A lifetime of lingering: the army is unbridled

Seeing such a domineering Huo Yuan, everyone's heart skipped a beat, and they couldn't help feeling their belly. This man is really domineering, and the injuries were not caused by them, but looking at Huo Yuan's eyes, it seemed that he was the culprit. Like the culprit, they looked very unhappy.

Originally, the doctor's accusation was the savior, and the patient's family members gave him grateful eyes the most.

After being a doctor for so many years, it was the first time someone pointed a gun at his nose.

Thinking about it, it's really frustrating.

"Mr. Huo. You step aside. The patient's life image has recovered. We need further examination and treatment."

Hearing this, one of the doctors was so frightened that his legs became weak, but in the eyes of his immediate superior, he had no choice but to speak boldly.

Although saying this may arouse the anger of the fierce-eyed Mr. Huo, but after thinking about it, he is probably threatening himself, and his future is more important than his own. Because he has a thought, he finally found it. A reason not to be afraid.

Thinking of these, he straightened his eyes and looked straight at Huo Yuan.

Huo Yuan knew that he couldn't be self-willed, so he let go of Su Jinsheng's hand with difficulty, and he stepped aside embarrassingly.

Doctors rushed forward immediately.

The operating room made the sound of various instruments again, and these sounds were like a Ling Chi knife, cutting Huo Yuan's heart one by one.

God knows how much he hates himself now.

But now is not the time to repent, he can only look straight at the motionless figure on the hospital bed.

three hours later.

All the instruments stopped working, all the doctors put down the scalpels in their hands, and looked back at Huo Yuan slowly.

The few of them had discussed secretly just now, and decided to hide from this violent master first, and when the family members of these people arrived, they would tell the truth to them.

Come to think of it, this is the best way right now.

Looking at someone with a pale face, Huo Yuan took a step forward, and his first sight fell on the electrocardiogram device.

He frowned fiercely: "Why is the heartbeat so weak, you quack doctors, have you tried your best to treat it?"

The top doctors in these hospitals may have encountered such humiliation for the first time.

They all had different complexions, and one of them, a middle-aged doctor with a lot of authority, stood up, and he looked at Huo Yuan without fear of death.

A deep voice sounded slowly: "If there is no mistake in diagnosis and treatment, the patient suffered a severe concussion before, and his body was already severely injured. This miscarriage, his body is not at all. If there is any sign, she can breathe a sigh of relief, it may be that she has done a lot of good things in her previous life, otherwise, it cannot be explained scientifically, after all, she did not have any signs of life before."

Regarding these words, Huo Yuan heard that there was a gap between the furrowed brows, and his voice sounded without a trace of warmth: "When will I wake up?"

The doctor thought that Huo Yuan would ask such questions as whether his health would fail and whether he would be able to have children in the future. This simple question stumped him.

He pouted with difficulty, but couldn't speak.

At this time, a doctor really couldn't stand it any longer, and thought to himself, at worst, he would be shot, and he only felt torture for a while after working like this.

He has always disliked haggling, anyway, it's a knife anyway, so he's going to fight it out.

"This situation needs to be observed for two months. We cannot predict whether the patient will wake up, because the patient's desire to survive is scientifically impossible to obtain results. Mr. Huo, now we can send her to the high-risk ward for guarding gone."

One of the doctors, who is usually a little irritable, said slowly, in fact, what he wanted to say was that you can leave now, Zajia still has the next operation.

Hearing this, Huo Yuan didn't know what he was thinking, he turned slightly sideways, came to Su Jinsheng, pushed her hospital bed, and walked outside.

The lights in the operating room were turned off, and Yan Wuqi, Bai Bei and Huo Qi, who were guarding outside, stood up and waited for more than ten hours. They stayed close, fearing that Huo Yuan would lose control and something uncontrollable would happen. .

Bai Bei's eyes were swollen from crying like two big walnuts.

She sniffed, strode over, grabbed a doctor in a white coat, and said hurriedly, "Doctor, how is the patient?"

Even though it was only a short dozen hours, she felt as if she had passed away, and her heart was extremely heavy.

But I couldn't find a vent.

As soon as the voice fell, looking at Huo Yuan who was covered in air-conditioning, he pushed a hospital bed and walked out slowly.

Seeing Huo Yuan like this, everyone couldn't help breathing, and the corridor immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

Yan Wuqi looked towards the hospital bed, looked at Su Jinsheng who was covered with tubes, and for some reason, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was extremely fortunate to see Su Jinsheng with a pile of pipes, if he saw Su Jinsheng covered with a white cloth.

