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Song Guihua hurriedly followed the doctor to push Ji Lanye to the ward, but when he was about to reach the ICU, the nurse stopped Song Guihua who was covered in blood and asked him to follow her to the ward to treat the wound.

But Song Guihua's eyes were only for the red light that was on, and Zhuzhu's tears fell on the floor outside the ICU, leaving spattered blood.

His wound was torn and blood was trickling, the shoelace that Ji Lanye had tied to his arm was already loose, Song Guihua didn't care about the infection of the wound, just clutching the bloody tendon that seemed to have just been pulled out of his body.

Song Guihua shook her hands and begged the nurse: "I can't go, I want to stay with him, he will be scared! He is especially afraid of being alone, so please, let me stay with him outside, please! Please!"

The nurse looked at the wound on Song Guihua's arm, and reprimanded Song Guihua in a very bad tone: "Your wound is seriously infected. Although it was bandaged in time, it tore again halfway through. You need to treat the wound urgently, otherwise your arm will not be taken away." !"

Song Guihua trembled all over: "I want to be with him, he will be scared, he will be really scared!"

At this time, a nurse hurried out from inside and shouted anxiously: "Who is the family member of the patient just now, come and sign!"

When Song Guihua heard this, she couldn't care about the pain in her body, let alone the nurse's obstruction, and staggered towards the nurse.

Song Guihua's face was full of anxiety and despair, holding on to that nurse was like holding on to the last straw. "I am! I am his family member! How is the situation inside, how is he now!"

The nurse couldn't help being a little scared when she saw this blood-stained young man, especially after seeing her expression that seemed to grasp the soul that was about to leave the body and never showed ferocious hope.

But she made up her mind and said to Song Guihua: "Okay, this family member, you are underage, I'm afraid you can't hold this word, do you still have adult parents? Are his parents there?"

Song Guihua's face was pale, a tear gushed out of his eyes instantly, and he murmured: "No, no parents!"

"His guardian is me, I will sign!"

After Song Guihua heard it, she looked towards the source of the sound like a reflection.

It's Tan Ling!

With a sullen face, Tan Ling quickly took the agreement from the nurse, ignoring his usual proud fancy signature, quickly signed the name, closed the pen, and put it in the nurse's hand.

"I brought a private doctor and asked them to participate in the operation." Seeing the nurse's expression of disbelief, Tan Ling continued, "That's the military doctor I invited. I have learned about his injury on the phone. They are more professional. As for I will discuss the responsibility with your dean!"

Tan Ling turned his head to salute the doctor and motioned for them to come in. The doctor nodded and asked the nurse to change his surgical gown.

The nurse saw Tan Ling's domineering manner, and saw that the hospital leader was rushing here, so she hurried to help change the surgical gown.

When Tan Ling saw the doctor go in, he asked another nurse to get the toolbox.

Tan Ling squatted down, put on his glasses, looked at Song Guihua who was slumped on the ground, and sighed.

Tan Ling's originally cold voice softened: "Raise your hand and let me see!"

Song Guihua stared blankly, and mechanically raised his hand to Tan Ling.

Tan Ling took a look: "Fortunately, Lan Ye took care of you in time. Although you were still bleeding, luckily you didn't hurt your bones."

Song Guihua looked at the ICU without blinking, he was afraid that everything would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Tan Ling took the medical kit and treated Song Guihua's wound skillfully.

The nurse asked if anesthesia was needed, and Tan Ling glanced at Song Guihua, who was in the ICU, "No, there is no need for anesthesia or not, just let him suffer, and remember this lesson!"

The nurse was terrified, but Song Guihua did not show any painful physiological reactions from taking the medicine.

After Tan Ling finished the treatment, he picked up the needle and stuck it in for him. After finishing the treatment, he stood up and asked the doctor to see if he needed any more treatment.

The doctor arrived early, seeing Tan Ling treating the patient's wound, he originally wanted to rush out to scold Tan Ling and ask the nurse to send him to the ward to treat the wound, but he was stopped by his colleague, who tried hard at him Nuzui, I saw the dean waiting by the side like a grandson and at the same time glaring at him who had already taken half a step...

