Super Working Man

Ding Xiaomei then arrived. Seeing the tragedy of Qian Duoduo, a burst of heartache rushed into her body. She couldn't support it. She tilted and fell to the ground.

Ding Feng quickly hugged his daughter.

Murong Xue and Ding Xiaomei are pregnant. They are already very fragile. How can they withstand such a blow in such a cruel scene.

Yang Liuqing, Xue Zhilan, Tang Xiaoxiao... All the girls fainted on the spot.

"Son!" Qian Zhenkun sat on the ground, held Qian Duoduo in his arms, tore his heart and burst into tears.

Suddenly, no matter men, women and children, many people sat on the ground and cried.

The scene was filled with grief and sadness.

Seeing such a scene, everyone thinks that a lot of money will die.

A long sword penetrates the chest. In the altitude of thousands of meters, it has experienced a long-distance attack of tens of thousands of kilometers. Without any protective measures, even the gods can't stand it!

The huge divine carving stood beside Qian Zhenkun and kept cooing. It looked uneasy, as if it was reminding people.

But now everyone is immersed in sadness, and no one pays attention to its expression.

Tang Zhengtai took Murong Xue in his arms and walked downstairs quickly.

Tang Jingtian, Tang Jinghe, Ding Feng and Xue Rengui walked downstairs with a girl in their arms.

The girls have fainted and must be settled down.

Zhao Zhiyuan, Liu Guodong and other officials sighed and wept when they saw such a scene.

It's a pity that a generation of heroes came to such a miserable end!

Zhao Zhiyuan wiped his tears, walked aside, took out his mobile phone and called Liang Zhenlong.

At a large military airport on the outskirts of Kyoto, Liang Zhenlong and Zhang Guangrong were getting on the plane. Before they were seated, their mobile phones rang.

Liang Zhenlong took out his mobile phone: "hello."

"Secretary Liang, we have arrived at Xingfu village. Now I have something to report to you."

"Say."

"Duoduo's body was not destroyed by the American police. Just now, the divine carving has sent him back."

Liang Zhenlong cheered up: "good, good. Is the situation at the scene very chaotic?"

He has heard a lot of sad cries from his mobile phone.

"Yes, Duoduo died miserably. A long sword pierced his back and penetrated his chest. Alas... There were dozens of people at the scene. No one didn't cry, and several girls fainted."

Liang Zhenlong looked dejected and immediately ordered, "Secretary Zhao, you must stabilize the situation at the scene and calm everyone's mood. We have now boarded the plane and are expected to arrive at Jiuzhou airport in two hours."

"OK, I see."

Zhao Zhiyuan put down his mobile phone, summoned officials and arranged the next work urgently

Tang Zhengtai and others settled several girls and returned to the top of the cruise ship. They saw Qian Zhenkun holding his son and crying, while the divine eagle stood beside him, walking back and forth, with his mouth open and cooing constantly. They looked restless and could not help frowning and thinking.

Since Qian Duoduo is dead, why didn't God Eagle send his body to Xianghu and send it home?

Xianghu is the largest hospital in the world and the best hospital in the world.

Isn't Qian Duoduo dead yet?

Tang Zhengtai's mind moved. He hurried over, squatted beside Qian Zhenkun, grabbed Qian Duoduo's wrist and took a pulse with bated breath.

Sure enough, there was a faint pulse beating on Qian Duoduo's wrist.

Suddenly, a burst of ecstasy rushed into Tang Zhengtai's heart. Tang Zhengtai shouted excitedly: "don't cry! Don't cry!"

Tang Zhengtai's voice was so loud that everyone was shocked. The crying stopped all at once. No matter standing, sitting, kneeling or lying down, all his eyes stared at him.

Qian Zhenkun held his son with a runny nose and tears on his face. He stared at Tang Zhengtai: "Uncle Tang, what's the matter?"

"Duoduo is not dead! His pulse is still beating!"

"What! Duoduo is not dead?" Qian Zhenkun looked at his son's pale and bloodless cheek and frowned. He didn't believe what Tang Zhengtai said.

Not only he but also many people don't believe it.

Of course, many people are skeptical.

Tang Zhengtai didn't explain much and said to Qian Zhenkun, "Zhenkun, you should quickly inform president Qin to go to Xianghu to operate on Duoduo. Give Duoduo to me."

After that, he took qianduoduo from his arms and walked down quickly.

The crowd followed.

Qian Zhenkun quickly got up, took out his mobile phone and dialed Dean Qin

The giant statue finally stopped crying and didn't look restless. He fell down, lowered his head, slightly closed his eyes and kept panting. He was very tired.

Tang Zhengtai took Qian Duoduo to the emergency room of the cruise ship. The doctors and nurses quickly arrived, conducted a comprehensive examination and diagnosis of Qian Duoduo, and got on the ventilator

Except for Tang Zhengtai, the others stayed outside the emergency room.

In less than ten minutes, Dean Qin and several doctors and nurses rushed to the cruise ship and entered the emergency room.

Qian Zhenkun and dozens of others waited anxiously outside.

Half an hour later, the door of the emergency room opened and Tang Zhengtai came out with Dean Qin.

The crowd quickly gathered around.

Qian Zhenkun couldn't wait to say, "Dean Qin, how's my son?"

A pair of expectant eyes looked at Dean Qin.

Dean Qin took off his mask, looked at the crowd, smiled and said, "miracle, it's really a miracle. Duoduo really didn't die."

"Ah!" Qian Zhenkun immediately brightened his eyes, became ecstatic, held his hand tightly and said incoherently: "Dean Qin... Duoduo... My son... Great..."

"Ow --"

Dozens of people could not restrain their excitement and cheered in unison.

Tang Zhengtai waved his hands and said loudly, "don't get excited. Calm down. This is a hospital. There are many patients. We need to keep quiet."

The crowd was quiet, and a smile filled their faces.

Dean Qin looked at the crowd and said slowly, "although Duoduo is not dead, he has lost too much blood. Now his blood pressure is low, his breathing and pulse are very weak, and he is not out of danger. We need to give him blood transfusion and keep a close watch. We can't operate for the time being."

Qian Zhenkun hurriedly said, "Dean Qin, I'm his father. I can give him blood transfusion."

Qian Zhihao, Qian Zhimin, Qian Tianshun... And so on. Everyone stroked their sleeves and was willing to give more blood to Qian.

Dean Qin waved his hand, smiled and said, "I can understand everyone's mood, but you all know that Duoduo's blood quality is very special. I'm afraid that ordinary blood will have an antagonistic effect on his body. Moreover, he is type O blood, and only type O blood can give him blood transfusion. Therefore, we should consider blood transfusion very carefully."