Twilight Scarlet

"Oh, you also said that you were not destroyed by the virus. It's been a week and you still haven't recovered. Oh, Qiao Zhen, to be honest, you need to see a doctor." Richard said lazily, a big He was rotten like a piece of shit long ago.His face was blue, his eyes were straight, and his movements were slow.

Qiao Zhen gave him a hard look, and joined the queue waiting for the elevator.But Qiao Zhen had to admit that he was going crazy from this damn virus recently.Losing weight is not so easy, not to mention losing ten pounds in a week, what is even more frightening is that his original face has shrunk and lost its shape due to repeated fevers.

"Damn... the problem is hormones, the damn male hormones, which prevent me from taking a good rest." Qiao Zhen whispered. "Damn it, I've been on fire lately, he's ruined me, sex has ruined me."

"No, the problem is tequila, cigarettes, and indulgence. If this continues, I will die ten years earlier." Although Richard didn't know that Qiao Zhen was actually picking up the big boss of his hospital, he vaguely knew that he was the boss of his hospital. My friend's current life is very promiscuous, but he is not much better, so he doesn't have the time to care about him.

Just as the two of them dragged their bodies into the elevator room like dead dogs, the elevator door opened again, and Bambi and chicken ribs came in.Neither of them looked much better.

"What? Are you also burned?" Qiao Zhen asked weakly.

At the same time, Richard said at the same time: "Are you also overindulging?"

"...No!" The two said in disdain in unison.Then after looking at each other, Jiongjiong looked at the two famous handsome men in Seattle Hospital with spirit, and shook his head regretfully.

"On duty... just finished, there is going to be a meeting. I'm really tired." Chicken Ribs looked at Qiao Zhen standing at the end of the elevator and desperately grabbing the handrail, and then looked at the decadent person hanging on the other handrail. Richard, who was in the wind, quickly chose the armrest on the other side to lean on.

Poor Bambi was obviously not as quick as the others, and he didn't grab any handrails, so he could only stand silently against the elevator door.

"How do you feel?" Bambi finally couldn't help interrupting the dullness of the elevator.

"I feel empty." Qiao Zhen moaned. Damn Marcus, his skills are so good that even now he has a feeling of goosebumps about to stand up.Hmm... can't think about it.

"Yes, I vomited the results for two hours." Richard also nodded.Apparently the two of them have quite different definitions of the word "emptiness".

When the elevator went up to the second floor, they met Marcus, who never took the elevator, and Britt, the cold-faced god.Marcus didn't seem to see anyone else, but worriedly glanced at Qiao Zhen who was putting on will-o'-the-wisps in the corner and pretended not to recognize him, and turned around.

"Director Volturi." Britt saw that the director didn't seem to see him beside him.Immediately sounded a reminder with a blank face. "Good morning."

"Oh, good morning Dr. Britt."

"..." Bambi took a few steps back unconsciously and shrank beside Chicken Ribs, inexplicably feeling that the lazy atmosphere just now was pulled away from the elevator as the temperature dropped.

"Oh, by the way, we have a patient from Fox, who came over this afternoon, and we plan to extract his cells for testing... She will receive a kidney transplant here." Marcus smiled purely.Qiao Zhen shivered violently, and suddenly felt that the elevator was getting colder.

"... Congratulations." Britt looked at Marcus coldly for some reason, and spit out a sentence after a while.

"Well, at four o'clock in the afternoon, in operating room No. [-], Dr. Schebert is performing the surgery." Marcus said casually, "There will be members of the board of directors coming to observe, and I don't want to mess it up."

"I was in operating room No. [-] at four o'clock." Britt's icy blue eyes, which had no mechanism, seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost. His face became colder, and he shrank suddenly. One pupil, he immediately said.

"Your operation is not important, it's just a routine duodenectomy." Marcus glanced at the watch in his hand and said casually. "Notify the nurse station that preparations will be made tomorrow."

"You can't cancel my surgery."

"You will be the first one to do it tomorrow." Marcus continued to sign the thick document without looking up as if he didn't hear him.

"I'm the director of residency, you can't..."

"As the director of the hospital, I can."

"Temporary hospital director." Britt looked almost furious, he moved his thin lips, and spit out a few words coldly.

"I can still cancel your operation. You can be in whichever operating room we need you in, and you can have surgery whenever we need you."

"..." There was condensation in the elevator, if it wasn't for the elevator still running, it could be said to be dead silent.

"Why don't they take cells at Forks?"

"The equipment and doctors in the suburbs are not good. The patient Isabella. Miss Swan. She is a good friend of my good friend's family. We have a dedicated helicopter and the most advanced equipment in the United States. So your operation time has been rescheduled gone."

