The sick and weak boss relies on me to reach the pinnacle of life

Just when Yan Ji was still immersed in the anger and guilt of the Chinese Medicine Association's warning and rejection of them just now, he suddenly saw Xie Qingtang standing there without saying a word, and even started to fiddle with the medicines and equipment in the laboratory .

Looking at the thin and slender figure, but his movements were so firm, Yan Ji took out the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet and began to study, Yan Ji was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After a long while, Xie Qingtang turned his head and looked at Yan Ji suspiciously and said, "What are you still doing there, why don't you come and help me?"

"Oh, good!" Yan Ji, who came back to his senses, walked over quickly, helped Xie Qingtang sort the medicinal materials, and said after a while: "Doctor Xie, don't you think a little bit about what the vice president said just now?" Don't you care?"

"I care, why don't I care, but I won't let myself immerse myself in that emotion for too long, because I have more important things to do, and a person's life is more important than those ridiculous remarks." Xie Qingtang said calmly and firmly, and then wrote the prescription next to it, recording the experiment process.

Hearing what she said, Yan Ji suddenly felt that he was too impatient compared to the girl next to him who was a few years younger than him, so he couldn't help laughing, nodded fiercely and said: " You're right, compared to a life, I can't figure out what those words and sarcasm are."

"It doesn't matter. Anyone who hears those words will be angry. Just figure it out. Look, what do you think of this medicine? I think putting it in this prescription may increase the efficacy of the medicine by [-]%." Xie Qingtang smiled. Nodding his head, he brought the topic to research in a short while.

Yan Ji also immediately turned serious, and put all the things that happened just behind his mind, and studied the prescription with Xie Qingtang. The two of them looked like no one else was around, and Zhao Yuncheng, who was standing at the door, gritted his teeth fiercely.

It turned out that after those people left just now, Zhao Yuncheng turned back secretly, and then took a few glances into the laboratory. Seeing two people studying the prescription seriously and seriously, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart .

"If these two little people are really allowed to develop a cure for the plague, then my position will be in jeopardy. No, I have to make two preparations." Zhao Yuncheng said while standing at the door, gnashing his teeth.

Then he left quietly. The two people in the laboratory didn't know that the two of them had been targeted. The two of them stayed busy until very late before returning to the resting place, and the people next to them had already fallen asleep.

"Today is considered to be a small harvest. Let's continue tomorrow. Doctor Xie, take a good rest." Yan Ji said to Xie Qingtang with a smile, and finally went to the bed next to him and lay down directly. The moment he lay down, he He fell asleep deeply.

After a busy day, everyone was very tired. Xie Qingtang naturally felt very tired too. Just as she was about to lie down and rest, a doctor next to her suddenly pulled her up and said with a slight frown: "There is an emergency department Patient, need help."

"Okay!" Without any delay, Xie Qingtang turned over and got out of bed, followed the doctor out and went downstairs, and then let her see a scene that she would never forget.

A mother was holding a little girl in her arms, sitting in the corridor crying and saying: "I beg you, save my daughter, she is still alive!"

"It's not that we didn't save her, but that you really came too late, and your daughter has already died." A nurse next to her said to the mother with some embarrassment.

The mother's voice was hoarse from crying, and she couldn't utter a word when she heard the nurse's words. She just kept shaking her head and her daughter's body helplessly and sadly.

Seeing this scene, Xie Qingtang froze there, and the doctor who woke her up grabbed her hand and said with a frown: "Don't look, hurry up and help!"

"Wait a minute." In the end, Xie Qingtang still couldn't see it, and ran to the helpless mother, took her daughter from her arms and said, "Let me help you look."

"Thank you." The mother immediately said tremblingly, and when her daughter was completely in Xie Qingtang's arms, she fell over with a plop, and fainted heavily in the hospital corridor.

Seeing this scene, Xie Qingtang didn't know what to say anymore, and the little girl with a cold body in her arms was also stunned, her fingers tremblingly landed on the little girl's pulse. I didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, Xie Qingtang came to her senses, because the little girl in her arms had indeed been dead for a while.

At this moment, she didn't know what to say, so she crouched there helplessly holding the little girl who had been dead for a long time, while the woman was given first aid by the nurse and soon woke up.

"Where's my daughter? Where's my daughter?" After the woman woke up, she immediately looked for her daughter. Xie Qingtang moved her daughter into her arms again with heavy steps, and said very sadly: "I'm sorry, your daughter really died."

After the words fell, the mother seemed to have not heard what Xie Qingtang said, still hugging her daughter's cold body tightly, and murmured: "Save my daughter, save my daughter, she is not dead , she really didn't die."

At this time, the Chinese doctor just now had tightly grabbed Xie Qingtang's hand and dragged her out of the ward, then scolded: "I told you just now, don't meddle in your own business, things like this happen every day in the hospital. If you want to blame it, blame that woman for not taking good care of her daughter, and it was already too late when she was sent to the hospital."

"That little girl also died from the plague. How can the plague be so severe that it can kill people without any warning signs?" Xie Qingtang muttered.

The Chinese medicine doctor standing in front of her seemed to be a little bit unbearable when he saw her like this, and then he sighed and said, "Who can say for sure about matters between life and death? What our doctors can do is to treat those who are still alive." We can't do anything else to bring back the patients who haven't stepped into death, so don't think too much, there are still many things we need to do."

After speaking, Xie Qingtang worked hard to calm down her emotions, then put on the protective clothing, and kept busy following the others, so busy that she didn't know the difference between day and night.