Lord Qin's little ancestor A exploded

This made the heartstrings of those people tense again.

Only Jian Ci reacted quickly and immediately ordered: "Defibrillate again!"

The two doctors around him reacted immediately and began to cooperate.

But when Jian Ci defibrillated for the fourth time, Dr. Zhu finally couldn't help but say, "Miss Jian, if you defibrillate too many times, malignant arrhythmia will occur."

But Jian Ci continued to move again as if she didn't hear it.

Fortunately, this time, the straight line finally recovered again.

Jian Ci immediately put down the defibrillator, picked up three emergency needles, and injected them all at once.

But this time no one questioned her dosage.

Because they found that the physical condition of the patient cannot be assessed by normal people at all.

After Jian Ci finished injecting all three injections, he threw them directly into the medical tray, then crossed his hands, and began to give Qin Shizheng chest compressions again.

After pressing like this for a full half an hour, the sweat on her forehead had already soaked her hair, and the person on the bed still didn't respond.

And the ECG monitoring screen is just a straight line changing to a curve.

Other figures remain terribly low.

But all professional doctors know that it is just a short-term reaction of the body due to the stimulation of a large dose of drugs.

Once stopped, it will immediately become a straight line again.

If this continues, it is really not optimistic.

But they dare not say.

Just stood there watching Jian Ci cycle back and forth between injections and chest compressions.

After going on like this for more than an hour, the data on the screen finally started to rise.

This made everyone's heartstrings finally loosen.

There is help...

But Jian Ci looked at the data, and his subordinates still kept moving.

The sweat on the forehead slid down the brow bone, and the medicine bottles on the medical tray gradually decreased.

That Dr. Zhu had no choice but to remind in a low voice, "Miss Jian, the vital signs are slowly recovering."

However, Jian Ci did not listen.

With her eyes lowered, she tore off the needle packaging again, and then accurately inserted the thin needle into Qin Shizheng's vein.

The medicine was propelled into the body again.

Everyone watched this scene and dared not speak anymore.

Not long after, other emergency patients came in, and the two emergency doctors saw that the situation here was stable, so they went to deal with other patients first.

By the time everything was done, it was already night.

Just when they were about to change shifts, they remembered that there was another person in the emergency room.

So they couldn't help but take a look at Jian Ci's situation, only to see the harsh sound of the monitor again.

"Drip-drip-"

"Defibrillators!"

Following Jian Ci's words, Dr. Zhu pushed the defibrillator over without thinking about changing shifts.

She moves very fast.

After defibrillation, without looking at the data at all, he directly tore off the packaging of the needle tube again, and injected it in one shot.

Then start a new round of CPR.

Under such repeated movements, that doctor Zhu didn't quite understand.

What disease is this man?

Why is the physical condition so repeated?

Feel……

It's a bit like the female patient in the VIP ward before.

Obviously it was just pericardial hemorrhage, but he got sick several times for no reason and almost died.

Could it be that this person has the same cause as that person?

I heard that that person was also rescued by Miss Jian, but since they are on the VIP floor, ordinary doctors like them are not qualified to go up there, and I don't know how she rescued him.

Isn't now an opportunity?

Thinking of this, this one didn't want to leave, so he just beat Jian Ci all night.

And this matter was passed on overnight.

Those little intern doctors all ran down to study one by one.

Soon, this matter was posted in the practice group.

It was also discovered by Guo Yue, who was an intern.

She didn't expect Jian Ci to be in the emergency room all night, and when she was about to go downstairs to have a look, she happened to run into Lu Boyan who was returning to see Meng Xiaonan.

Guo Yue's eyes brightened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up and he called out, "Doctor Lu."

Lu Boyan was still thinking about Jian Ci's rushing out that day, so he hummed lightly without emotion, and walked in.

Guo Yue didn't think much about it, so she asked with a smile: "Doctor Lu, you should have just come from the emergency room, right? How is Miss Jian?"

When Lu Boyan heard Miss Jian's three words, he stopped and asked, "How about it?"

Guo Yue didn't understand, so she said authentically: "Miss Jian has been saving people in the emergency room all night, don't you know?"

When this sentence was finished, Lu Boyan pursed his thin lips slightly, and immediately strode downstairs.

When he arrived at the emergency room, he saw that Jian Ci was still wearing the clothes he had left the old house that day, while Jian Ci was kneeling on either side of Qin Shizheng's body, with his hands constantly pressing on his chest.

The whole person looks extremely low pressure, with serious eyebrows and eyes, slightly damp hair sticking to his cheeks, and fine sweat protruding from the tip of his nose.

And more than half of the thirty medicines on the tray have been used.

The data on the screen goes up and down, very unstable.

Lu Boyan's eyes darkened, and he stepped forward decisively.

"Xiaoci."

However, Jian Ci seemed as if he had never heard of it, and the actions of his subordinates did not stop at all.

Lu Boyan looked at the bloodshot eyes under her eyes, his heart sank, and he couldn't help saying: "Jian Ci!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to stop him.

But when he went to grab Jian Ci's hand, he found that her fingers were frighteningly cold.

Obviously tired and sweating, but her hands were as cold as ice.

"Emergency needle!" At this moment, Jian Ci said.

The person behind handed over the glass bottle of medicine as usual.

Jian Ci's hands trembled a little, and the grinding wheel couldn't be aimed at the opening of the medicine bottle several times, so he simply broke it with his hands.

As a result, I didn't accidentally scratch my finger.

Seeing this, Lu Boyan couldn't help frowning.

But Jian Ci didn't care about it right now, she put the needle into the medicine bottle and filled it up.

Now, Lu Boyan had no choice but to stop it, "With such a large dose, he will die!"

It's a pity that Jian Ci just continued what he was doing.

Seeing that the needle was about to hit Qin Shizheng's body, Lu Boyan immediately grabbed her wrist and said coldly, "Jian Ci, calm down!"

But Jian Ci shook off his hand.

Her strength has been almost exhausted from the continuous day and night of chest compressions, and she has no strength at all.

But this does not hinder her attitude.

Lu Boyan looked at her resolute and indifferent eyebrows, and was silent for a few seconds, and finally had to compromise with a bit of meaning: "I'll come, you can rest."

To this, Jian Ci's response was just a shot into Qin Shizheng's body.

Her refusal was so obvious.

She completely put Qin Shizheng into her own territory, preventing others from getting involved.

After another half an hour of chest compressions, Qin Shizheng's body data finally stabilized and returned to normal levels.

However, Jian Ci was kneeling there, staring at the screen tensely.

It was not until an hour later that the vital signs data did not change much, and Jian Ci's expression eased slightly.