Chapter 862 is not optimistic

   This trip was obviously very thrilling. After the attending doctor saw the patient after waiting for more than ten minutes, the pretty peach blossom eyes widened.

   The so-called fate has always made people bald, and the young clinician has a little urge to go out and calm down.

   "Check your blood pressure."

   The lights in the operating room stayed on for a long time until the evening. When it finally turned on, the doctor and nurse pushed the person out and announced that they would be transferred to the ICU ward.

   This was simply unexpected.

  The policemen who were guarding outside also thought it was incredible.

   That girl is alive and kicking during the day, and it's almost impossible to talk about a dozen times, why is she an icu all of a sudden?

  An Yunhuai recognized the doctor, and he held him back: "Dr. Jiang, what happened to my sister? She has been fine before, and has never had an attack?"

  Jiang Xin took off his mask and stared at An Yunhuai with a complicated look. He operated continuously for several hours, and now he is in a state of exhaustion.

   After Jiang Xin finished his job as a private doctor for the Su Nanzhi sister and brother, he soon left Beijing No. 1 Middle School and went to a large hospital in Beijing.

   He is indeed very professional. In less than a year, he has become one of the attending physicians in Cardiac Surgery. If he is not too young, he may even have the qualifications for the evaluation director.

   He said: "An Yunhuai, it's not me who said that your sister's usual state of being alive is a medical miracle in itself. Her condition is very bad. Whether or not she can survive this test depends on tonight."

  An Yunhuai clenched his fists tightly and dropped them after listening. Professor Qi, as a teacher, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

   "Xiao An, don't be afraid, the teacher will be here with you tonight."

  An Yunhuai shook his head: "Professor, you go back first, and let Senior Brother Xiao Liu see you off. I want to pick up my brother and wait together."

  Professor Qi wanted to say something more, but An Yunhuai refused, and in the end he had to go back with Xiao Liu first.

   And the policemen who had been guarding with them also said a few words of comfort, and finally An Yunhuai went back and brought Xiao Tao to the hospital.

  Su Nanzhi is still in a coma.

  Xiao Tao was lying beside the bed and looked at Su Nanzhi who was wearing an oxygen mask, and was a little uncomfortable.

   He turned to look at An Yunhuai: "Is Smelly Zhizhi dying?"

  An Yunhuai was taken aback: "Xiao Tao, don't talk nonsense, my sister is just asleep."

   "But," the child's voice was still milky, but it was so serious that it made one's heart chill, "She is losing her vitality."

  An Yunhuai looked down at Xiao Tao: "Xiao Tao, can you do anything?"

   The little boy frowned, his little hand held Su Nanzhi's hand, and the soothing spiritual power was continuously fed in, but it was useless as if it was flowing into the sea.

   He was discouraged, "No, I can't help."

  An Yunhuai was silent, one big and one small sitting in the ward waiting.

  Xiao Tao said, "If she can wake up, she'll be fine."

  Jiang Xin came here once, although he didn't know where the siblings got the children, but he didn't ask.

   He checked Su Nanzhi briefly, but found that it was still not optimistic. The rate of heart failure seemed to be accelerated all of a sudden, and there was even a fever.

  Jiang Xin had no choice but to give her an infusion first. Some conventional antipyretics cannot be used for her now. If the two symptoms collide together, it remains to be seen whether it will cause other conditions.

   It burned until the middle of the night and could not go away.

   (end of this chapter)