsible for their privacy, and if they can deal with it internally first, they will definitely not want to let the hospital know about it first. If something really happens, you are manslaughter. The other party said.

"I see," Morey said. ”

He just hung up the phone, but at this moment, Huang Ji was the first to break in, followed by Sophia and others, and Williams was among them.

Williams is Michael's assistant and a member of the Messiah.

Morey's reaction was quick, and while pressing on Michael, he was doing CPR on him, and shouted, "You're just in time, Williams, come here, he's having a bad reaction." ”

Williams rushed to Michael's side, probed his pulse, and instantly looked dead.

"He doesn't have a heartbeat......"

Morey continued to work on CPR and said, "It's okay! It's okay! He's fine, I can feel the pulse on his thigh!"

Williams nodded in panic and watched dumbfounded as Morey rescued Michael.

Seeing this, Sophia said angrily: "Call an ambulance!"

Williams hurriedly pulled out his phone and called an ambulance.

However, at the same time, Huang Ji pushed Morey away.

"What are you doing? Who are you? Get out! Michael needs to be rescued!" Morey yelled in a frenzy, sweating profusely.

Huang Ji sneered, and the first thing he did was to pull out the needle inserted in Michael's body, which was a drip of saline mixed with propofol.

"Since the drug has an adverse reaction, shouldn't you stop injecting it first when you rescue it?"

Huang Ji's words left Morey speechless.

For a moment, everyone was staring at the personal doctor.

Is this rescuing a hammer? While saying that the drug has an adverse reaction, and forgetting to remove the needle?

Huang Ji didn't pay much attention to Morey, and the second thing he did was to take out four millineedles and insert them around Michael's heart.

Then he took out a thicker steel needle and punctured Michael's fingers and toes, causing them to slowly drip blood.

Morey frowned and said, "What are you doing? Don't mess around! Michael must be rescued immediately......

He tried to step forward, but was pinned down by Pabloso.

"Who are you? You're going to kill Michael, Williams, what if you let them do this!" Morey yelled, but he didn't struggle violently.

Obviously, if there is the brutal intervention of this group of people, then he is not a manslaughter, but a deliberate murder by this group of people.

Williams looked at Sophia and said, "Who is this man?"

He was asking Huang Ji, to which Sophia said, "He's also a doctor." ”

Morey stopped talking, just watched Huang Ji rescue Michael.

At 10:52 a.m., Michael stopped breathing, and fifteen minutes later, he made sure that Michael's pulse had gone from faint to gone.

Although it is still possible to rescue it under modern medicine, it requires a large number of first-aid equipment, such as electric current to stimulate artificial pulsation, such as inserting a pump-like balloon to stimulate blood circulation.

With the current rudimentary conditions, it is almost impossible to rescue Michael.

However, he underestimated Huang Ji too much, and even Huang Ji was fully prepared last night.

I saw him take out a small bottle, extract the liquid in it with a syringe, and inject it directly into Michael's heart muscle. Michael had been in cardiac arrest and the IV was useless.

Morey's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself that this could be an anticoagulant, which prevents blood from clotting?

The color is wrong, and it turned out to be for injection, and there should be other drugs mixed in it.

Just as Huang Ji did this, Sophia put down the backpack on her body and took out a pacemaker and defibrillator.

"What?" Morey was stunned, why did this group of people still carry this thing?

"What are you kidding, without ECG monitoring equipment, what's the use of just using a pacemaker shock!" Morey couldn't help but say.

Huang Jili didn't bother to pay attention to him, glancing at Michael with the naked eye, and constantly adjusting the voltage and pulse width of the pacemaker in his hand.

"Boom!" he pressed very decisively.

Then visually inspect Michael's condition and adjust the voltage again.

"Bang!" Huang Ji's movements were very decisive, which seemed to any modern doctor to be nonsense.

Because there is no testing equipment on site, not even an electrocardiogram, how dare you shock a patient by feeling?

Is this in 'blind electricity'?

Morey was anxious on the surface, but secretly rejoiced in his heart: "These are the Messiah's people, they seem to have realized that something is going to happen to Michael, and they have prepared in advance." ’

"But what's the use of such a blind rescue? You will take all the responsibility for Michael's death. ”

Morey was thinking this, but suddenly, Michael twitched, and his legs and arms made a motion that wanted to bend.

"???" Morey was stunned, thinking that this must be a muscle reaction.

But in the next second, Michael let out another moan.

"How could it be ......"

Morey looked at Michael incredulously and began to breathe faintly.

Although Michael is still unconscious, he is alive after all.

"He's not out of danger yet, but the rest can be handed over to the hospital. Huang Ji said calmly.

"Great! Great!" Sophia and the others threw themselves on the side of the bed, looking at Michael, who had come to life, excited.

They knew that Huang Ji had expected this as early as yesterday, and prepared various drugs including anticoagulants overnight, and asked them to get an ECG pacemaker.

Everyone arrived at the scene as early as 9 a.m., but because they were told that Michael was resting, and they were in the name of fan representatives, it was impossible to see Williams as an internal response.

Finally, at 10:40, Huang Ji repeatedly said: If I can't see him again, he will die.

Only then did everyone desperately knock over a few useless security guards and break in.

Sure enough, by the time they caught up, Michael had stopped breathing and his heartbeat had stopped!

Under Huang Ji's calm rescue, their 'angel' temporarily regained their heartbeat and breathing.

But trouble also followed, and several of them have been pushed to the forefront.

"The ambulance has arrived!"

Rescue personnel at the hospital checked Michael's condition and immediately carried him away.

Huang Ji looked at Morey and said, "I can't seem to leave, do I? I have to go to the hospital and wait for the police to come?"

"When...... Of course......" Morey glanced at Huang Ji deeply, as if he was on pins and needles.

Huang Ji directly took it out and grabbed it: "I'm sorry, I don't want to go!"

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