Dress up and fight!

Chapter 503 I'm actually a martial artist (4)

In their eyes, Ding Daguo is a waste, and a waste that has a close connection with their own family. As long as they can dig out the money in his hands and put it in their own pockets, they don't care about the rest.

They were even a little happy in their hearts: they thought that the living Ding Min could sell for some money, but they didn't expect that the dead Ding Min could be sold more expensive than the living one, why didn't this little girl die sooner!
With this idea in mind, the Fang family brought back Ding Daguo who was desperately resisting, and successfully helped Ding Daguo sign the reconciliation agreement in the hospital.

Ding Daguo, who was taken away, was found to have starved to death in his rented house half a month later.

Since then, peace has returned to both the hospital and the set.

Only the director of that play at the time sometimes secretly sighed: In fact, although this Ding Min is young, he is a very dedicated stand-in actor. Who would have thought that he would die so easily, it is really unpredictable!

Ding Min's soul did not go to the underworld after death, but always followed her father Ding Daguo.

So when Ding Min saw that Ding Daguo was starved to death in order to appeal for her grievances, Ding Min suddenly went crazy. Even if she could live forever without reincarnation, she wanted to let her father live to old age in peace.

Seeing this, Jin Qing sighed: Why are the clients in every world so hard-pressed, can't there be a more positive plot!
707 replied to her: "Hehe" Who do you think is a person whose family roots are upright and whose life goes smoothly until they grow old need a counterattack?

Jin Qing didn't speak, but moved her fingers silently, only to find that she couldn't even lift her hand now.

Jin Qing was a little puzzled, something seemed wrong with this matter!
When Jin Qing was wondering, he heard a few people beside him whispering: "This little girl doesn't seem to be dead, it's illegal for us to do this!"

In fact, not only did the little girl not die, but all the indicators of her body had returned to normal.

For an injured person who fell from a high altitude, such tenacious vitality is simply unprecedented for them.

The most incredible thing was that they had just performed emergency rescue measures for this girl in the ambulance. Who would have thought that just after fixing the other's lumbar spine, the other's waist would start to heal quickly.

This kind of recovery speed is simply refreshing the doctors' worldview again and again: this is really unscientific.

At this time, a slightly calm middle-aged man's voice sounded: "The patient is brain-dead, you should prepare for the operation, and the operation will start immediately!" During the speech, it seemed that Jin Qing had already issued a death notice.

As soon as the words fell, a young girl's voice sounded next to him: "Director Cui, the anesthetic is only used in half of the normal dosage, do you think it is necessary to increase the dosage?"

And the man called Director Cui reprimanded the girl: "This patient is already brain-dead. We just need the guarantor to be unable to move. Excessive anesthetics will affect the activity of her organs. Even if the transplant is successful, there is a huge risk." There may be a phenomenon of rejection, didn't you learn it in school, and you still need to ask me such a simple question!"

Hearing Director Cui's reprimand, several assistant doctors in the operating room kept silent, for fear that Director Cui would transfer his anger to himself.

After the young girl was scolded, she was obviously very wronged, and she choked up and said, "I'm sorry Director Cui, I know I was wrong!" Then she hurriedly left the operating room.

Jin Qing opened his eyes, and found the huge shadowless lamp on his head, and the screen bracket under his neck covered with a white cloth, and then realized belatedly: the brain-dead patient they mentioned just now could not be Lao Tzu!
Seeing that Jin Qing opened his eyes, a doctor who was standing next to Jin Qing's head and observing Jin Qing's heartbeat was startled: "Cui, Director Cui, the patient has opened his eyes!"

The doctor was frightened by Jin Qing's reaction and stuttered, he couldn't even speak clearly.

Director Cui was drawing a line on Jin Qing's chest at this time, when he heard the exclamation, he paused, and then looked at the doctor with unfriendly eyes: "It is a normal physiological phenomenon for brain-dead patients to open their eyes, so there is nothing to make a fuss about."

The doctor looked at Jin Qing who had turned his head to him and his lips moved slightly, and then looked at Director Cui who was still busy behind the bracket and swallowed: Is this really the case? It's brain-dead, but it's like an evil ghost asking for his life!

At the same time, Director Cui noticed that Jin Qing's fingers and toes moved.

Director Cui's eyelids twitched, and he hurriedly turned his head and asked the assistant next to him: "The donor is ready, and the organ transplant operation will begin immediately. Go and notify the ward to push the recipient over."

At the same time, Director Cui also turned around to get the medical ether. No matter what, today's operation must be done.

As for other people, there is no need to know that much, they just need to know that this patient is brain dead.

But at this moment, the doctor who was standing next to Jin Qing's head bent down uncontrollably and moved closer to Jin Qing's side, wanting to hear what Jin Qing was saying.

As a result, he only heard two faint words: "SB"

Doctor: "." He doesn't know if this patient is brain-dead, but this person is really trying to die!

But at this time, Jin Qing, who had gradually controlled her body, jumped up from the operating bed: This kind of nerve anesthesia drug is really annoying, and it took her so long to recover her body of control.

Following Jin Qing's jump, various instruments on the operating bed fell to the ground.

All the doctors present were stunned by Jin Qing's actions at this time: what's the matter.

Director Cui, who had just taken out the ether from the shelf, also had his eyes widened in shock: This patient should have been in a coma until the end of the operation, and then he was sent directly to the crematorium by himself, why did he wake up so soon.

And he is so alive and well, it doesn't look like he fell from a high altitude at all, what is going on with this person.

Jin Qing looked down at his completely naked body from the neck down, reached out and pulled the white cloth around his neck: These bastards actually put on a scarf for themselves, is this to play the [-] bans!
Director Cui reacted first, looking at Jin Qing who was standing tall on the operating bed, Director Cui shouted: "This is the natural neurological reaction of a brain-dead patient. Hurry up and hold her down, hurry up and perform the operation!"

Jin Qing: "." I should do something to make you feel that I am still alive!

The assistant doctors next to him: "." Are you kidding us!

(End of this chapter)