Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 218 Saving People, Space Upgrade (5)
Gradually, a faint tremor becomes almost invisible.

At stake.

Ye Chen bit his lip, his lips turned white!

how so!
She tried to remember all the dos and don'ts that should have been taken care of!

Old Jiang's food taboos.

Mr. Jiang is allergic to medicine.

Mr. Jiang's past medical history.

Everything has been noticed, why is this happening!

At this time, her gaze suddenly fixed on a few yellow capsules placed on the cabinet beside the operating room.

She thought of it!

Mr. Jiang's past medical history!

Her small face turned cold in an instant, the corners of her mouth were pursed, and a fierce aura forced out obliquely from it, as awe-inspiring as the edge of a sharp sword, cutting a line of indifferent blood.

The voice came down from the head, and it was so cold that it hit the heads of those little nurses: "Which one of you is responsible for taking medicine for Mr. Jiang!"

All the little nurses looked at each other for a while, and pointed to the round-faced little nurse in the middle!
The little nurse looked at Ye Chen's eyes, and said with a trembling voice, "It's me, I'm the one who gave Mr. Jiang the medicine. What's the matter?"

The corners of Ye Chen's eyes twitched, his eyes froze, and there was a sharp cold light on his side: "Why is there still a medicine left there!"

The little nurse followed Ye Chen's fingers and saw the small yellow capsule, and her face lost all color: "I, I, I, I remember that I gave this medicine before!"

Ye Chen despised her coldly, with the sword hidden in his eyes.

The little nurse was so frightened that her legs were weak: "I, I, I didn't mean to, I thought I had already fed it!"

"You don't know, it's just because you think that Mr. Jiang's life will be buried in your hands today! Mr. Jiang was injured in his liver in his early years, and he underwent liver cutting surgery. The current liver in his body is the only one left in his body. One-third of the liver is grown, so old Jiang's liver has insufficient hematopoietic function! That's why he needs to take medicine to help restore hematopoietic function!"

Ye Chenqi's hands were trembling, and he slammed at the little nurse opposite him word by word.

As she spoke, her nose began to sore.

This is her first patient whose operation may fail so far!
It is still the combat hero she most wants to heal and admires the most who has dedicated his life to the country.

Thinking of Mr. Jiang who has survived the war-torn and scarred years, it is very likely that because of this small negligence, the glory of his life will be cut off on this operating table.

Her heart seemed to be tightly pinched by a pair of big hands, and it shrank violently.

A burst of throbbing pain came from the bottom of my heart!
The little nurse on the opposite side was also frightened by Ye Chen and started to cry softly, her suppressed whimpers forming a thread, which was inaudible in the operating room.

Ye Chen looked at the little nurse and didn't want to scold her anymore, turned his head and looked at Mr. Jiang.

On the hospital bed, the thin old man looked so thin. His scrawny body was covered with gunshot wounds and knife wounds, and there were several hideous wounds from his shoulders to his waist.

And on the left side of the chest, the beating of a bright red heart became weaker and weaker.

Ye Chen's eyes were hot, and his heart was astringent, so he covered his face.

The air in the entire ward was astringent and bitter, making one's nose sour.

A pair of slightly cold hands attached to her shoulders, and the indifferent voice comforted her clumsily: "It's not your fault."

This temperature, this sound, is Mo Jue.

Ye Chen's body froze, shrugged unnaturally, shook Mo Jue's hand away without a trace, and said sullenly, "Thank you!"

Mo Jue's hand was empty, stopped in mid-air, and put away his hand somewhat unnaturally.

Ye Chen suddenly raised his head, looked at Mr. Jiang in front of him, and said firmly: "No matter what, I will never give up until the last moment!"

She regained her composure, and said calmly: "The patient's heartbeat is very weak, inject a cardiotonic agent! Hurry up!"

The rest of the little nurses immediately reacted and said loudly, "I'll get it."

"Sew up the patient's chest first, needle!" Ye Chen stretched out his hand with a calm expression.

A little nurse quickly handed the needle to Ye Chen's hand.

"Go get the injection of the liver medicine just now, hurry up, inject it directly into the patient's artery! Hurry up!" Ye Chen snapped.

A little nurse immediately ran to get the medicine.

Mo Jue looked at Ye Chen's upright figure like a bamboo, and couldn't help but shook his head.

stubborn!

This was the first time he felt the rigidity hidden in this indifferent girl!
Stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat!

Because of his stubbornness, he refused to let the patient's life flow away from his hands.

Even now the chances of saving people are slim to none.

The wound was sutured, and cardiotonic and hepatic drops were injected into the patient.

All eyes were fixed on Mr. Jiang on the hospital bed.

Jiang Lao seemed to be asleep and didn't react at all.

Ye Chen put his finger on the nib of Mr. Jiang's pen, and took a long time to move it away.

There, there was no movement at all!

The electrocardiogram has been plugged in, but the lines displayed on it are always straight, and even the slight fluctuations that were invisible at the beginning have disappeared.

The patient's vital signs all disappeared.

Unlike the last time in the medical elite competition, the woman had her last breath to save because of sudden death.

Now, once Mr. Jiang loses his breath, he will really be helpless.

Everyone's hearts sank inch by inch.

The cold people in the ward shivered, and the cold penetrated into the bones bit by bit along the skin.

Ye Chen's hands were clenched tightly, and the long nails almost pierced through the dust-proof gloves and clenched between the flesh.

Really, is it hopeless?
Is Mr. Jiang, that thin old man, going to lie here in the cold forever?

She could barely breathe.

Mo Jue stood behind Ye Chen, looking at her thin and clear back, a certain part of his heart felt a dull pain.

The nurses were already standing by the hospital bed, bowed deeply to Mr. Jiang, and walked out slowly.

Among them, the little nurse with a round face who forgot to feed Mr. Jiang had a particularly deep medicine bend, as heavy as a thousand ounces.

Da da--

The footsteps of the little nurses leaving seemed to be stepping on Ye Chen's heart.

Step by step, her heart was stepped into the water, and she drowned, unable to breathe.

Only Ye Chen and Mo Jue were left in the entire ward.

The originally crowded ward now seemed huge, empty and cold to the bone.

Mo Jue's cold voice sounded behind him: "Let's go too."

Ye Chen's feet were nailed in place, and he remained silent.

Mo Jue sighed softly, looked at Ye Chen on the spot, just stood silently, but didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)