The doctor had no choice but to swallow his anger and wait anxiously. Seeing that Tan Ling finally let him pass, he passed by like the wind.

The doctor checked, and the frown that was originally frowned by Tan Ling's handling of the patient gradually relaxed.

The doctor sighed a little, the wound was treated very well, it can be said that it was not as good as him, but then he began to panic.

Rich, powerful, domineering, perfect treatment of knife wounds, the combination of these words may not point to a good status, and the doctor even doubts whether Tan Ling can also treat gunshot wounds.. ....

Tan Ling thinks this young doctor is very interesting, he can read what he thinks of him in his heart from the doctor's face.

Tan Ling felt that the doctor might be scared to death, so he opened his mouth: "You don't have to worry so much, someone in my family has been a special soldier, and I have studied medicine in college, so I can treat wounds!"

As soon as Tan Ling finished speaking, some people came pushing the latest medical equipment.

Tan Ling once again showed the posture of a superior: "I only have one request, the people inside must not die!"

After Tan Ling finished speaking, he waved his hand, making everyone disperse.

The dean only felt that his head was going to be quite bald again. The injury of the person inside was very dangerous. Whether he could survive it would depend on the patient's physique and will. go, but...

But the operating table is full of unknowns!

The dean didn't promise, but he waved everyone back.

At this time, there were only two people left outside the operation, one was shattered, tearing his heart out;

Although it was warm inside the building, it was cold winter, and it was a hospital, especially the hospital's operating room with red lights on, so it was bitingly cold.Tan Ling knelt down and hugged Song Guihua, who was blue-faced, numb and weeping, into his arms.

Tan Ling stroked Song Guihua's head once and for all, "Lan Ye is a very strong person. He has come here alone in loneliness all these years, and he has not suffered from mental illness, which shows that Lan Ye is strong in his heart. This He will survive this time, we have to believe in him!"

Song Guihua seemed to hear this, his stiff neck made a cracking sound, his tense muscles were shaking, his throat became hoarse from crying, making a sound like a cuckoo's cry.

Song Guihua swallowed a mouthful of saliva as if swallowing a knife, her throat was burning with pain: "That's right, I believe Lan Ye, Lan Ye will definitely survive!"

Waiting has been long since ancient times, coupled with the continuation of life, it is even more like a year!

Finally hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Guihua ran to the doctor with hands and feet on the ground, and the gauze, which was as white as jade, was soon dyed red again.

Song Guihua grabbed the doctor's arm and asked anxiously, "How about it, doctor, are the patients inside out of danger?"

The doctor took off the mask: "He is out of danger, but he needs to rest! And his cervical spine and back are seriously injured, he must be taken care of. He is a student, so he will inevitably suffer from cervical spine pain. This requires your family members to give him some massage work at night." .”

Song Guihua lifted up the original loose core and grabbed the doctor's hand stiffly, "Cervical spine, back spine! Didn't he hurt the head? How could he hurt the cervical spine and back spine!"

Song Guihua couldn't believe it, Lan Ye, what Lan Ye injured was his back and cervical spine!

Tan Ling stepped over and grabbed Song Guihua who was about to lose control. He frowned and said, "Song Guihua, calm down! This is a hospital, you are presumptuous!"

Song Guihua red-eyed, completely ignoring whether the wound would tear again, he shook off Tan Ling's hand, and said out of control, "His cervical spine! His back! Did you hear that! He..."

Snapped!

The rest of Song Guihua's voice disappeared into the void, and he was directly bent by Tan Ling, his pale face finally turned rosy, but only the area of ​​the slap was red with blood!

Tan Ling withdrew his hand: "Song Guihua, you are the second young master of the Song family, you are so presumptuous to me outside!" Tan Ling pointed at the doctor, "He is Ji Lanye's life-saving benefactor, you just have this attitude! You Apologize to me!"

