Fast Transmigration: The villain is pampered and flirtatious

After Pei Xiao took Meng Jiao away, Meng Meng looked at the blood on the ground in a daze.

Just when she witnessed the scene just now, some fragments flashed through her mind, and she was almost unable to grasp it.

After being stimulated, her brain hurt badly.

Meng Meng crouched in front of the pool of blood with her head in her arms, her head buried in the hollow of her leg.

Lu Sinian noticed her abnormality.

He walked up to Meng Meng, patted her shoulder lightly, and asked with concern: "Miss Meng, are you feeling well?"

Meng Meng raised his head, with crystal tears in his eyes.

"Lu Sinian, I feel so uncomfortable here." She clutched the fabric on her left chest, her voice choked up.

Lu Sinian also squatted down and looked at Meng Meng.

Seeing her appearance, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and put the hair sticking to Mengmeng's face behind his ears, "Miss Meng, you were just scared, you're fine now."

Lu Sinian comforted him.

Meng Meng's eyes were blurred with tears, she stretched out her hand to grab Lu Sinian's cuff, "Don't go!"

At this moment, she is like a drowning person, grabbing a piece of driftwood.

She dare not let go.

Lu Sinian wanted to get up and deal with Huo Tingting's affairs.

Seeing Meng Meng like an insecure child, he couldn't bear it.

"I won't go, Miss Xiao Meng can follow me."

Meng Meng nodded.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Sinian's words made her restless heart slowly calm down.

Wait until the crowd evacuates.

The hands of the two were holding each other at some point, and they didn't know it.

***

Santa Maria Hospital.

Since Meng Jiao suffered a gunshot wound, Pei Xiao chose a foreign hospital.

Compared with technology and equipment.

Western ones are indeed more advanced than them.

"Sir, please put the lady on this."

A foreign doctor communicated with Pei Xiao in sloppy Chinese.

He pushed a push bed over, and pointed to the push bed with sign language.

"It's okay, you can speak in English."

Pei Xiao's fluent spoken language stunned the foreigners, he stared and said, "Do you know English?"

You know, in this war-torn era, nine out of ten officers in military uniform like him are rough.

Even those with a little ink are all pedantic literati.

He doesn't bother to learn foreign languages ​​at all, thinking that this is a style of worshiping foreigners.

Chinese is recognized as the most difficult language to learn in the world, bar none.

But after all, they devoted themselves to medicine.

When you come to a foreign country, the first thing you have to overcome is the language difference.

People here are not willing to learn the language of their country, so they have to study Chinese hard.

Even though I have worked hard, I can only learn a little bit, which is very sloppy.

Patients can't understand what they express, and they can't express what they want to express in Chinese.

Doctors and patients can only guess and understand by themselves.

It is for this reason.

So when this foreigner heard the English spoken by Pei Xiao, he still spoke it so fluently, without any hindrance, and his excitement was beyond words.

"She's got a gunshot wound, her body temperature is below body temperature, she's probably not doing well."

Pei Xiao didn't reply. He first gently put Meng Jiao on the push bed, and then told the foreign doctor about her situation in English.

When the foreigner heard this, he hurriedly pushed Meng Jiao into the operating room.

At this moment, a Nightingale passed by Pei Xiao.

Professional habits made her stop when she smelled blood, "Sir, you are injured!"

She speaks Chinese.

The nurse is also a foreigner, with fluffy golden hair and eyes as blue as the sea.

The facial features are more deep and three-dimensional than those of the yellow race, and the skin color is milky white.

Her Chinese level is obviously much better than that foreign doctor just now.

At least.

The nurse's pronunciation is correct, and the enunciation is also considered clear.

Pei Xiao replied to her in Mandarin: "I'm fine."

"How can it be all right? It's all bleeding!"

The blond nurse seemed to have a stubborn temper. She wrinkled her facial features and pointed at Pei Xiao's shoulder, "If you lose too much blood, it will cause shock."

Her words are not alarmist.

"It's okay if I say it's okay." Pei Xiao was a little impatient.

"What a freak!"

The blond nurse muttered something in English.

I am just kind, Fengxian Nightingale's wife.

This is fine.

If you don't appreciate it, just show her face.

I really used that sentence in Chinese. Good intentions are not rewarded.

Pei Xiao didn't take it seriously when he heard the blond nurse's muttering.

His eyes were fixed on the door of the emergency room.

The red light above made him feel utterly distraught.

For the first time, Pei Xiao felt that seconds felt like years, and his nervous heart made him forget the pain in his shoulder.

"Boom-"

After an unknown amount of time, the closed white door finally opened a crack.

The foreign doctor came out from inside.

Pei Xiao stepped forward, "How is the patient inside?"

"The bullet has been taken out, and it didn't hurt the vitals, but..."

They communicate in English.

The foreign doctor frowned, and hesitated to speak when it came to the crucial point.

"But what?" Pei Xiao suddenly became nervous and asked.

"The lady's trauma has been treated and she's fine. The troublesome thing is her heart problem."

