"I have to do live surgery tomorrow, I have to take a good rest today, Tang editor, I am sorry." Zheng Ren "proverbs" declined Tang Xiu's kindness.

Looking at the back of Zheng Ren’s departure, Tang Xiu lived.

A photojournalist with a camera in his hand said with anger: "Which big tail wolf is installed, and live surgery is done, the little doctor in Haicheng, the Emperor thinks that he is in heaven?!"

Tang Xiu’s eyebrows were close, raising his hand and stopping the reporter’s words.

Live surgery? Still in the emperor? Is the Haicheng doctor invited to the emperor for surgery? This seems to be a great news theme!

If it is true, it will be fine.

Tang Xiu immediately asked: "Where are you, who knows the doctor?"

One line of three people, another text reporter raised his hand and said: "My high school classmate, in the hospital's internal medicine as a doctor."

"I will contact you immediately, and I will go to him." Tang Xiu did not hesitate, and no one was rejected by Zheng Ren.

"Tang editor, what is it?" The man was also somewhat dissatisfied with Zheng Ren's attitude, screaming.

"Stupid!" Tang Xiu reached out and slammed on the back of the two men. "I know the level of Dr. Zheng. When my father was taken to the hospital by the 120 ambulance, his blood pressure could not be detected. He was in emergency. After the operation, my father transferred out of the intensive care unit the next day."

"Tang editor, I know this thing. But our kindness has already been expressed clearly enough. It is the hot face of people who put cold **** on them." The photojournalist whispered.

"I am not talking about this." Tang Xiu meditated. "I mean, Dr. Zheng is very high. It is really impossible to be invited to the emperor for surgery."

"Tang editor, not that I said you, you are too whimsical. Just 咱海城, do you think about it?"

"Inquire about it, it's always right. Or else, let's move the crowd and go back empty-handed, it's not easy to explain." Tang Xiu explained with the workplace, which convinced the two temporary subordinates.

After making a phone call, I contacted my classmates. The three men rushed to the respiratory medicine ward of Sanju.

In the afternoon, it is the time when the physician is busy. The three were not convenient to disturb, and they stood in the corridor and waited quietly.

Tang Xiu was not idle, launched his own network in the Imperial Capital, looking for traces left by Zheng Ren in the past few days.

Interlacing is like a mountain. Without a doctor, it is really difficult to understand these things.

Tang Xiu’s face quickly disappeared, and there was no clue at all. The photojournalist was impatient, but Tang Xiu said that the level is higher than him, so he has more and more unwillingness to stand in the cold wind of the emperor, smoking one by one.

It was not until the evening of work that the doctor who was originally from Haicheng was tired and walked out with regret.

"Old classmates, are you here to visit the emperor? Can you not think of me if you have no work?" The doctor barely cheered and said a few cold and whispering words.

"This is not the case that I heard that the doctor who was on the scene was a Haicheng person in the past few days. We will come over and look for the news subject. You also know that the positive energy of the society is now promoted. It is easy to produce results." The doctor's classmate said with a smile.

"Then wait for me, I will invite you to dinner at night, let's talk and talk."

Not to mention, I am really looking for the right person.

The doctor was obviously interested in the topic that Tang Xiu had interviewed, hurriedly changed clothes and ran out in casual clothes.

It was dark, and a few people didn't go far. I found a familiar hotel nearby and asked for a single room to chat while eating.

"I am also curious, when did the Haicheng City come out with such a capable person." The doctor sat down and said: "I was with the boss out of the clinic early that day, and the scene scared me. A jump, too bloody."

How many people in Tang Xiu face each other, bloody? What **** can you have?

"I went to the inpatient department to change the white clothes, and then rushed to the clinic. On the way, I saw a flat car pushing over, someone in front of the road, just to save some time.

When I look at it, I know that it is definitely an emergency. But this kind of thing has seen more and there is no feeling. You said that the hospital is not dead any day. "The doctor opened the words and said it incessantly."

A few people are laughing, they are all veteran of the wine table, how can the atmosphere of the atmosphere be warm and not awkward, this degree is very good.

"When the flat car passed me, I was scared. The blood, all the way to the money from the flat car. This is not the key, the key is to pick up a person on the flat car, stop bleeding! ”

"What is it to stop bleeding?" Tang Xiu asked.

"Dr. Fang was pierced by a knife, the liver, the diaphragm, the lungs... Let's just say that with this kind of injury, the amount of bleeding in a minute can make people shock, and in five minutes, people can die. If there is no Zheng, the boss is decisive, afraid of Dr. Fang has now burned his head seven. At this time next year, the graves are all taller."

Tang Xiu’s brain complements Zheng Ren’s picture on the flat car, as if returning to the day when his father’s hepatic hemangioma ruptured to the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ Only a moment, he was shuddering.

Not afraid, but excited.

The doctor did not notice, and continued to say: "My eyes are so pointed. I saw Zheng’s left shoulder still bleeding, and I was estimated to be hurt. I wanted to replace him. I didn’t expect him to slap on my chest. It still hurts now."

"So violent?" The doctor's classmate was surprised.

"Hey, this is violence, I am anxious. I saw people wearing white clothes on the flat car. It is a person wearing a casual clothes to stop bleeding. I want to help me subconsciously. If you change me, don't look at my doctor. Graduation, the blood stop is also seen in the book, I know where the hepatic arteriovenous veins are, how much strength," the doctor said.

"Later?" Tang Xiu continued to ask.

"It is said that the doctor is not only bleeding, but also tension pneumothorax. This, you check it on the Internet, I will not give science. Zheng boss with a syringe needle exhaust, plus hand to stop bleeding, this is the doctor to live in the operating room ""

"It's so powerful..." Tang Xiu didn't know the history, and his eyes were full of flowers.

"Right, we met Dr. Zheng in the afternoon. He said that there is live surgery in the day? Do you know this?" asked the doctor's classmate.

"This is not clear. You also know that we are busy with our heads every day, but we also need to do research and advancement. Some people don't even dare to even target."

"What?"

"There is no time to accompany. Where did you meet Zheng’s boss?"

"Interventional department."

"I called and asked, wait a moment." The doctor immediately took out the phone and looked up the address book.

Speaking of this "gossip", he asked a few words and felt curious. He simply called the intervening doctor who knew him.

Soon, Tang Xiu listened to the blood.