Captain is a sick beauty

"His hand was scratched by iron products? Did you get a tetanus shot?" Song Xuanmo frowned and asked the person leaning on Xunyin's shoulder.

"Yes, the team leader had a low-grade fever when he arrived, and we went to the hospital for the first injection as soon as we arrived."

Song Xuanmo checked Pei Qingyu's skin, and said to himself: "I got a tetanus, it's not an infection problem, there is no rash, and it's not an allergy. Strange..."

Xun Yin felt that Pei Qingyu's whole body was limp while lying in his arms, he hugged him tighter, turned his head and asked hastily: "Doctor Song, what exactly happened in the room just now?"

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Pei Qingyu has been a little out of breath since just now.

His hand supporting his forehead began to tremble unconsciously, which forced him to slowly lower his arm, changing from sitting to lying on the armrest next to him.

Pei Qingyu tilted his head and smiled at Song Xuanmo, trying his best to hide his discomfort: "Brother Song, why is he looking for you?"

"That's the strange thing, he didn't do anything, he just asked me if I remember the address of the blood transfusion bag factory we went to together." Song Xuanmo was stuck in the memory, lowered his head and muttered to himself. Shi Shi didn't notice Pei Qingyu's strangeness.

"We have been busy for the past few years, but our relationship has always been good. He asked me to check for him, and found that the factory had closed down a long time ago. I thought he was going to order another blood transfusion bag for this factory, so I told him the address. He casually asked if it had affected him."

——"No effect," the junior standing opposite Song Xuanmo thanked with a smile, and put the note into his pocket directly, "It's even better."

"Hmm...that sentence is so strange." Pei Qingyu's eyes gradually began to have black dots, he closed his eyes, and his voice became softer uncontrollably, "What's better..."

"I don't know." Song Xuanmo shook his head and pursed his lips: "At that time, I was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was too angry to say irony, so I suggested to go and see with him. I wanted to help him Think of a way, but unexpectedly he suddenly became serious, told me not to go there with a cold face, and then left."

"Hmm... Is there something wrong with that factory, ahem..."

Pei Qingyu's drowsy consciousness was suddenly stripped away, and he suddenly woke up for a moment, and when he wanted to think a little more, his chest suddenly felt tight.This time, he only had time to turn his head to cover his lips, and coughed uncontrollably.

"Xiao Yu?"

Song Xuanmo raised his head and was startled by Pei Qingyu's pale face. He hurriedly stepped forward and squatted beside him, patting Pei Qingyu's back lightly.

Pei Qingyu coughed and trembled uncontrollably, an unnatural blush appeared on his pale face.The fragile heart also began to beat rapidly because of the severe cough, and the feeling of oppression kept surging up.

Pei Qingyu opened his mouth involuntarily, and began to absorb oxygen rapidly.

"Brother Song, I can't breathe..."

Pei Qingyu bent down, and his body gradually fell down weakly.Song Xuanmo was also just recovering from a serious illness, and he couldn't support him at all, so he could only follow Pei Qingyu's limp force to protect him and let him lie on the ground.

"Xiaoyu, wake up, don't sleep yet." Song Xuanmo touched Pei Qingyu's forehead, and it was hot to the touch.He bent down and listened to Pei Qingyu's heartbeat, and realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

Pei Qingyu's arrhythmia was caused by sudden dyspnea. Before that, he didn't have any symptoms of a heart attack, just a sudden fever and loss of consciousness.

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"Where is his injured hand, let me see."

Song Xuanmo suddenly sat up on his knees. He took Pei Qingyu's injured hand and carefully removed the bandage.

——The wound was still red and swollen, not getting any better.

Song Xuanmo gently put down his hand, rushed over and counted Pei Qingyu's carotid arteries, and suddenly started cardiac compressions.

"What's wrong with the captain?" Xun Yin knelt aside to protect Pei Qingyu's head, watching Pei Qingyu's head weakly tilted to one side following Song Xuanmo's pressure, he couldn't help becoming anxious: "Is it a heart attack again? "

"No, you hold his head and let him lean back to open the airway."

Pei Qingyu's lips had turned purple. Song Xuanmo took the oxygen inhalation device that Pei Qingyan handed over, and his expression was a little anxious: "His breathing is failing, which is a cardiac arrest caused by hypoxia."

"He was poisoned."

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After a burst of urgent and methodical fuss, Pei Qingyu was put on a breathing mask and taken into the operating room.

Sitting opposite to the operation room, Xun Yin inserted his hands into his hair, lowered his head and exhaled deeply.

Song Xuanmo was supported by Pei Qingyan and stood aside. He was still a little weak. He stared at the slumped look in front of the operating room for a few seconds, and walked slowly over to sit next to him.

"It should be that the iron sheet that scratched him was coated with a certain high concentration. Xiaoyu itself is resistant to the drug, so his body continued to show a state of discomfort, and finally the effect of the drug took effect, leading to respiratory failure and coma." Song Xuan Mo said softly, "I didn't see it before...it's not your fault."

"En." Xun Yin didn't agree or refute, just responded in a low voice and stopped talking.

Song Xuanmo watched for a while, not sure if he had heard it, and looked back at Pei Qingyan in a daze.