The foreign doctor said.

"Heart? What's wrong with her heart?"

Pei Xiao didn't react for a while, she thought that the bullet had hurt Meng Jiao's heart.

"That lady suffers from a congenital heart disease. It stands to reason that as long as her mood swings are not too big and she is not stimulated, her life will not be threatened.

But this time the gunshot wound induced her heart attack and caused irreversible damage. "

"Congenital heart disease? Are you sure!"

Pei Xiao's face was full of disbelief. He excitedly grabbed the foreign doctor's shoulder and asked forcefully.

Names can be a coincidence.

There is no way a person is born with a congenital disease and will never be the same again.

unless.

From start to finish, it's the same person.

Could it be that……

Pei Xiao's eyes darkened.

"Mr. first..."

The foreign doctor was frightened by the low air pressure on Pei Xiao's body.

He swallowed his saliva, and said decisively: "I am sure, our hospital is equipped with the most advanced instruments, and it is impossible for there to be such a situation as a misjudgment."

When Pei Xiao heard this affirmation, he had a judgment in his heart.

"How to do?"

"what?"

The foreign doctor didn't know what he was talking about, and opened his eyes in doubt.

"Aren't you doctors? Don't you claim to be the best hospital in Picheng, with the most advanced technology and talents?

I am not asking you to tell me the cause of the disease, but I need you to cure people. "Pei Xiao was aggressive with an angry look on his face.

"This... we..."

The foreigner's face turned blue and white, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

He sorted out his mood.

As a doctor, since he stepped into this industry.

It is doomed to face the incomprehension of patients and their families.

in fact.

If you think about it in another way, even doctors can understand their feelings.

Moreover, the first class he entered the medical school, the tutor did not teach them medical skills and techniques.

Instead, it is to teach them how to deal with the relationship between doctors and patients, and to appease the patient's family members, which seem to have nothing to do with medical skills.

Before graduation, he couldn't understand it.

until you get to work.

He finally understood the mentor's good intentions.

Otherwise, facing this situation for the first time, he may be autistic.

The foreigner said, "Heart replacement surgery is not a minor operation, and it is not as simple as the husband thinks. More importantly, there must be a suitable heart source.

Otherwise, even if your Hua Tuo is reincarnated, it is impossible to bring the dead back to life.

The same is true for us, no matter how good the technology and instruments are, without a heart source, the patient cannot reach the surgical target. "

He spoke a lot of technical terms in English.

Pei Xiao frowned, "Leave the heart source to me and give me three days. What your hospital has to do is to ensure the vital signs of my people."

"Three days? How is it possible?"

The foreigners believed that Pei Xiao was talking big.

In such a short period of time, it is necessary to find the source of the heart, and it is still suitable for the patient.

He couldn't think of the best and fastest way other than disregarding human life.

"It's impossible, you just leave it alone, you do your job well."

Pei Xiao glanced at the operating room, "Remember, if something happens to her in three days, you will die."

When he left, he took Meng Jiao's inspection report.

The reason why he didn't go to see her was because Pei Xiao was afraid of facing her like this.

"Young commander."

Outside the hospital, soldiers were waiting in front of the car. Seeing Pei Xiao approaching, he stood upright and gave a standard military salute.

"No need, you stay here and report anytime."

Just as the soldier was about to go to the back seat to open the door, Pei Xiao stopped him.

He turned to look at the hospital and told the soldiers.

"Yes, young commander." The soldier saluted.

Pei Xiao started the car and drove all the way.

"Young commander, what's the matter?"

After Lu Sinian sent Meng Meng back to the Marshal's Mansion, he has been waiting at the door.

Seeing a familiar car, he went up to meet him. Lu Sinian was a little surprised when Pei Xiao came out from the driver's seat.

"Young commander, your injury..."

"fine."

The blood that had been congealed on its own was pulled to the wound again because of Pei Xiao's actions.

Pei Xiao didn't seem to feel any pain, so he waved his hand.

"Go get Huo Tingting's blood type tested, and then take her to have her heart checked."

Pei Xiao handed the list to Lu Sinian, "If she doesn't match, go and find out who has this blood type?"

"Young commander, this is?"

Lu Sinian felt at a loss.

"You don't need to know that much."

"Yes."

Pei Xiao raised his foot and stepped into the Marshal's Mansion, he turned around suddenly, "Where is Miss Meng?"

"Miss Meng..." There was a strange look in Lu Sinian's eyes.

"Ok?"

"Oh, Miss Xiaomeng may have been frightened today. She has been in a bad mood. I asked the kitchen to cook a bowl of soothing soup for her. She may be resting now."

Lu Sinian replied.

How could the young marshal ask about Miss Xiaomeng when he was so well-behaved today?

He was puzzled.

"Yeah." Pei Xiao nodded, without saying anything, "Okay, it's nothing, you can go about your business."

He waved his hand towards Lu Sinian.

There is no rush on this matter.

The most urgent thing is to get her out of danger.