Confirmation of the normal source of the organ can ensure the integrity and health of the organs.

To determine the appropriate organ matching, just looking at the degree of compliance on the test sheet can be called a god gift.

However, distance is a big problem.

The best time for organ transplantation is there, and the patient's body is not suitable for long-distance travel.

Moreover, the appointment technology also requires mechanical support, and there is no way to provide such good equipment conditions here.

Therefore, whether it is the transport of organs or the patient, there are points of inadequate consideration.

However, these are still within the scope of rational thinking, and can be basically solved by using sufficient technical conditions. What is even more difficult to deal with is actually the aspect of sensory thinking.

Patients who signed the organ donation consent form have no ability to deal with their bodies after their death.

And family members with this ability and power are the most collapsed when their love is lost.

Medical staff rushed over to pick organs during transplant time, which was particularly prone to conflict.

Both sides are correct, both sides can understand.

But at the moment of emotional sensibility, it is difficult to act rationally.

It is difficult for the family of the deceased to forgive the doctor who rushed over and did everything he had done to his newly-dead relatives.

"I know they're right, but I hate them."

"If they don't do that, at least I still have a thought, hoping that he will wake up as usual, but the moment they do it, I know that I really lost him forever."

The medical staff were also helpless, it was because they were unkind to be kind to others.

Instead, there is a time limit for organ harvesting and preservation. In order to ensure the survival rate of transplantation, they have to come as soon as possible. At this time, the organs may still be warm, and the brains of the deceased's family members are also the most likely to get fever.

The two places cooperated, and the doctors prepared the patients directly while preparing the surgery.

On the one hand, he applied for helicopters from the relevant areas, staying in the organ harvesting ground thousands of miles away, just waiting... just waiting for that moment.

He tried every means to solve the obstacles of difficult families. The doctors sent to carry boxes with their organs and walked very fast, and his white coat drifted out in a resolute arc in the wind of the helicopter.

The family chased after him all the way, and the gray-haired old woman could hardly stand under the strong wind.

He just escorted the helicopter to the hospital, and he didn't have to hurry over with the little soldiers who had passed and supported the person.

The little warrior couldn't bear it.

Although everyone was so tired to deal with this difficult aunt just now.

But now looking at her elderly and thin, lonely and helpless in the wind, it is particularly distressing.

Anyone who suffers such a hardship will feel uncomfortable when they see it.

The little soldier blocked the wind from the helicopter for the old woman and shouted in the huge noise: "Auntie, or you can follow me and accompany me for a while!"

The old woman paused, her eyes moved from the helicopter to the face of the little soldier, and shed tears before she could speak.

The little soldier bent down and put his ear to the old woman's mouth, carefully distinguishing the old woman's broken words in the roar of the helicopter. As soon as he heard it clearly, two lines of hot tears could not help but rush out.

"I won't go see it anymore, I won't go see it anymore... Mom is sad... My son, my son... the flesh that fell from my body in my ten months of pregnancy..."

The little soldier stood up, saluted the old woman with a military salute, raised her sleeves, and quietly left her head.

The difficulty continues to escalate along the way.

Fortunately, it is difficult to pass the pass, and everything is difficult to achieve.

Every time I think I end up with the end of the road, the next second is reasonable.

Finally, the operation was over and everyone was ready.

The operating table is the most likely time for the author to make trouble, and the readers are also extremely nervous at this moment.

The incident was so turbulent that the author wanted to make any unfinished operation fail at this critical moment. It is estimated that 80% of readers would curse, and the remaining 20% ​​of those with stable personalities should be ordered directly on the Star Network to open the sending.

Fortunately, the operation went smoothly and all previous efforts were effective.

The money was enough, so the medicine was in place.

The technical support was timely enough, so the doctors' success rate of operation was much higher.

The organs came in time and seamlessly connected to the operating room. The success of the operation was natural.

This moment makes readers naturally relieved, and the heart that has been raised from the beginning to the present finally feels like it is a bit grounded.

However……

Chen Yu smiled slightly: I am a devil.

The Landlord King will not fight out at the beginning, and the first way to overcome the tribulation is the Nine-Turn Heavenly Thunder.

After passing all the levels, there is also the largest boss - the fourth level, the patient's desire to survive after the operation.

When Chen Yu wrote the last level, he wrote how the situation was serious.

How important is the patient's desire to survive?

Every minute, as long as the patient after the operation breathes a little relieved, everything before will be useless!

It is necessary to make Dr. Yan angry that he does not fight, and he will feel that he is scratching his heart and lungs. He wishes he could rush in and grab the patient lying on the hospital bed, and yell at you, will he persevere!

Chen Yu wrote very happily.

I remember that he was also looking at Dr. Yan's dejected face and listening to Dr. Yan's disgusting speech as reposted by the dean, holding back his nameless fire and nowhere to vent.

This time, Dr. Yan had to experience this feeling.

Didn’t you give up?

Come on, don’t be discouraged first, let me write to you a countdown on giving up after going through a lot of hardships and working thousands of troops.

This is great.

This is very nice.

This makes me happy.

Chen Yu even smiled sweetly as he wrote, just like a knife essence.

Chen Yu was so excited that he was thinking that the article he wrote was to treat Dr. Yan.

He didn't care about the fact that his article was published, and he read more of ordinary readers.

If Dr. Yan, a mature, steady and calm guy, would be forced to lose his composure by Chen Yu's last stroke.

So it is conceivable how much ordinary readers want to stab Chen Yu to death.

It would be fine if Chen Yu stopped in time. If this continues, other literati don’t need to bring a bodyguard to open an offline sales meeting. It would probably be difficult for Chen Yu to bring a whole explosion-proof legion.

Chen Yu actually didn't mean it. He thought that in his original world, he was also a mother-in-law author who could write silly and sweet love stories.

After coming here, the books I read every day were full of twists and turns, as dense as sea urchins, so my writing style was unconsciously affected.

Chen Yu, who used to write wherever he thought about and had no skills and purely expressed his feelings, gradually realized how to use some basic grammar to better plan and layout, tell the story clearly, and convey the feelings clearly.

Little by little, blending skills and feelings.
Chapter completed!