The room was in a mess, and the patient's wife lay on the flat car and hugged his thighs and cried loudly.

My wife's ordinary days suddenly came unexpectedly. People were gone, their families were broken, and the sky fell. Apart from instinctive crying, the woman's mind was blank.

Wang Chengfa frowned and looked grim. He walked to the patient and looked briefly and said in a muffled voice, "Cut, cut open."

"Save people!" The young man in uniform shouted loudly before holding a towel on the injured person's injury.

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, his eyebrows raised up, and a sharp breath gushed out.

But he was handsome for only one second, and just burst out with murderous aura to shock the other party. The next second, Wang Chengfa covered his chest with his hands and collapsed softly.

"Director Wang's myocardial infarction has worsened, internal medicine, internal medicine, hurry up and rescue!"

The rescue room was extremely messy, and everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs, like a headless fly.

President Li of the Third Hospital is from the Department of Gastroenterology. Although he has experienced many emergency rescues, most of them vomit blood and have been out of clinical practice for too long.

The moment Wang Chengfa fainted, Dean Li was also stunned. He stood in the rescue room in a daze and was at a loss.

"Get out!" A slap in the face of the young man in uniform and excited face, with a crisp and loud voice and extremely powerful force, which made him stagger.

The chaos and stagnation in the rescue room took only 0.1 second from the sound of the sound to the quiet of most people.

But it's not finished yet.

Zhou Congwen was tall and long, and at this time he could not tell what was wrong with his right hip joint. He took a step forward, raised his foot and kicked it, and kicked the woman on the shoulder of the flat car.

"Get out of here, there is still help, howl, howl, you're so sad!"

Zhou Congwen was straight, holding a mop pole in his hand, and drove all the idle people in the room out.

"You, get out together!" Zhou Congwen pointed at Dean Li and said.

“…”

Dean Li was stunned. He stared at Zhou Congwen in a daze, and then a black shadow fell from the sky and landed on his shoulders.

With a "pa~", Dean Li suffered a pain and almost fled the rescue room like a stray dog.

Zhou Congwen closed the door, inserted the mop rod into the door handle, and turned around and wore sterile gloves.

There were only two nurses and an emergency surgeon left in the room, and they were all stunned.

"Knife!" Zhou Congwen stretched out his hand.

No one spoke, no one ran.

"It's all a dead person, and the emergency department is rescued!" Zhou Congwen's hair seemed to be standing up, and a scent of a king burst out. The emergency department doctor "wakes up" and handes a blade.

It’s good if someone presides over the rescue, but what is missing now is a backbone.

The nurse also ran, ready to prepare all kinds of equipment that were needed and possible.

"Who taught you, why don't you cut clothes when emergency rescue?" Zhou Congwen tore open the patient's clothes, fixed the blade, index finger, and thumb into a simple pen-holding style, and cut it with one size fit.

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Outside the rescue room, everyone's emotions were instantly boiling after a brief shock.

The young man in a uniform was excited and wanted to rush in. After hitting the door twice, a thumping sound rang out. The door of the emergency rescue room was shaking, and dust fell from the sorghum on the door frame, but it just didn't open it.

"Xiao Zhao, calm down." A middle-aged man in plain clothes hugged the young man from behind, "The doctor is rescuing him, don't be excited."

"Old Liao is dead, save your mother!" The young man's eyes were red and he was already in a state of madness.

"I'm not dead or dead, the doctor hasn't said he's dead yet."

"Electric electrocardiogram is straight...bang!" The young man kicked the crack door in the rescue room. The two doors were ramped in a curve, but the force fell on the mop rod inside, but it still didn't open.

"Calm down, who is here to help." The middle-aged man dissuaded, "I have encountered a time when people are dead. The doctor saves people. As long as the doctor has not said that it is not possible, then there will be a rescue."

"Director Li, how is Comrade Liao's situation?" The political commissar asked Dean Li with a gloomy face.

Dean Li covered his shoulders with his hand and looked at Wang Chengfa, who had just been pushed to the disposal room for rescue, complained in his heart.

He cried with a sad face, "Political Commissar Xu, there is only Director Wang in the chest department of our hospital. He happened to have a heart attack. I pulled the person from the ward. Unexpectedly, when I was excited just now, Director Wang fainted...ah."

The political commissar's face was covered with clouds, and lightning was faintly thundering.

"Who is responsible for the rescue inside?" Political Commissar Xu asked in a deep voice.

Conclusion of Dean Li.

Most of the hundreds of doctors in the third hospital were new faces, and he knew few of them.

As for Zhou Congwen, he had no impression of him, only knew the white suit that Zhou Congwen wore.

If President Li was usually old, he could say he didn't know him, but now an old policeman who was stabbed and injured by a vicious gangster and was in danger of rescue in the rescue room, he could not tell the name of the doctor responsible for the rescue.

Needless to say, Dean Li's face turned red and then pale, and he almost found a crack in the ground to get into it.

Who is so brave!

Dean Li looked at the ongoing rescue inside through the window on the door. The doctor was very young and should be a graduate recruited in the hospital in 19900.

A young doctor who has been in charge of such a big rescue?!

It makes people laugh when they say it.

Dean Li almost bit his teeth into pieces, and he was so angry that he was jealous. If something went wrong, he would definitely not be able to live a good life, but first of all, this young doctor's life is not enough!

"Director Li, what's going on? What about your doctor!" Political Commissar Xu's face turned pale. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a stream of black liquid in the room spurting out from the dead Officer Liao, rushing straight to the roof like a fountain.

Everyone who saw this scene was stunned.

The young policeman seemed to have seen something incredible and even forgot to kick the door. He looked at the "fountain" in the room through the glass on the door with a blank expression.

The masseter on Xu Zhengwei's cheeks were tensed, and the sound of teeth grinding could be heard vaguely.

Dean Li had never seen this posture with his own eyes. He had been away from the clinical practice for a long time and his hands were trembling.

"Bang~"

The door of the emergency room was opened, and the emergency department doctor pulled the flat car and ran out.

"you……"

"Go and ask for an elevator! Call the operating room and prepare for anesthesia!" Zhou Congwen's hand was buried in the patient's chest, but he arranged the next thing in an orderly manner.

He doesn't know whether anyone has implemented it.

The emergency surgeon pulled the flat car and ran all the way. At the turn, it drifted beautifully and the speed did not decrease, but the flat car changed its angle and continued to run wildly.

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Note: Recalling carefully, it should be the case in 2003. The patient... is named Gao Shaojie, cough cough. He is incompetent in naming, and often uses the names of more familiar patients.
Chapter completed!