Restrain the anchor, the police uncle can't catch him

President Sun's face was flushed, and he seemed to be 20 years younger.

He thought that this exchange meeting was of little significance, as long as he didn't stretch his crotch in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.

Unexpectedly, instead of being ashamed, the three of Chu Qian let out a sigh of relief.

It stunned a group of foreigners who looked down on them.

It's so cool.

Although those foreign doctors are still stubborn, whether they admit it or not, the effect has already come out, and the momentum has also been displayed.

The fact is that the national medicine of Huaguo has crushed various medical techniques of other countries.

And just when everyone thought that today's exchange meeting was over.

A boy in the auditorium suddenly let out a scream.

The screams instantly attracted everyone.

There was an exclamation in an instant.

"Come on, someone is in need, come and save him..."

"My God, he's still vomiting blood, call 120 quickly..."

"Hurry up, see that his condition is very serious and needs first aid, hurry up and find a doctor..."

"Are you dizzy? What kind of doctor are you looking for? Aren't there all doctors at the scene?"

The contestants participating in the exchange meeting were instantly attracted by the shouts, and they hurried over.

Sure enough, I saw a boy lying on the ground twitching.

From time to time, bright red liquid spit out from the mouth.

His face was blue, his lips were purple, and he looked very bad.

Jackson ran over in an instant.

"Quick, get on a stretcher and take him to the ICU..."

"The situation is urgent and surgery is needed immediately..."

Although there was an accident at the scene, there was no anxiety on his face.

Mainly because this patient needed surgery, which happened to be his forte.

Zheng worried that he didn't have a chance to show himself, so this opportunity will come soon?
Soon, several strong boys put the patient on the stretcher.

The patient groaned in pain.

Yorkson analyzed while running.

"The patient's breathing has begun to fail and needs to be intubated. Prepare surgical tools immediately..."

Because the site of the exchange meeting is in the hospital, it is also convenient to rescue.

Soon a group of players followed the patient to the emergency room.

It is a rare opportunity to observe a person at the level of a great god performing surgery with his own eyes.

Yorkson and the others changed into surgical dust suits.

"Defibrillator, oxygen, stent..."

At this moment, it seemed that he had entered his domain, and his face showed terrible confidence.

In the live broadcast room of the exchange meeting, a group of foreign water friends saw this scene and instantly stiffened.

"Do you see that, the doctors of Huaguo, this is the real modern medicine, it is not comparable to your kind of witchcraft..."

"Everything must be done scientifically. Look at Dr. Yorkson. He really deserves to be a genius in clinical surgery. Who in Hua Country can compare with him for this operation..."

"Dr. Yorkson has experienced the top-level systematic medical education. Compared with you barbarians, he is a god..."

"Oh, my God, Dr. Yorkson is so handsome, I just like the way he performs surgery..."

"..."

Yorkson methodically performed modern surgery.

The patient's condition also seemed to be under control soon.

The heart rate meter starts to level off.

"Drip drip..."

The other contestants were also shocked by his steady medical skills like an old dog.

The hand was so steady that there was no trembling in sight.

There was also a hint of complacency in Yorkson's eyes.

This time it can be regarded as a comeback.

However, this kind of surgical operation can be regarded as crushing compared to their small troubles.

And just when he was proud, his expression froze suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

The heart rate monitor fluctuated steadily, but began to fluctuate violently.

"Pfft..."

A cloud of blood sprayed on Yorkson's face.

"Fake..."

The patient on the hospital bed twitched violently.

Then, the heart rate monitor turns directly into a straight line.

Yorkson panicked suddenly, with a look of despair on his face.

"Xi Te, this patient is hopeless..."

"He already had a congenital heart disease, plus sudden ventricular fibrillation, even if God came, he couldn't save him..."

The other players looked at him strangely.

But what he said was also true, and there was indeed no problem with his operation.

But there is no way to avoid the accident of the patient.

The live broadcast room immediately boiled over, full of abuse.

"Fucking shit, I blew so hard just now, how fierce did I think it was? It just killed the person..."

"Is this the legendary high-tech medicine of modern civilization? I'm scared to death, lose money, what reason can I find, it's simply outrageous..."

"Hahaha, I thought you were really pretending, that's all, how do you say it now, everyone is gone..."

"Is this the foreign genius known as the master of medicine? It took him less than 10 minutes to revive a person, but you put him to death in less than 3 minutes, that's outrageous..."

"What should I say now, aren't your players going to pay compensation?"

"This patient is really pitiful. I thought it would be easier to treat this kind of thing in the hospital, but it was sent directly by the so-called genius. It really works..."

"..."

Thinking of the faces of Yorkson and a group of foreign players mocking them at that time, it was no surprise that they took advantage of this opportunity to mock them back.

The scene is also noisy.

Yorkson's face became extremely ugly, he tried to quibble.

"It's not my problem. There is nothing wrong with my operation itself. If you don't believe me, you can watch the video of the operation..."

"It's the patient's own poor health. I've tried my best. How can you blame me?"

"It's not a medical problem at all..."

The familiar Jonathan and some European foreigners helped smooth things over.

"I swear, what Yorkson said is true, he didn't make any mistakes, we were all overwhelmed by his superb surgical skills just now..."

"That's right, it can't be his problem, I can only say that you Chinese people are too poor in physical fitness..."

"This kind of patient appeared, even if God came, he couldn't save him. What could be wrong with Yorkson, he just did what he should do..."

Yorkson covered the white cloth with a regretful face.

The patient's "corpse" was stitched back together, ready to let him go away with dignity.

"Unfortunately, let us bless him to go to heaven..."

Just when the others were about to close their eyes and pray.

Chu Qian squeezed out from the crowd.

"Wait, the patient is not dead yet..."

When the others heard her words, they didn't take it seriously.

Jackson said a little angrily.

"Are you questioning me? The patient has lost any signs of life, and it has been confirmed that the brain has no response..."

"Tell me, why didn't he die?"

"Are you questioning me, or modern medicine..."