This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

Shen Muxuan, who finished eating the steamed stuffed bun, was as obedient as a cat, curled up on the sofa with her arms around her knees, staring at the TV seriously with bright eyes.

An Yi's eyes always glance down inadvertently, and after discovering that Shen Muxuan's long skirt is covered with white satin trousers, she suddenly loses interest.

Even the TV series, which were already boring, became even more boring.

Seeing Shen Muxuan with a serious face, An Yi was very curious, this girl doesn't even know what a TV is, how could she like this kind of brainless romantic soap opera.

"An Yi, what does husband mean?"

Shen Muxuan watched with great interest and asked An Yi a question.

An Yi felt that his brain was a little big again.

He originally thought that this girl just didn't know a few things, but he didn't expect that she didn't understand anything about this world at all!

"My husband is me. You can call me my husband from now on. You are not allowed to yell at other men."

"Oh, then will you call me wife?"

"Will do."

"But husband and wife seem to mean husband and wife. Master said that such a person is a disciple, and he will blow his head off."

"Well, your master is really awesome!"

An Yi yawned.

This girl's master doesn't teach any common sense, but just keeps teaching her to guard against perverts?

As a result, even a gentleman like him has no chance to attack!

hum~

A bell rang, and the phone vibrated on the coffee table.

Shen Muxuan put down the sofa cushion and picked it up: "An Yi, your phone is ringing."

"It's so late, you're really dedicated, and the harassing call was hung up immediately."

An Yi yawned, rubbed his eyes and said.

He was an orphan, and no one would call him at all.

Shen Muxuan looked at the caller ID: "It's from Aunt Zhou."

"Hey, what's the matter, Aunt Zhou, it's not about rent collection at night, is it?"

An Yi took the phone, yawned and questioned.

"Excuse me, are you the son of Ms. Zhou Chuanfang?"

There was an urgent voice on the phone.

An Yi frowned slightly and said, "What's wrong?"

"Hello, this is Jiangbei City Hospital. Your mother is in the emergency room now..."

Before finishing the phone call, An Yi put on his coat quickly with a gloomy face.

Shen Muxuan hurriedly got up and chased after her: "An Yi, wait for me!"

Chapter 20 Medical Sign-in System

Jiangbei City Hospital.

The landlord's aunt was lying on the hospital bed, her face was covered with bruises, her arms were bruised and purple, and she was seriously injured.

An Yi's face was icy cold, and his whole body exuded a bitter chill.

"You are Ms. Zhou's son, right? I just received a report that Ms. Zhou was attacked by gangsters. She is out of danger now, but she suffered a severe blow to her brain. It is very likely..."

The next words, the doctor did not say.

What he meant was obvious, the landlord's aunt might not be able to wake up.

"Who did it?"

An Yi stared at the doctor with cold eyes and asked.

The doctor took a step back, his legs and feet were a little weak. !

What a terrifying look. In an instant, a fine layer of sweat rose from his back.

"Here, sir, please calm down. The law enforcement officers are investigating this matter. I believe there will be news soon."

The doctor opened his mouth, his voice trembling.

Although the kid in front of him was young, he was extremely murderous. Now he was a little worried about his own safety.

"comfortable……"

Shen Muxuan gently tugged at An Yi's cuffs, her eyes were red.

An Yi closed her eyes, took a long breath, and tried to calm herself down.

He has been in this world for two years.

It was the landlord's aunt who saved his life, took him in, and gave him a place to stay in such a strange world.

After two years of care, for him, the landlady is like a family member.

"I'm sorry, doctor, please do what you can to heal! Money is not an issue, please!"

An Yi bowed and said seriously.

Shen Muxuan hurriedly stood aside and bowed.

The doctor shook his head and sighed: "But, this, this, I can't do anything... No, maybe someone can. Dean Zheng from the Provincial Hospital was transferred to our Jiangbei City to study and exchange. He is good at brain surgery. Go ask and wait."

With that said, the doctor hurried out.

