Dr. Wang looked embarrassed.

Dr. Wang couldn't get in, and he was blushing and waiting outside, waiting to see everyone's unrealistic disillusionment be shattered.

Time passed twenty minutes.

Just when everyone was about torment, the door of the morgue was pushed open by Si Mingjing from inside.

She looked tired and saw a man in a white coat. She knew he was a doctor and said to him: "He is back to his heartbeat, hurry up, continue to rescue."

Traditional Chinese medicine has the advantages of traditional Chinese medicine, and Western medicine also needs the advantages of Western medicine.

She rescued the person and continued to rescue the person next. Western medicine is better than traditional Chinese medicine.

When Dr. Wang heard Si Mingjing's words, he opened his eyes wide and walked into the morgue in disbelief. With a suspicious attitude, he put his finger on the deceased's neck pulse.

Unexpectedly, I could actually hear the sound of pulse beating.

Dr. Wang couldn't believe it and pressed the deceased's chest with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

The next second, he suddenly shouted outside the door: "Hurry up, push the person out! He is still alive!"

The two young nurses standing outside the door jumped up excitedly when they heard Dr. Wang's words. One rushed in to help, and the other went to call someone. In a moment, a nurse rushed over and helped push the person out.

When Mrs. Yang saw her husband being pushed out of the morgue and continued to rescue her, she burst into tears with joy, and she was filled with sorrow and tears kept falling.

Old Mrs. Yang walked to Si Mingjing tremblingly, bent her knees down and wanted to kowtow to Si Mingjing. She didn't know how to express her words, so she could only repeat the thanks: "Thank you, thank you, you saved my son, you saved my life..."

Si Mingjing quickly bent down, helped Old Mrs. Yang up, and said, "Old Madam, get up quickly, I can't bear this great gift."

Old Mrs. Yang almost gave the black-haired man a black-haired man, and tears flowed over her face: "No, you can bear it, you are the benefactor of our whole family..."

Si Mingjing firmly helped Old Lady Yang up.

Raise your eyes and meet Mo Yinhe's black eyes.

The eyes were so deep that they were indescribable that they seemed to melt her into the bone marrow.

Si Mingjing walked over and said, "It's okay, you should be able to save it. Your great achievements, your expectations and dreams for the future of the aerospace industry will be realized one by one. Don't be sad."

He wasn't sad, he was too proud.

Mo Yinhe reached out and hugged his beloved wife tightly. He bowed his head and kissed her hard despite public public.

Si Mingjing pushed him, but did not push him away, so he could only express his gratitude in this way.

Si Mingjing is in a good mood if she can make her husband feel brighter.

After being kissed, Mo Yinhe almost died of anger. He let her go and lowered his head to ask her: "What's going on?"

Everyone stood up their ears and couldn't calmly look at Si Mingjing.

The look of looking at her directly made her god!

"Director Yang is pretending to die. He looks like a person is dead, but in fact he is still alive. The brain is caused by hypoxia. It is a shock that cannot be detected in ordinary ways, and he temporarily loses his heartbeat and breathing. I have encountered such cases in the prison star before. My master said this is called the Lazarus phenomenon."

Regardless of whether he pretended to die or not, as long as the person was rescued, Mo Yinhe would think that his wife was amazing!

It was so amazing that people wanted to kneel down and worship her, and fell under her pomegranate skirt!
Chapter completed!