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Chapter 500 I hurt the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!

Things are indeed very big.

In less than an hour after the murder, a public opinion storm was seen over the capital, and it was sweeping the whole country through media channels such as the Internet!

The doctor-patient conflict is a very sensitive and difficult problem these days!

In recent years, violent incidents of injuring doctors have emerged one after another!

But it is so serious that there are still few people who kill!

It happened to be the case that the China Traditional Chinese Medicine Forum Summit was held in the Beijing Hospital, and all kinds of media gathered. With their own witness and record, the bloody horror at the scene of the murder was presented to the public very intuitively!

It is precisely because of the foreseement that a major public opinion is about to break out that the police in charge of the case do not dare to slack off at all.

In order to prepare for response in advance, they must race against time to solve the case!

At the same time, in the operating room, a group of medical staff were racing against time to race against the god of death!

“How is the blood oxygen saturation?”

"Where is the red blood cell index?"

"Blood transfusion! Continue blood transfusion!"

"Replenish the fluid! Then come adrenaline!"

"Go and wipe off the sweat of Expert Song!"

“…”

A messy surgery scene!

Crying and shouting one after another!

Even two young nurses in the field could not help but burst into tears!

Looking at Dr. Liang Yan, a colleague who was lying on the operating bed, everyone was indescribable pain and grief!

And the coldest person on the scene was Song Che.

He must remain indifferent in order to save this colleague to the best of his ability.

Although he has only been working in Beijing Hospital for half a month and has never said a word to Dr. Liang Yan, this is a once vivid face by his side!

After the pericardial suture was done, Song Che ignored the splattered blood on his body and shouted: "Cut the thread!"

"Stop the machine and keep blood...re-temperature exhaust...removal of the aortic duct..."

Song Che gave orders without raising his head. Every step was accurate and every action was even more straightforward.

The experts from Beijing Hospital cooperated very well as assistants.

Logically speaking, with their qualifications, any person can be competent for the surgery.

But when they arrived, no one interfered with Song Che's moves and his courage to fight.

Seeing the recovery curve on the ECG monitor, although it was very weak, the heart that everyone had been tense was a little looser...

"It's not possible. The abdominal aorta is damaged too seriously. Sutures of this degree will rupture sooner or later!" A very experienced surgical expert issued a reminder.

"Next, abdominal aortic angiovascular reconstruction, cardiac multivalvular replacement and plasty and coronary artery bridging surgery." Song Che said without hesitation.

“…”

The experts were speechless.

If they just pick one of the above surgeries to do it, they are still sure.

But it is unheard of to have to carry out such several highest-risk surgeries in one breath!

As long as there is no detail in it, all previous efforts will be wasted!

"Give up early now, all previous efforts are wasted!"

Song Che said in a deep voice: "We can't watch him crying for justice and die, do it, and have a glimmer of hope. Do nothing, that is a lifelong regret! If a person is gone, nothing will be gone!"

"Everyone listens to Expert Song! We must save Liang Yan!"

Another director expert shouted excitedly.

"We must save Liang Yan..."

Dean Pan Xicheng was also worriedly watching the dangers in the observation area.

The cell phone in my pocket rang again and again, and calls followed one by one.

But Pan Xicheng basically cut it off after taking a look.

Now he is thinking about praying to his subordinates!

"Director Pan..."

Gu Huanian, accompanied by Hua Wushuang, walked into the observation area and looked at the operating room while asking, "How are you?"

"I don't know...I...ah!"

Pan Xicheng looked at Liang Yan, whose belly was broken, and his nose felt sore again.

In fact, according to his rationality, if you are so hurt, you are afraid you will be powerless!

But emotionally, he really couldn't bear to see his doctor die so uninformedly!

"There must be hopeful, I believe Song Che!" Hua Wushuang said: "He can always turn the tide in difficulties. Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, he is so proficient in it. He will definitely save that doctor."

Lian Yuchen opened his mouth, but he still refused to say anything.

In his opinion, it would be too subjective to deify a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner like this.

When everyone was thinking about it, a few more people came in. In addition to the leaders of the hospital, Bai Yesheng and the police officers led the team.

"Director Pan, the assailant has been brought back to the bureau. I personally express my deep regret and regret for what happened."

The leading policeman looked at the operating room and said, "If it's convenient for you now, I want to know about the situation with you."

"What else can I ask? The facts are not very clear!" Pan Xicheng was immediately angry and accused him: "The assaulter Ren Shenguo, who was sent to the hospital for emergency cerebral hemorrhage, died of unsuccessful rescue. He blamed all the problems on our doctors. He came to the hospital several times to cause trouble and asked for sky-high compensation. The negotiations failed. Our hospital asked him to go through judicial procedures. Who knew that this bastard was so vicious and actually committed the murder of our doctors!"

Seeing Pan Xicheng becoming more and more excited as he spoke, the police said, "Director Pan, I understand your mood. Please restrain yourself first. We will naturally investigate and verify these motives. Now we are looking for you. The main purpose is to ask about the process of the scene just now, such as how the expert Song Che did bravely?"

"Have you not watched the surveillance monitor yet?" Pan Xicheng frowned.

"I have seen it. Expert Song Che is very brave and skillful. I personally admire it." The police hesitated for a moment and said, "What I am more curious about is why expert Song Che came back and beat the suspect repeatedly after the suspect was subdued?"

Pan Xicheng was stunned.

It turns out that the police wanted to pursue Song Che's "private revenge"!

"Yes, although I understand the anger of Song Che expert at that time, under that situation, the perpetrators were already subdued, and he kept beating them. According to the injury assessment, it is probably enough to hurt people maliciously. It is really not worth it." Bai Yesheng said objectively and fairly.

"You, you..."

Pan Xicheng was stunned by his eyes, and then his teeth were trembling with anger. He immediately exploded and shouted, "Don't you big fart!"

"When our doctors are persecuted, what are you doing? When Song Che expert is saving people, what are you doing? Why can the perpetrators harm innocent people without restraint? Song expert takes action with righteousness and is still trying to rescue them. Instead, you will be charged with false charges!"

"Bai Yesheng, you bastard hypocrite! Labor and capital have long been unhappy about you! You are fake and righteous every day, and you are hypocritical. Who can you show it to? You dare to say that the Song expert was maliciously hurting people! I hurt your ancestors for eighteen generations! I'll give you a few sacks now, and you can also accuse me of maliciously hurting people! "
Chapter completed!
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