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After Ruan Linghua used yin and yang to slightly stabilize Liang Yong's injury, the medical staff relayed the treatment and bandaged Liang Yong on the spot, wrapping Liang Yong like a rice dumpling.

When they moved the stretcher, they encountered trouble. They found that Xiaofang and Liang's palms were tightly held together, and they couldn't separate them. In the end, Liang Xiufang made the decision: "Let's go like this, let them be together." At worst, go to the hospital Apply for a large intensive care unit, just the two of them.

Doctors in the hospital nervously examined Liang Yong. The silver-haired surgical professor Li looked at Liang Yong's injury and said worriedly: "The injury is too serious, and his body has lost more than [-]% of his blood. It seems hopeless..."

"What is hopeless? I must be saved. How much money is not a problem." Liang Xiufang yelled angrily.

"It's not about money. I need plasma, a lot of fresh plasma." Professor Li shook his head helplessly.

"What are you talking about? Your hospital doesn't even have spare plasma. If you don't have it here, you can go to the central blood station to transfer it." Nayi shouted.

"I'm sorry, the blood plasma in the hospital was just destroyed by someone, and the central blood station was also suddenly attacked by an explosion, and the blood supply could not be restored for a while." Professor Li scratched his head in shame.

Liang Xiufang's complexion darkened. This was obviously a well-planned serial conspiracy by the enemy, which made it impossible for you to save people. Seeing that Nayi was still yelling at the doctor, she stopped Nayi and said, "The doctor took my blood and transfused it to Liang... use"

"Me, and me"

"My blood can be used"

"Smoking as much as you want"

Liang Xiufang's words immediately attracted the response of Shuoshu and others, and everyone stretched out their arms to donate blood. Even the weak Chen Mengyao and Mei sat up from the stretcher and asked for blood donation.

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange someone to test your blood right away." Professor Li nodded again and again, ordering Xiao Shi to come over and collect blood samples from everyone, but it will take a certain amount of time, Liang Yong's operation is urgent, God knows how long it will wait.

At this moment, a crisp voice came from behind the crowd: "Draw my blood, I'm his sister and don't need a blood test." Murong Fangxue separated from the crowd and walked to the operating table.

Professor Li was still hesitating, but Murong Fangxue ordered with a cold face: "Get ready for surgery, my little brother has something to do, and you won't have a good day." The voice is not loud but full of domineering, a sentence is more than dozens of words than Nayi It's still useful, she has this kind of temperament that makes people surrender.

Professor Li didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately ordered Liang Yong to enter the operating room. Murong Fangxue also changed into a sterile suit and entered the operating room together. The blood was drawn from her arm and directly injected into Liang Yong's blood vessel. After the blood was injected into Liang Yong's body, he His complexion obviously improved again, the tears that Murong Fangxue had been holding back rolled down, his eyes never left Liang Yong for a moment, full of love and self-blame...

It was night, and the operating room of the hospital was brightly lit all night long. Two chief surgeons led two shifts of more than a dozen doctors to take turns repairing it in the operating room. Liang Yong's injuries were too serious. It was the heart that was blown into eight petals, and it had stopped beating for a long time when he arrived at the hospital, but it was strange that Liang Yong was still breathing weakly. Even the experienced doctors didn't know whether Liang Yong was dead or alive, so he could only follow the procedure Step by step, he repaired his damaged internal organs one by one, and re-sewed up the eight-petal heart.

As for the inability to jump after suturing, they don't know what to do, they can only do their best and obey the destiny.

At around 10 o'clock the next morning, Liang Yong and Xiao Fang were sent to the intensive care unit. At this time, Liang Yong's heartbeat was still in a straight line, but his breathing became steady. The phenomenon of healing is really miraculous. After the operation, the surgeon did not care about the fatigue of the night, and immediately went into the office to check the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign materials, trying to find the reason for this miraculous phenomenon.

Seeing Liang Yong lying quietly on the hospital bed through the glass window, although Feschenko was worried, he knew that Liang Yong's little life was saved. It didn't matter if his heart didn't work for the time being. His own liquid zhenqi has formed another energy transmission system. Although the zhenqi in his body is extremely weak at this time, and the meridian is also severely damaged, it is still no problem to maintain his body's low consumption. As long as the heart wound heals and resumes beating, the first A circulatory system can recover quickly when it is running.

"Ms. Chen and Ms. Mei, you have already finished the operation and don't need so many people here. You go back to rest and I will watch over here." Feshenke persuaded Chen Mengyao and the two who were still lying on the glass window to watch.

"No"

"No." The two of them shook their heads at the same time. From last night to now, they have always looked like this, heartbroken.

Fei Shenke went to persuade Liang Xiufang and Nayi on the other side, and they also shook their heads stubbornly. At this time, they knew that Liang Yong was so important and already an indispensable part of their lives, but Murong Fangxue rested in the hospital for a few days after the blood transfusion. After a few hours, she left coldly with a pale face due to too much blood. She was not worried about Liang Yong, but she knew that it was useless to worry about being sad at this time. She wanted to avenge Liang Yong and catch the mastermind behind the scenes. Hurting my younger brother requires him to repay ten times and a hundred times. A big net is opened in Xiangjiang City and even the entire Eurasian continent to sort out Liang Yong's enemies one by one. The power of the Murong family must not be underestimated. It surpasses the intelligence networks of most countries in the world.

In the end, Shushu thought of a way to go outside and rent a unit opposite the hospital, and persuade them to live there temporarily. From the balcony over there, they can clearly see the situation in the intensive care unit with binoculars. It has the same effect as standing in the corridor outside the ward.

Three days, three days had passed since the explosion, Liang Yong was still lying on the hospital bed motionless, he did not wake up, but his physical condition recovered quickly, the external wounds had healed and stitches were removed, which was more than twice that of ordinary people, Ninety percent of the damage to the internal organs has been recovered, especially the heart has fully recovered, but it has not stopped beating.

Xiaofang woke up after being in a coma for a day. She was not seriously injured, but the main reason was that she had consumed too much qi. After a few days of painstaking practice, she had recovered [-]% of her skills, and her movements were no longer hindered. After waking up, she took over from the nurse. During the nursing work, except for the doctor who comes to check, she does not let anyone approach Liang Yong during the rest of the time, and uses her own secret method to maintain Liang Yong's body.

After the doctor checked Liang Yong, he knew that his internal organs had recovered. Xiaofang refused several times to use a pacemaker to restore Liang Yong's heartbeat. She knew that Liang Yong's heartbeat had not recovered so far, and it must be related to the Peach Blossom Magic Kungfu he practiced. At this time, through visiting, she sensed that Liang Yong's meridians had recovered to [-]%, and the zhenqi circulating in the meridians was getting stronger and stronger, reaching [-]% of the usual skill.

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