Pei Qingyan and Song Xuanmo looked at each other for two seconds, but they were still defeated after all. He sighed and walked to Xun Yin's side, patted him on the shoulder vigorously, and said bluntly, "Xiao Xun, don't be too nervous." Blame yourself. We don't know that there is a high concentration of anesthetic on that iron product...but you are right to be angry, if I catch that person, hum..."

"Qingyan!" Song Xuanmo gave him a non-threatening look, signaling Pei Qingyan not to add fuel to the fire.

"Team Yan, Doctor Song, I'm fine." Xun Yin raised his head with red eyes and shook his head at Pei Qingyan, and said calmly in a low voice: "I won't do anything impulsive because of this. The captain is still in a coma, maybe later The progress of the case still needs your help, regarding the blood transfusion bag—”

"I will go find my junior brother." Song Xuanmo said softly, as if he was talking to himself or to Xunyin: "I must ask clearly what he wants to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the operating room was suddenly opened.

Pei Qingyu still had a breathing mask on his face, and was pushed out unknowingly.Looking through the gaps in the crowd, he could see that although his captain's face was still pale, his chest was still heaving slightly regularly.

"The patient was poisoned by an overdose of anesthesia. His own heart is not good. Respiratory failure inhibits the heartbeat, so it is particularly dangerous." The doctor opened the medical record and took a look, briefly summarizing: "Now the patient is out of danger. , but anesthesia overdose is still very dangerous for heart patients, and they need to be hospitalized for overnight observation.”

The operating trolley slowly pushed forward, and Xun Yin followed closely beside Pei Qingyu. He turned his head to ask the doctor some more questions, but suddenly swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

Xun Yin stared at Pei Qingyan who was holding the doctor aside for a few seconds, then turned around suddenly, and slowly pinched his fingertips into the palm of his hand.

——He and Pei Qingyu are just the simplest subordinate-subordinate relationship. At best, he claims to protect the captain, but now he can't even do this, so he deserves to continue asking here.

After leaving the police station, he has nothing to do with his captain, so what qualifications does he have.

Xun Yin lowered his head, unconsciously clenched his fingers holding the operating trolley.However, Pei Qingyu, who had been in a coma all of a sudden, felt his eyelids tremble, and coughed feebly.

"Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Xun Yin thought that Pei Qingyu was choking on him, so he hurriedly bent down.Wei Chengxiang Pei Qingyu coughed for a while, then suddenly started calling his name intermittently.

"Ah Xun...cough cough..."

Xun Yin was taken aback for a moment, and he saw Pei Qingyu's fingers hanging by his side suddenly started to tremble, as if he wanted to lift them up, but they fell down feebly.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Pei Qingyu's fingers, wrapping his whole hand in his own.

Pei Qingyu sighed softly in a coma, his body sank slightly, he didn't speak any more, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"The patient is very dependent on you. After entering the ICU, you can put on protective clothing and go in to accompany him for a while. It can calm his emotions." The doctor next to him looked up at Xunyin and said casually.

Xun Yin was stunned for a moment, he hooked his lips, subconsciously scratched Pei Qingyu's palm, and answered "OK" in a low voice.

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Hospital, blood transfusion department.

"I don't understand why that person poisoned Xiaoyu." Pei Qingyan stood at the door of the blood transfusion department and took a look in, muttering, "The amount is not fatal, but dangerous enough. Is he simply trying to torture|torture Xiaoyu? "

"Let's ask Xiaoyu when he wakes up." Song Xuanmo stood at the door of the blood transfusion department and stared inside without blinking, but refused to go in for a long time.

Pei Qingyan folded his arms and glanced inward, then turned his head to look at the hesitant Song Xuanmo, and said helplessly, "I said, who is this junior brother, why are you so nervous?"

Song Xuanmo lowered his eyes, he didn't understand why he couldn't even go in.He hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "My junior has been with me since he was admitted to the hospital. There is not much difference in age between us, and I have just become a full-time member. I like to discuss everything with him, and I am familiar with it after a while. up."

"Well, the role of childhood sweetheart?" Pei Qingyan stood up straight all of a sudden, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said vigilantly: "Momo, you have to remember that I am your serious childhood sweetheart. He was ten years earlier..."

"Don't interrupt me, don't you want to hear the story?" Song Xuanmo glared at him, sighed and continued to speak slowly.

"He is from a poor family. He has been studying hard since he was a child and has no friends, so he has always relied on me. He originally wanted to stay with me in the Department of Cardiac Surgery when he was divided into different departments, but his mother was sick and needed care. I decided to recommend him after a long while. Went to the blood transfusion department."

Song Xuanmo recalled slowly, and suddenly frowned and said: "The blood transfusion department was relatively easy at the time, allowing him to have more time to take care of his mother. I thought he would readily accept it, but his reaction was very strange at the time. Seems very angry."

——Brother Xuanmo, do you have to let me go to the blood transfusion department?His junior brother stood in front of him with folded arms and gritted his teeth.

——No, I just weighed the pros and cons and thought that you would... Song Xuanmo was dumbfounded, he didn't understand why his junior brother reacted like this, and was at a loss for a while.

"But he didn't continue to ask, but stared at me for a few seconds, and suddenly said something that I didn't expect at all."