He couldn't imagine his expression.

Thinking of this, he risked his life and stepped forward: "Brother"

He wanted to ask when he would be out of the dangerous period, but when he met Huo Yuan's icy eyes, he immediately gave up. Even though there were thousands of words, he didn't say anything.

Huo Yuan just glanced at everyone indifferently, then left coldly.

Bai Bei fell to the ground, her small white hands tremblingly caressing her chest.

It took a while to find my own voice: "Su Jinsheng is not dead, is he?"

She stood abruptly for more than ten hours, but she didn't feel anything. Now, she watched a group of people pushing Su Jinsheng's hospital bed towards the high-risk ward.

Not a morgue.

For some reason, she just felt a flash of ecstasy in her heart.

At least it proves that his childhood is still alive in this world.

Huo Qi immediately went to deal with the hospitalization.

In fact, in his heart, he had the same thoughts as Bai Bei, seeing Su Jinsheng like this, he was relieved.

Wait until Huo Yuan and his party have just left the corner
One of the doctors glanced at the two of them: "Which of you is the family member of the patient?"

Bai Bei blinked his eyes in confusion, not knowing what the doctor meant by that.

Huo Yuan, the prospective husband, stood in front of Su Jinsheng all the time, they ignored him, but now they asked the patient's family members.

These are several meanings. Shouldn't the real situation be told to Huo Yuan himself? This question is a bit inexplicable.

Even so, Bai Bei still stepped forward: "Hello, I am, what can I do?"

There was a rare uneasiness in her voice.

The doctor glanced at Bai Bei and sighed deeply: "Miss Su probably hasn't married Mr. Huo yet, right?"

First of all, he still needs to make sure that if the two are married, then he absolutely dare not tell the result.

Because he knew that the consequences would be very serious. If he hadn't married and said it, maybe this affectionate CEO just lost his lover for a while and was very sad. After a while, he met his next relationship.

Maybe forget it.

At present, this is the plan in his mind.

Bai Bei's expression froze, and his tone was inexplicably strong: "Not for the time being, may I ask the doctor what you mean by that?"

The doctor smiled sheepishly: "Please don't get me wrong, I don't have any other intentions. I'm just thinking about Mr. Huo's emotions. Now I can't let Mr. Huo know the result. I want to ask whether Ms. Su can wake up even though she has the breath of life now." , is still unknown.”

Seeing Bai Bei's slightly sinister gaze, the doctor didn't bother to beat around the bush, and spoke directly.

Bai Bei only felt that his breathing was stagnant: "I won't wake up? What does the unknown mean? Doctor, please explain clearly, okay?"

She would rather believe that this was a joke, and she really didn't want to accept that her best friend of more than ten years was lying on the hospital bed like this, even waking up was unknown.

Unknowingly, her tears flowed down.

The doctor pursed his lips: "It's almost like a vegetable. As for the physical condition, we need to check and observe further. After all, everything is unknown. It's like when the patient just entered the emergency room. There is no sign of life, but in After a series of rescues, the patient had a faint familiarity and a heartbeat. From this, it can be seen that in fact, miracles still happen in this world, right? We cannot To deny some things, these things are unknown, the patient's family, I say this, I wonder if you can understand?"

After saying this, the doctor looked exhausted, and the tens of hours of high-intensity and stressful work had consumed most of his energy.

But these are the essential tasks of a doctor, and he cannot complain.

Because they are fighting against the gate of hell.

Bai Bei flickered, and nodded helplessly: "Please keep this matter secret from the doctor, let us know for now, thank you, you can go to rest."

Although she was sad, she still had the most basic judgment. She looked back at Yan Wuqi who was frozen in place, and she didn't know what expression to use on her face.

With a long sigh, he walked towards the intensive care unit.

In the ward, Huo Yuan looked at Su Jinsheng who was wearing an oxygen mask, his fists were tightly clenched into balls, and all the veins on them were bulging.

There is a strong sadness in the deep eyes.

At this moment, he was still wearing a camouflage uniform, which was different from his usual self, with a touch of cold fortitude.

"Why." He didn't understand why things happened like this.

First of all, the most suspicious candidate crossed his mind. He took a deep look at Su Jinsheng, leaned over and kissed her wrapped arm that looked like a mummy.

Turning around resolutely, when he went out, he saw Huo Qi who was guarding the outside and also shrouded in sadness.

His voice was as cold as a cold pond: "Has anyone been found?"