Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

At that time, he was on the North Road, and Yannian was on the South Road.

The distance is about 1 kilometer before and after.

It was hard to drive. It was the rush hour and another car accident occurred. It is estimated that the traffic jam on South Road is quite serious, so Jiang Beiyuan used to run decisively.

Handsome guys are handsome when they run.

The body is like a jade tree, and the eyebrows are like a willow.

The dark green long windbreaker, the robe is fluttering, and as he ran, the black hair on his forehead was separated towards the two sides in the wind, with a medicine chest beside him.

Many young girls around him were taking pictures of his face, and Jiang Beiyuan was too lazy to take care of these idiots.

"The forehead... bumped... it didn't feel serious... I don't know if it was the chest cavity... or the lungs... it was stabbed by glass... serious... elsewhere..."

Yannian's teeth were trembling, and they couldn't close at all.

In front of the **** of death, we are all too small to withstand a single blow, and we just want to try our best to protect the few people we care about.

"Got it, here I am!"

The last three words have become particularly weighty.

The light is on and off, and the lights and shadows are building.

The large neon light shone on the man who strode forward, vacillating, looking like a god.

Yannian looked at him across the crowd, her eyes were already white and blurred, and she dared not blink for fear that she would not be able to see him.

She held Ding Baoyi and cried more fiercely in an instant, as if she was about to shed all the tears of her life.

How hope this is a nightmare.

After waking up from the dream, Ding Baoyi was still alive and kicking, and her palms did not have so much warm blood.

"Jiang Beiyuan... Jiang Beiyuan..."

She called his name hoarse.

It seems at this moment.

These three words are her beliefs.

Jiang Beiyuan has pushed aside the crowd and squatted in front of Yannian.

It is not easy to run a kilometer in 2 minutes.

He was breathing heavily, the sweat dripping from his forehead, slid down, drawing the chin line of his profile.

His face was solemn, and those black eyes examined Ding Baoyi, who was lying flat on the ground by Yannian.

As Yannian said, only the lungs are serious.

"It's okay, a lung contusion, it shouldn't hurt any important organs. There is still a rescue now, don't worry."

He stretched out his hand and stroked the soft hair of Little Tears beside him, comforted her and let her relax now.

Yannian nodded vigorously, "Please...hurry up and save her!"

Jiang Bei Yuan uttered, and then moved quickly to open the medicine box he carried.

Gauze alcohol, absorbent cotton, disinfectant, triangular bandage, hemostatic forceps, drainage tube, etc., everything.

Nowadays, except for the lungs, Ding Baoyi's other parts of the body are not affected. Due to the rapid and blunt injury, the lungs have been severely contused, pleural effusion, and alveoli have been edema.

Jiang Beiyuan is a knife for Zhicheng Thoracic Surgery, and he is good at operations like chest and lungs.

just--

Now the situation is special and the conditions are simple.

It's not on the operating table, because it lacks precision instruments, so major operations cannot be done.

"There is no autologous blood recovery machine here. I will simply stop the bleeding for her and do a pericardial tamponade."

Jiang Beiyuan's voice has always been steady, although there is a Sichuan pattern between his forehead, but his eyes are not panic.

Open the chest, take the glass slag, everything is going on in an orderly manner.

There are more and more pedestrians gathering, and the big guys are holding their breath, watching Jiang Beiyuan undergoing an operation.

Yannian stopped crying, bit her lips hard, her pink lips were bitten out of blood, she didn't dare to say anything, for fear that she might disturb Jiang Beiyuan if she made a noise.

The **** picture on the ground made Yannian be frightened.

Jiang Beiyuan glanced at her sideways.

"You give me a hand now and cooperate with me."