Seeing An Yi with a gloomy expression, Shen Muxuan grabbed his hand and said softly, "Don't worry, there will be a way. Aunt Zhou is a good person, so she will definitely not be in danger."

With a dry throat, An Yi hummed lightly, and quietly clenched her fists.

at the same time.

City Hospital Emergency Room.

Operating table.

The operation is halfway through, and the progress is extremely difficult.

Dean Zheng's slightly aged face was covered with sweat. This operation was more difficult than he had imagined.

The patient suffered extensive bleeding, but the tumor in the brain was still not successfully removed.

After standing for a long time, Dean Zheng took a step back, gasping for breath because of mental exhaustion, showing a sad look.

He knew very well that the patient was on the verge of being unable to recover.

The mortality rate of this kind of craniotomy is extremely high, even a god can't save it.

"Come on, you've done your best."

Dean Zheng waved his hand, looking tired.

"Dean Zheng, I want to try."

A clear voice rang in his ears.

Dean Zheng was puzzled and looked at the young man next to him.

This young man is an intern at the hospital. Because of his excellent grades and extraordinary medical skills, he chose to let him be his assistant.

Dean Zheng looked at his clear and serious eyes through thick protective glasses, pursed his lips and said, "How sure are you?"

"Six points sure!"

The young intern said seriously.

"Dean Zheng!"

Several nurses around were in a hurry.

Although it is already powerless to recover, if an intern doctor is asked to handle this matter, if outsiders know about it, the consequences...

"Healing the wounded and dying is a doctor's bounden duty. I have no other options, but if there is a chance to save patients, I will not let it go! Let him come, and I will bear all the consequences."

Dean Zheng said firmly.

Several nurses closed their mouths, but their eyes signaled each other.

Young intern, only in his early twenties, in this industry, being able to touch surgery as an assistant is already quite remarkable.

Now Dean Zheng is unable to complete the operation, he actually wants to intervene!

"Hemostatic forceps!"

The young intern said lightly.

The nurse handed it over with some reluctance.

He reached out to take it and undertake the next operation.

What happened next shocked everyone in the operating room.

Dean Zheng showed an unbelievable expression.

The tumor he didn't remove just now, under the hands of this young man, can be described as relaxed and freehand.

A scalpel is like a brush that draws pictures on rice paper, every time it is moved, it is meticulous.

Dean Zheng was dumbfounded.

With human ability, is it really possible to do this step?

"Okay, the next step is the suture problem."

The young intern said with a slight sigh of relief.

This operation was more difficult than he imagined, and his suturing skills were average.

"Ding, on the 6th day of signing in, you will get [world-class suturing experience]!"

The intern smiled when he heard the voice in his head.

As soon as he fell asleep, the system sent a pillow.

The reward on the 6th day of signing in was even richer than he imagined!

Next, Dean Zheng felt that he had lived in vain for decades.

The catgut, under the control of the intern doctor's suture needle, seems to be infused with the soul, the movement is fast, but every movement is meticulous and perfect.

Even the little nurse next to her was overwhelmed by the intern's superb medical skills.

Two hours later, the operation was successfully completed.

Dean Zheng walked out of the operating room in a half dazed state.

In the next two hours, he completely became an assistant, responsible for helping young people.

"Little comrade, what's your name?" Dean Zheng couldn't help asking.

The young intern just took off his protective glasses, revealing a delicate and slightly feminine face.

"My name is Zhang Fan!"

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said lightly.

Zhang Fan...

Dean Zheng shook his head.

This name is not very familiar, but this son is definitely not a thing in the pool!Now that he has met him, he must not let the pearl get dusty!

"Dean Zheng is worthy of being the master of the apricot altar in our Jiangbei City. I am afraid that Dean Zheng can control this operation."

"A late-stage brain tumor has long been an incurable disease. I didn't expect a medical miracle to be born here with Dean Zheng."

Received the news that the operation was successful.

Many doctors from the city hospital poured in one after another, boasting wildly.

The more people around praised him, the more Dean Zheng felt blushed.