My past life was a fan of all men

Chapter 1 My previous life was a fan of ten thousand men

In the operating room, the doctor was hesitantly walking back and forth in green surgical gowns. He really couldn’t think of a better way. There was no other way but to disembowel the patient and perform cardiac resuscitation, but the patient was dying. Liu Hui, the most respected and respected chief physician in the Department of Cardiology of the top three hospitals in A City, was also at a loss.

His hands in plastic gloves were trembling with the gleaming silver knife. No matter how many big scenes he had seen and the clinical experience of thousands of times of this type of operation, Liu Hui still didn't dare to do it lightly.The patient fell vertically from the top of the [-]-storey building. If there was no air-conditioning shelf in the middle to bear the weight, he would have suffered a bloody head and died on the spot.

Now the patient has multiple fractures and a big hole in his head. He has just stopped the bleeding on his head, but now his heart suddenly stopped. If the distance is less than 0.01 mm, the heart will be pierced. Liu Hui has never dared to do it, because he is afraid that if he is not paying attention during the operation, or if he just shakes his hand, the patient's life will be lost. The doctors nearby persuaded Director Liu to give up the operation, but Liu Hui really couldn't bear to see this 17-year-old boy die.

Sweat dripped from Liu Hui's forehead like beans, and the female nurse standing beside him hurriedly wiped his sweat with a towel.

There was a dead silence in the operating room, only the sound of instruments running could be heard. A male nurse stared intently at the electrocardiogram, for fear that a patient who was not paying attention would stop the heartbeat, so he could inject epinephrine in time to make the patient The heart can be resuscitated.

Liu Hui took a deep breath, and then held his breath, hardly even daring to catch his breath, as if the air around him had also stagnated.He took a scalpel and made a cut on the chest of the patient who had been rubbed with purple disinfectant.The male nurse stared at the electrocardiogram. For a moment, he saw that the electrocardiogram had "ding" and his heart pulse had dropped into a straight line. in the patient's blood to see if the patient's life can be saved.

In just one second, he saw the electrocardiogram beating again, and he tightened his thick eyebrows, and he even suspected that he was too nervous to read it wrong.

The knife in Liu Hui's hand just made a small cut on the left chest of the patient. The patient slowly opened his eyes and was staring at him intently. This frightened Liu Hui into a cold sweat, and he hurriedly took a small step back , with panicked eyes.

The doctors and nurses standing around were also flustered. They had never encountered such a situation before. People whose lives were clearly hanging by a thread, opened their eyes before the operation was performed. Moreover, at this time, the patient had already died. He has been deeply stunned, and theoretically he will never open his eyes.

"What are you doing? Why did you take off my clothes, you beasts!" Mo Lang suddenly sat up from the operating table, folded his hands on his chest, he frowned, stared coldly several times around him See doctors and nurses.

Liu Hui was the first to come back to his senses and said: "Little brother, you are not in good health. I am about to operate on you. You lie down first. Believe me, I will definitely save you." He stared again The female nurse standing aside asked why she didn't make sure that the anesthesia was given for the third time, and even let the patient wake up during the operation.But after thinking about it, it wasn't quite right, so why didn't he respond at all to the previous brain stitching operation?

Mo Lang pulled out all the needles and threads stuck in his body, and now he just wants to leave this weird operating room.

The doctors and nurses standing around rushed in to grab him and prevent him from messing around.But they still couldn't hold down Mo Lang. The doctors and nurses couldn't imagine that a boy who was only 17 years old had such amazing strength.

Seeing that everyone failed to hold down Mo Lang, Liu Hui hurriedly reached out to grab Mo Lang's wrist and said, "You can't leave the operating room yet, we will give you a detailed examination to make sure you are fine, You can only leave the operating room, and your legs are ruined, it is absolutely impossible to stand up in a short time."

Liu Hui's words were just a joke to Mo Lang. He turned his head and glanced at Liu Hui sideways, with the corner of his mouth curled up, and said coldly: "Our national teacher never asks anyone, and he doesn't need anyone. Anyone help me." After that, he stood up and walked past Liu Hui step by step. When he was leaving the operating room, he turned around and said, "This guy is very handsome. Yes, or if you beg me, maybe I will be happy, so I will accept you."