Song Guihua followed Tan Ling's command blankly, bowed and apologized to the doctor. "I'm sorry, I was fooling around!"

Tan Ling also apologized: "I'm sorry, Dr. Gong, children are not sensible, I hope you don't care about him!"

The doctor shook his head: "I can understand your feelings." The doctor looked towards the operating room, "His back is different from ordinary people, it should be caused by years of training."

After finishing speaking, the doctor looked at Tan Ling and Song Guihua: "Is this student preparing to join the army?"

Song Guihua seemed to see salvation, and immediately grabbed the doctor's arm.

"Yes doctor, he is a seedling of the special forces, and the higher ups value him very much. Will his cervical and back injuries not affect his joining the army, is it a doctor!"

Tan Ling naturally hopes that Ji Lanye can follow his own path, but he also knows that Ji Lanye's ability to save his life this time is already protected by his parents, so he just asks the doctor to talk about Ji Lanye. Lanye's current situation

Tan Ling calmly said: "Doctor, you can just tell us frankly, all we want now is his real situation."

The doctor sighed: "What I want to say is exactly this. Special forces training requires high physical condition, but his current condition is not only not suitable for special forces training, but also unable to participate in ordinary training. This injury not only hurts him He even injured his cervical spine and back, and even injured his eardrums. It’s okay to set off some fireworks, but he can’t stand the gunshots, which will burst his eardrums.”

Song Guihua lost his strength all of a sudden, he couldn't stop stepping back while shaking his head, and kept muttering: "How could this happen! How could it be that you can't even be an ordinary soldier! How could this be!"

Tan Ling also frowned, Ji Lanye's lifelong wish was to be in the army, but obviously, he couldn't be a soldier at all, and he would never be able to wear that army green in the military camp for the rest of his life!

The doctor just shook his head, lamenting that the country has lost a good seedling!

Tan Ling hurriedly thanked the doctor: "Dr. Gong, thank you all this time! It's late at night, you have worked hard! My driver is outside, and the hotel has already prepared for you. Do you want to go home or rest nearby? , just tell the driver!"

Tan Ling looked at Song Guihua who seemed to be drowned, then turned his head and smiled wryly at Dr. Gong, "I really dare not leave him in this situation. I'm really sorry this time. I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free. Thank you! Forgive me for not being able to send you home in person this time.”

The doctor nodded to express his understanding, and then walked towards the door of the hospital.

Seeing the doctor leave, Tan Ling rubbed his brows and looked at Song Guihua this time.

Tan Ling pulled Song Guihua, who was streaming down his face, into his arms.

Tan Ling caressed Song Guihua's back: "Lan Ye is fine, this is something to be happy about, don't be so sad anymore! Lan Ye wakes up and sees your scarred appearance, she will definitely blame me for not taking care of you. Hello!"

Song Guihua's breasts were filled with blood and tears, he grabbed Tan Ling's clothes tightly, Tan Ling could feel the strength, and even more, Song Guihua wanted to tear himself apart!

Song Guihua cried bitterly: "Brother! I ruined Lanye, I ruined what he insisted on since childhood! Brother! What should I do! Brother, what should we do with Lanye! Brother, what should we do, what should we do!"

He has seen Ji Lanye's superhuman force value, he knows how hard he worked to go to the army where his parents are, and he knows how happy and confident he was when he was honored by his superiors as the next generation soldier king!

But everything was ruined by him!All ruined!

He was the one who ruined Ji Lanye's military camp dream, it was he who ruined Ji Lanye's pursuit of his parents, it was he who ruined Ji Lanye's only thing that made her happy and confident, it was he who ruined Ji Lanye's past ten years His support is that he ruined the soldier king who was proud of his whole life, and it is he who makes everything ordinary and mediocre!

His Ji Lanye was supposed to be born extraordinary, but because he can only be mediocre all his life!

Song Guihua clenched her fists, all the veins popped out!

what do I do!What should Ji Lanye do!what should we do!