Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

When Charles saw the car coming, he quickly led the doctors and nurses forward. Seeing such a spectacular scene, Dong Wenfeng guessed that the relationship between Taoist priest Bai Mei and Charles must be unusual.

And now Charles opened the door himself. When he saw Murong unconscious and Dong Wenfeng covered in blood, Charles's body trembled obviously. Out of the difference between men and women, Charles also maintained his respect for Murong. He asked Dong Wenfeng to personally take Murong out of the car and gently put it on the stretcher.

Looking at the surprise on the doctors' faces, Charles couldn't help yelling, "what are you doing? The doctors and nurses were surprised that Dean Charles was so angry. To tell the truth, Charles is a gentleman who pays attention to etiquette. He is always approachable to his subordinates. He is very kind. His reputation in the hospital is quite good. Today, he was furious about a woman he didn't know, and the woman didn't seem to have much to do with him. In other words, Dean Charles bumped into colleagues in the whole hospital for an unrelated patient.

There are two treatments for amnesia. Dean Charles judged that Murong's amnesia was caused by the day after tomorrow, not due to excessive impact, but through a biological agent.

This kind of medicine has not entered the international control bureau in the world, that is to say, to a great extent, this kind of medicine is illegal. Therefore, it can be imagined that a better way to treat Murong's amnesia is detoxification.

This daily detoxification method, vomiting and so on, obviously can not eradicate the root of the disease in time, not to mention the medicine on Murong has already mixed into the blood, and has greatly paralyzed a person's nervous system.

In other words, Murong's amnesia is something wrong with his nervous system. Dean Charles calmly analyzed the cause. Dong Wenfeng sat opposite him and didn't dare to disturb his thinking too much.

Dean Charles has a habit of lighting a cigarette every time he thinks. This cigarette doesn't smoke with his mouth, but smells. The smell of smoke can paralyze a person and make a person more energetic and active.

Suddenly, he stood up and startled Dong Wenfeng across from him. He hugged Dong Wenfeng's shoulder and smiled too close: "Mr. Dong, I've thought of it!"

Dong Wenfeng doesn't know Charles' habits. He is a medical addict. Difficult and complicated diseases are more attractive to him. He often ignores some minor diseases and pains and throws them to the following assistant. This habit has advantages and disadvantages, but after all, Charles pursues medical progress and does more experiments on people, so many people are unwilling to advocate his measures.

Charles quickly changed his clothes in his office, then said goodbye to Dong Wenfeng and asked Dong Wenfeng to sit here and wait for his news, so he trotted into the emergency room and prepared to do it himself.

After the door of the emergency room was closed, Dong Wenfeng, Lvmao and Xiaomeng walked around the corridor anxiously. Everyone felt guilty. Dong Wenfeng felt guilty that he didn't have the ability to save Murong in time, so that she was hurt. Green Mao blames himself for bringing Murong to the bar. He only cares about eating, drinking and playing, and doesn't take into account Murong's safety. Xiaomeng hated that she was kidnapped by Zhang Wenhua after Dong Wenfeng, so she wasted a lot of time.

In the final analysis, it is a word of love.

Zhang Wenhua kidnapped Murong because he liked Murong, resulting in Murong amnesia.

So everyone is not wrong. The fault is that love is like poison, hurting everyone around.

After a long wait, they finally opened the door of the emergency room.

Dean Charles came out one after another with several doctors. Dong Wenfeng took the lead and asked, "Dean Charles, how's Murong's operation?"

Charles took off his mask, smiled proudly and said, "Mr. Dong, Miss Murong's operation is very successful. I believe she will wake up soon."

After listening to this, a group of people behind Dong Wenfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with an indisputable smile, "thank you so much, Dean Charles!"

Charles shrugged his shoulders and said, "Mr. Dong, you Chinese are too polite. With my relationship with Taoist Bai Mei, you are your own people. So thank you or thank Taoist Bai Mei! "

"Taoist priest Baimei..." Dong Wenfeng was surprised. He couldn't guess how Taoist priest Baimei had such a great friendship with a foreigner, even to the point that it didn't matter to pay his life.

Dean Charles knew that Dong Wenfeng inquired about their past, and he did not hide it. He motioned other doctors to leave first. He sat down on the bench at the door of the operating room and said solemnly: "it was seven years ago. I came to China after my first graduation. Unexpectedly, I was unfamiliar. My money was stolen by thieves because I didn't know an acquaintance. So I wandered in the street and kept company with beggars all day. One day I saw a gangster bullying a girl in the middle of the night. I can't stand it. Although I haven't eaten for several days, I already have no strength. But I still couldn't resist a breath, so I was as heroic as your Chinese heroes at that time. Unexpectedly, the gangster kicked me off and killed me. At this time, Taoist Baimei just passed by and saved me. Moreover, he gave me a full meal. I knew Taoist Bai Mei was my life-saving benefactor. No matter what problems he has in the future, I will respond to whatever he asks. "

Dean Charles told this story in high spirits. Dong Wenfeng didn't think that Taoist Baimei, although strange, was still a chivalrous thing after all. If he didn't see green hair, he wouldn't die.

Green hair also wants to hear this. In contrast, he is not only a little worse than Dean Charles. At that time, he also imagined that Taoist priest Bai Mei's saving himself was only entrusted by others, but Dean Charles didn't care about any trust. He only knew that he would repay Charles for his kindness all his life.

It seems that gratitude is not just to repay a person's kindness. The most important thing is to make a friend. Everyone has difficulties. Others save you and help you not only for this reward, but a sense of righteousness in your heart.

The crowd laughed and talked about the past, and the originally depressed atmosphere was finally relieved.

Murong was soon transferred to the senior private ward of puyun hospital. This super senior ward is equivalent to the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. There are only two in the whole puyun hospital, one of which is specially prepared for Murong