Liu Hui stared wide-eyed, staring intently at Mo Lang walking past him step by step, how is this possible?No way!He has been diagnosed as a third-level disabled by me. In other words, he can only be a wheelchair for the rest of his life, but he walked past me like a normal person.The muscles on Liu Hui's face were already distorted. He deeply doubted whether his medical skills had not yet passed the test, and whether the imported instruments were all short-circuited and made mistakes.

Mo Lang didn't care what Liu Hui thought, he stretched out his hand to pick off the short hair on his head, feeling very uncomfortable, he has always had black hair like a waterfall, but later generations grew short hair according to the trend.

At the moment when the electrocardiogram stopped, Mo Lang heard the later generation weeping in the tide of time and space, saying that he had given him all his youth, but he never looked at him directly. The roof fell, and before he died, he called that person several times, but the person never answered his calls.

He hates, he hates that he can't get the respect and approval of that person with all he has given up. That person seems to be playing with his feelings, and only treats him as a plaything for idleness and boredom.

Sleeping in the waves of time and space in his previous life, he never imagined that he did so many good deeds and accumulated thousands of blessings, and in this generation, there are not many left. What is even more unexpected is that, In the previous life, I was the most beautiful man in the world sought after by all the men, but in the future life, I will be so ruined that I will be played by others.Gritting his teeth, he stepped on the waves of time and space.

After receiving all the memories of future generations, he really wanted to spit blood on his future generations, but for the sake of his own future generations, he suppressed his breath and swallowed all his anger into his stomach.

He followed the signs to a toilet in the hospital, and looked at his future appearance in the mirror, and he was quite satisfied.Although the facial features have not fully grown, but he can clearly know that this guy with handsome facial features in front of him must be a charming handsome boy when he grows up, but he never imagined that he, with such a handsome appearance, would end up like this In the end, in the final analysis, there is no correct strategy!

He reached out to open the valve of the faucet, held some water with his hands in the shape of a ladle, washed his face, looked in the mirror, touched his cherry red lips with his fingers, and blinked with one eye, as if very satisfied This appearance of oneself.

A young man about his age came in, he smiled charmingly at the young man, the young man obediently took off all the clothes he was wearing, and handed his hands to Mo Lang's eyes, Mo Lang took the young man He changed his clothes immediately in the toilet, and then strode out.

When the door of the toilet was closed, the boy came back to his senses. Now he is still naked and holding the patient's clothes stupidly, standing in front of the mirror in a daze.

After Mo Lang left the hospital, he waved for a taxi at the entrance of the hospital, and returned to the house where the later generations lived according to the memory of the later generations in his mind.

The future generations lived in the alleys of the slums, and he was really tired of the life of the future generations. He, who was used to living in high-rise buildings before, said, why are you so useless in the future generations!

There is no one in the small flat building. The parents of later generations divorced. The mother married a big boss and gave birth to a younger brother. The father's business was bleak and he ran away.He lives alone in this simple slum. He has no relatives, and having relatives is equivalent to having no relatives. He has no friends, and even the only person he likes has left him.

It was very noisy in the slums, there were small vendors hawking everywhere, and it was dark everywhere. Mo Lang said that this way of life disgusted him. He stretched out his hand, put his index finger under his middle finger, and muttered a few words to himself , but everything in front of him remained the same, he was still in the slums, and he was still standing in this small black room where even kittens and dogs could not stay.His face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly sat on the ground with his legs crossed, closed his eyes and rested for a long time before opening them.

He frowned and shook his head. He didn't expect that the blessings of his previous life would be handed down to his later generations. There was only enough left for him to spend his whole life in the slums. He just came from the waves of time and space, and his skills have not yet recovered. , and was reborn in a later life, he also needs time to open his psychic cover, so that he can get back his skills.

After all, the later life is just a mortal body, and it is normal that his illusion cannot be fully utilized for a while. He reached out and wiped it under the tip of his nose, and then flew to the beam, curled up and fell asleep.

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