The most regrettable thing in the world is that it falls at the last moment of victory.

Zhao Lin avoided the drone falling head-on, but the handle of the ice cone inserted in his chest was hit by the drone...

Looking at Zhao Lin on the live broadcast screen, he reached out to the air, trying to grab something hard, and he felt a little tears as he said.

On the screen, the first responders who were pushing the stretcher and the gurney were following behind him. Seeing that something was wrong, they immediately stepped forward and moved Zhao Lin, who was shaking his body, to the stretcher and gurney, and pushed the gurney and ran towards the hospital.

"Freefan, the hospital is so close, there is still hope, right?"

Yan Feifan faced his sister's hopeful gaze and said perfunctorily: "Well, there is still some hope."

"Okay, don't watch the live broadcast."

Yan Feifan took the phone from his sister, turned off the phone to live broadcast, and then continued: "It's getting late, let's leave..."

Several people were preparing to check out, and Yueyue, who rushed over, said that the club owner had given up to thank them for standing up.

After Yan Ziruo expressed his gratitude, he couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yueyue, what's going on?"

Yueyue lowered some voices and said, "Boss Zhao got a girl from ours some time ago and bullied her."

"It was only then that I knew that the male waiter was the girl's childhood sweetheart. He came to us for revenge."

"So that's it!"

I felt a little surprised, and my perception of Zhao Lin also changed its speed.

"That drone is so coincidental. Could it be God's will?"

Seeing that his sister's attitude changed so quickly, Yan Feifan was speechless, and his sister's voice sounded in his ears again.

"Freefan, you said, if that guy died like this, would it be the most guilt of the person who stabbed him?"

"Or the drone operator is a serious crime?"

"The person who stabbed him was intentionally causing serious injury; the operator of the drone should have caused death by negligence, right?"

"Freefan, am I right?"

Who has the greater crime? This...

Yan Feifan was really hard to judge, so he turned around and said, "Sister, I am a doctor, not a judge or lawyer, how can I understand these?"

Yan Ziruo snorted lightly, and said with a teasing voice: "Aren't you known as a genius, who knows everything and can do everything?"

"So there are some things you don't know."

Yan Feifan didn't want to pay attention to her and walked out first...

The next morning, the Yan family siblings and Yu Suye who got up early in the morning received accurate news.

Zhao Lin's rescue was ineffective last night and he died.

They also learned from the Internet that the operator of the drone was just a fourteen-year-old boy.

Last night, he was at home and saw an ambulance, police car, and many onlookers on the road outside the window. He was curious and put out the photography drone that he had just bought.

Unexpectedly, a temporary operational error caused serious consequences.

This is typical curiosity that kills people.

They came to the hospital in the morning and accepted a question from the police. They took a record of what happened last night, as well as wills and other matters.

Afterwards, Yan Feifan came to the Department of Cardiac Surgery, found Dr. Liang Zhaokui, the director of Cardiac Surgery, and gave him the medical record of the child with a 1.5 cm diameter atrial septal defect that Ji Ming asked for.

Dr. Liang was still very proud of his face and took over this little patient.

However, the operation time was scheduled two weeks later.

After completing Ji Mingzhi's request, Yan Feifan hurried to Qin Ying's medical teaching and research room and saw a big tall man in the room.

The height of 2.05 meters makes Yan Feifan feel oppressed.

He knew without asking that this was a basketball player who came to treat wrist injuries.

The man's left wrist was slightly red and swollen.

Yan Feifan and Yu Suye brought the basketball player to the trauma surgery department and conducted a detailed examination. They found that the man's left wrist joint not only had tendons torn, but also had joint cartilage damage and effusion.

Yan Feifan also asked him if he wanted to have a whole body examination and treat some old injuries in his body.

Basketball players said that only treatment of wrist injuries is enough.

Seeing that he was determined, Yan Feifan didn't have much trouble...

At nearly twelve o'clock noon, Yan Feifan received a call from psychologist Tan Xiao, and was told that Ms. Tang Qing, who was going to have plastic surgery to make a celebrity face, had no psychological problems and could undergo surgery.

"Her purpose is very clear. In addition to exchanging this face for some money, she can also make money with this face in the future."

"So, she readily accepted plastic surgery as someone else."

Tan Xiao sighed during the call: "Now society is looking at money more and more, it is an era of laughing at the poor but not the prostitute. There must be more and more similar incidents."

Yan Feifan also sighed: "This is impossible."

"Now the standard for measuring whether a person is successful has become how many houses do you have and what car do you drive."

"If you buy a car and don't have a house, you won't even have the qualifications to fall in love."

Yan Feifan asked again: "Doctor Tan, has that ugly guy who is dependent on his parents made progress?"

“Something has gone through.”

Tan Xiao introduced on his phone: "Several people set up a bureau, and the mother pretended to be injured in a luxury car, and she needed to compensate for 400,000 or 500,000 yuan."

"My mother went home and cried, lamenting that she couldn't survive."

"That son still feels a little responsible. After some communication, he is willing to go to the repair shop run by the owner of the luxury car and work as an apprentice to pay off his debts."

Yan Feifan was a little clear and smiled: "He stayed in a car repair shop for one or two years, learned the technology of repairing cars, and had the ability and confidence to base himself on society, and then he could integrate into society."

"This is our expectation, it depends on whether he can stick to it."

Tan Xiao turned around on the phone again: "Doctor Yan, Song Yan said, in recent times, Song Yi has been busy all day long for your company, and he is very desperate to start a business."

"Doctor Yan, don't just enjoy your leisure."

Yan Feifan said guiltily: "Doctor Tan, I don't understand this business matter."

"But now we have hired a business expert who graduated from Harvard Business School, and Song Yi should be able to relax."

Tan Xiao said bluntly during the call: "Doctor Yan, what I really mean is to let Song Yi understand the combination of work and rest."

"For a long time, Song Yi was worried about Song Yan's health. Now she is busy with work and basically hasn't had much rest."

"To be honest, his brother and I can't control Song Yi."

"Doctor Yan, can you think of a way to let Song Yi have a proper rest?"

"The work is never over."

Yan Feifan said in a little embarrassedly: "Doctor Tan, I don't have much rest time."

At this time, he heard another phone call coming in.

"Doctor Tan, I'll think of a way to get in with a phone call. Song Yi's rest."

Yan Feifan ended the call with Tan Xiao and answered the call from another person.

"extraordinary……"

"Director Qi?"

"It's me, Feifan. I have encountered a patient with a headache here. Come and help me take a look."

"What's the specific situation?" Yan Feifan asked curiously.

"The patient said that his grandfather, father, and brother died in his sleep at ages fifty-six, fifty-five and fifty-five."

"The patient is fifty-four years old this year and is worried that when he is fifty-five or fifty-six, he will die like they do."

"We did a detailed examination of him throughout his body and found no major problems."

"But he doesn't believe that his body is fine..."
Chapter completed!