Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Dr. Liu hadn't recovered from the phrase "Medical Apprentice Mu Laotian", when he heard the second half of Dr. Chen's sentence, he was directly angry.

"Are you crazy? You don't know what happened to him, you actually let him on the operating table."

"He insists on going, and we can't help it. I'm afraid that if the person inside is not saved this time, Mu Han will not survive. Anyway, he has saved one now. Both of them are three young people. If something happens, our hospital cannot afford it."

With that, they had pushed the alcoholic into the operating room prepared for him in advance.

Doctor Wente also rushed over.

As the operating room door closed, another fierce battle began.

The boy stood aside, watching the sharp scalpel cut through the heart of the drunkard, his own heart hurt.

More ferocious than the previous two times, as clear as if he was a living person now.

Five hours later

Everything is calm

"how about it?"

Dr. Chen, who couldn't help out the whole process, asked.

Doctor Wente took off his mask, and he turned pale after fighting for several hours.

Using standard Mandarin, he said: "The situation is not optimistic. If it were before, I was still 70% sure, but this time he was overworked due to stimulation, and his spirit and heart were severely damaged, and his heart ruptured and bleeds in many places. If it weren’t for the rescue in time, I’m afraid that even the operating table would not be able to come down. In any case, I really can’t do anything about his situation. Whether he can wake up this time depends on himself, but even if he wakes up, it depends on his condition. Can’t last for half a year."

"He is joking about his own fate." Doctor Liu was furious after hearing this.

As the attending doctor of a drunkard, he knows how difficult this treatment process is.

He suffered from severe chemotherapy, large and small operations, taking medicine for food every day, even struggling to breathe, and wandering around the ghost gate several times... Finally, he was willing to cooperate with the treatment and had the confidence to survive, but he was at a critical juncture. Take your own life in exchange for the lives of others.

Seeing that he was about to get through it, but he didn't want to make such a fuss and directly sent people to hell.

A life, the life that was finally robbed from the ghost gate, was sent back.

Dr. Liu's eyes were red with anger.

All the energy he put in during this period of time was in vain.

The drunkard was sent to the intensive care unit, and Tsing Yi was in the next ward.

Separated by a wall, one is out of danger, and the other is still precarious.

Bai Yi, who had dealt with Wales, rushed to the hospital and was in the Tsing Yi ward.

"You said he was saved by a man named Mu Han?"

"Friend? A good relationship with Tsing Yi?"

I don't know the real name of the drunkard, nor do I know that the drunkard has been living in the white clothes at the People's Hospital.

He didn't figure out what happened until he followed the nurse to the next door and saw the alcoholic.

The nurse passed Dr. Wente's words to Bai Yi, and Bai Yi paled after hearing it.

He had been asking about the drunkard before. Tsing Yi let him know that the drunkard was sick, but he refused to tell him which hospital the drunkard was in, because the drunkard did not want to see anyone except Tsing Yi.

Not even the three young masters.

And Tsing Yi didn't tell him that the drunkard's situation was so bad, so bad that he himself could not help this genius doctor.

At the moment, the white clothes were angry and annoyed.

They were so angry that they were hiding from him.

But one day, San Shao vomited blood and went to the hospital, Tsing Yi had a car accident, and the alcoholic became like this again.

Pour three at once, Bai Yi is going crazy.