The mentally disabled grandfather is going to divorce his wife

Chapter 702 Miracle Doctor (4)

Jiaqi looked at him seriously with a small face: "General Lang, just pray that there will be no movement. If there is any movement, it means that there is something wrong with the operation. The best situation is no movement."

Lang Tao clasped his hands together and muttered something. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and closed his mouth.

No movement is best.

Then he hastened to pray that there was no movement!
General Yan can't have an accident, otherwise, who will carry the [-] Great Liang army!
Except for the adults, who else can have this ability, and who can love the country and the people more than him, and no one can be replaced. If he can't stop it, the Great Zhou Dynasty will be over!
Mantian gods and Buddhas bless you!
Lord Blessing Banquet must be safe and sound.

The work of a cup of tea.

The No. [-] blood soldier came out and walked over with a serious face.

Lang Tao rushed up to meet him: "how's it going? How's the situation inside?"

"Report to the general." The soldier saluted, stood up straight, and lowered his voice, "I don't know!"

Lang Tao saw the black line on his forehead and kicked him on the ass, hating iron for being weak: "Stand up for me!"

do not know!
What did he go in for?

Don't know how to see with your eyes?
Let's see how Miracle Doctor Quan's demeanor is, is it particularly ugly and serious, or is it not particularly ugly?
He only hated himself for not being suitable for donating blood. If he was suitable for donating blood, he would definitely be the first to sign up.

"General Lang." Jia Qi called him, "This military master just donated blood and needs to rest."

"Go and sit over there!" Lang Tao was so anxious at this moment, and he didn't bother to know him as well, so he said something casually.

The soldier sat with Jiaqi on the stone bench in the yard, and Jiaqi also brought him food, pastries and water with sugar, and asked him to eat and drink something to replenish.

The rest of the living blood donor soldiers looked envious when they saw that they were still being served with food and drink after donating blood, why didn't it be their turn!

Time passed little by little.

Lang Tao had been tempered to the point of losing his temper, and he just stared at the door quietly.

at last.

The door opened.

Eleven came out first.

Yan Danqing followed closely, took off his mask and looked at a group of men with staring eyes, finally heaving a sigh of relief: "The operation was successful."

Lang Tao's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. He ran over and knelt on the ground: "Thank you, Mrs. Yan, thank you, Doctor Quan, and thank you for being a girl."

When the soldiers saw the general kneeling, they also knelt on the ground together, repeated Lang Tao's words loudly, and looked at them gratefully.

"Don't be too happy. It's just that the operation was successful. The shrapnel was removed. How it will be depends on his recovery in the past two days. If there is no infection, there will be no problem. Twelve hours after the operation, That's the most important thing." Yan Danqing stood there for three full hours, and his words were a little fuzzy.

Look back.

Quan Kongyu is still packing his things!

Yan Danqing still admires Quan Kongyu's energy and physical strength very much. He is the chief surgeon, and he is the one who expends the most energy and physical strength. However, after standing for six hours, he still looks like a normal person, and his face is pale at eleven up.

Eleven insisted on going back to help her master pack up the surgical supplies.

Lang Tao saw a large piece of red gauze, and his heart skipped a beat. It was full of blood. It was covered with blood. People have lost so much blood. No wonder they need to replenish other people's blood. If it all bleeds out, there will be no blood If you make it up, people will not die!

(End of this chapter)