After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

The door to the operating room suddenly opened, and the nurse immediately walked out: "Who are you? This is the operating room, who allowed you to come in?"

"I let her in."

The nurse was surprised: "Dean?"

The dean nodded and led Song Mingyi to the emergency desk: "Doctor Huang, please stop for a moment and give up your position. She will be in charge of the rest of the rescue work."

"I invited a new doctor, and she will be in charge of the rescue this time."

"How can this be done?" Dr. Huang was shocked. The rescue was such an urgent matter. How could he change someone casually?

The dean had no intention of explaining, and said to Song Mingyi, "Please."

Song Mingyi immediately walked over: "Report on the patient's condition."

The nurses who participated in the rescue subconsciously entered the working state.

Dr. Huang was anxious: "Dean, what are you doing? Who is this? She looks so young, so you leave the most important rescue work to her. In case the patient is in trouble, our hospital's The responsibility is huge.”

"You don't have to worry about this. With this person here, the patient is the safest."

Dr. Huang sneered: "Okay, since the dean believes so much in this so-called doctor who came out of nowhere, let's just leave it like that. Anyway, it has nothing to do with me what the consequences will be."

Dr. Huang said and was about to leave.

"Doctor Huang? Please don't leave yet. I need your help."

Dr. Huang said coldly: "Sorry, I can't help."

Doctor Huang almost said that he had no brains to get involved in such troublesome things. He glanced at the dean who was standing aside and said: "Dean, this person is Lu Shenxing. His status is extraordinary. I don't know. Where did you get such a doctor, but I think if you let her participate in the rescue, it is no different from making fun of the patient's life. Once something happens, let alone her, even our hospital will be in trouble. "

The dean frowned and was about to speak when Song Mingyi said, "Do you know Ji Qihuang? He is my master."

Dr. Huang was stunned for a moment, and then enthusiasm surged on his face.

Ji Qi Huang.

Who doesn’t know the national player Ji Qihuang?

As the saying goes, the King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch, but his reputation for daring to keep people alive until the fifth watch is extremely resounding.

He rushed over and said in disbelief: "You...you are Ji Qihuang, the disciple of Ji Qihuang that I know?"

"Yes, I don't think anyone would dare to do whatever they want based on my master's name." Unless they don't want to live anymore.

Song Mingyi said: "Can you stay now?"

"Of course." Dr. Huang stood respectfully beside Song Mingyi.

Song Mingyi took out a set of gold needles, and the gold needles, which were thicker than the silver needles she was used to, penetrated Lu Shenxing's thirteen acupuncture points like lightning.

Dr. Huang exclaimed: "Thirteen needles at the gate of hell!"

Song Mingyi didn't respond, but the expression on her face became more focused. The golden needle seemed to be alive in her hands.

Doctor Huang saw this, and the expression on his face became even more respectful.

As Song Mingyi continued to treat him, Lu Shenxing, who had been unconscious, slowly opened his eyes and looked sideways.

"you……"

His voice was very dry and hoarse, and the sound was as unpleasant as sandpaper scratched across glass, and every tone was extremely laborious.

"Go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."

Song Mingyi's voice was extremely soft, but it carried strong confidence.

Lu Shenxing looked at Song Mingyi quietly, and after a while, his eyes slowly closed.

The look on Song Mingyi's face became more decisive: "Prepare for surgery now."

Dr. Huang was surprised: "Madam, Mr. Lu and his family did not ask us to perform surgery. He is currently weak and is not suitable for surgery."

Song Mingyi said calmly: "It wasn't suitable. It was before, when I didn't come. Go get ready."

Seeing that none of them moved, Song Mingyi said: "No matter what the consequences are, I will bear them! Prepare for surgery immediately!"

……

Rescue outdoor.

Mrs. Lu had already woken up. She refused to lie on the hospital bed and rest. Instead, she stayed outside the operating room as soon as she woke up.

The second room also got the news, and Yang Chunhua brought Lu Jingfan here.

Different from the embarrassing situation before when she was kicked out of the Lu family's old house, she could be said to be full of joy at this time, but she still had to pretend to be sad, and her expression was somewhat distorted.

Yang Chunhua: "Sister-in-law, it's been seven or eight hours, why is there still no movement? Could it be that there was some kind of accident, and those doctors didn't dare to come out, maybe they want to reduce their guilt!"

"Impossible! My son Jiren has his own destiny, and he will definitely be safe!"

"Who doesn't think so, but I heard that when Shen Xing was brought in, he vomited blood like a fountain. If he really can't be saved, he can't blame the doctor, but Song Mingyi. We agreed to marry him The Lu family wanted to be happy, but in the end they were killed, so we can't just let it go. Song Mingyi must be buried with him." Yang Chunhua's tone was determined, as if Lu Shenxing was dead.

Mrs. Lu was so angry when she heard Yang Chunhua curse her son repeatedly that she couldn't bear it anymore: "Brothers and sisters, you are also an aunt after all. Shenxing has been the master of the family and has never treated you badly these years. Now that something has happened to him, you If you don’t wish him well, forget it. If you open your mouth to save him, you’ll be buried with him if you shut up. Do you think it’s appropriate?”

"Sister-in-law, don't be angry. You know that I love Shen Xing, but I don't know how to speak. Isn't it okay if I stop talking? Is it okay to just pray here that Shen Xing can come out alive?"

Lu Jingfan also said: "Auntie, my mother is already so sincere, you have to show some kindness."

Mrs. Lu was so angry that she almost fainted.

What kind of sincerity is this? Do you have such sincerity?

Just as Lu Jingfan finished speaking, he noticed a gust of wind coming towards him.

Lu Jingfan subconsciously turned his head and saw Mr. Lu holding a cane and hitting him hard.

Lu Jingfan was startled: "Grandpa, when did you come?"

"When you and your mother were talking nonsense and cursing Shen Xing to death!" Mr. Lu said, he was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his crutch and hit the two people.

"Grandma." Lu Yimo, who came with Mr. Lu, immediately ran to Mrs. Lu to support her: "Grandma, are you okay?"

"Okay. I'm fine." Mrs. Lu said, tears falling uncontrollably.

At this time, Mr. Lu had already beaten Yang Chunhua and Lu Jingfan.

He looked at Mrs. Lu, who was in tears, and said with a sullen face, "Why are you crying? My eldest grandson is still fine? If you cry like this, aren't you going to tear away all his blessings? Don't cry."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lu immediately wiped away her tears: "Yes. I won't cry. My family is very lucky to be cautious. He will definitely be safe and sound."

Yang Chunhua couldn't help curling his lips when he heard this, with a cold look in his eyes.

Blessed?

How dare a dead man say he is blessed? Just hilarious.

It's just that Mr. Lu was merciless when he hit someone just now, and she didn't dare to show it.

At this moment, the door to the emergency room opened.

Doctor Huang walked out of it.

Mrs. Lu rushed over immediately and grabbed Dr. Huang's sleeve: "Doctor, how is my son?"

Dr. Huang took off his mask, revealing a tired face. His eyes were full of sadness: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lu, we tried our best."