"Oh? This is the so-called 'privilege'?" It could be seen that Britt was already quite upset. It seemed that if Marcus said one more word, he would add a fatal scar to that handsome and extraordinary face.

"Of course, you can think so."

With that said, with a "ding", they arrived at the floor where the interns were going to arrive.Bambi was the first to rush out, he couldn't stand the tense atmosphere in the elevator anymore.

The other people didn't give in, and quickly left the elevator that smelled of gunpowder.Qiao Zhen also rushed out quickly. When the elevator closed, Britt suddenly blocked the elevator door with his hand, and the elevator door slowly opened again.He said gloomyly: "Qiao Zhen, I will go to the trauma department on the fourth floor in a moment, and you will follow me to the trauma department today." He gritted his teeth as he said the last three words, and his ice-blue eyes gleamed fiercely.

"...Yes." Even though she knew she could enter the operating room, Qiao Zhen felt her eyes go dark, and she responded softly, dragging her body towards the dressing room, contrary to her usual excitement.

"I really don't understand why Dr. Britt is so angry with Director Volturi?" Bambi complained softly in the locker room, but in the too quiet room, several people present I can hear you clearly.

"Specifically, he means that my penis is bigger than yours." With a snap, Alex locked the cabinet door and looked at Qiao Zhen. "It's a men's struggle, you don't understand."

"Oh, is that so? Take it out, and I'll measure it." Qiao Zhen just stepped into the locker room, when she heard the words of the wretched ghost, she immediately retorted that he was in a bad mood, and he deserved to be molested by Alex.

"Shut up." Alex glanced at Qiao Zhen. "You're such a bad guy, you're still in the operating room?"

"roll."

After Qiao Zhen changed her clothes, she was indeed notified to observe Britt's operation in the operating room on the [-]rd. He rushed to the operating room and changed, and saw that Britt was ready. are waiting for him.

"you are late."

Sure enough, Qiao Zhen cursed secretly in her heart, and said kindly: "I'm sorry."

Britt ignored him, but took a No.11 scalpel and said, "I just started removing Mr. Grant's tumor..."

Qiao Zhen actually stood in the crowd and didn't quite understand his voice, he just felt dizzy before his eyes, followed by a dark sound, Britt's voice seemed to come from a very far away place, buzzing and hazy hazy.

"...the tumor has infiltrated into the pericardial valve..." Britt was talking, and in a blink of an eye, he saw someone leaning on the shelf beside him, wondering what he was thinking.So he immediately said coldly: "Qiao Zhen?"

"..."

"Qiao Zhen! Tell me..."

"...Yes." Qiao Zhen feels very uncomfortable now. His lungs, which are already a little stuffy, seem to be unable to draw in the fresh air around him. His mask has been half removed by him. "What? Excuse me? Can you repeat that?"

"Is my operation preventing you from daydreaming?"

"……Not sorry……"

"When I press the tumor, the patient has arrhythmia. Why?"

"..."

"Qiao Zhen, let me ask you again, why?"

"..."

"what does that mean?"

"Hmm..." Damn it, Qiao Zhen felt that her whole brain was like a puddle of stagnant water, she almost didn't listen to him at all, and couldn't function at all. "...This is...it means...that means...the tumor has infiltrated into the center of the heart..." Qiao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want to be defeated by this damn virus like a loser.

"Then what is our conclusion?"

"..."

"Joe Zhen!"

"Oh, sorry, I..."

"Read more books, study more cases, and do more homework. You are the best in Seattle Hospital... Remember, this will cause damage to the external muscles of the heart."

"..."

Qiao Zhen couldn't answer directly, her eyes darkened, and she immediately fainted on the spot.

Britt's ice-blue eyes shrank instantly, and NO.11's scalpel fell to the ground without realizing it.He immediately said: "Joe Zhen? Qiao Zhen! Qiao Zhen?! Damn it, don't just stand here and help! Who will tell me what the hell is going on?!"

Seeing the stupefied looks of the interns, Britt roared, "Hurry up! You guys. Qiao Zhen? What happened to Qiao Zhen?"

"Wake up, Dr. Britt, here we come." Shebert rushed in and quickly carried him to the temporary hospital bed beside him.

"Okay. Tell me, Dr. Schebert, what do we know? What do we know? Tell me about his condition, Dr. Schebert."

"I have no idea……"

"Come on, move! Schebert."

"I know. Don't rush me, Mill."

"Damn it. Shebert, you come to continue the operation on this patient, and I will take over Qiao Zhen. Now."

"……it is good."

Ten minutes later, Britt walked out of the operating room pale.Chicken Ribs, Bambi, Richard, and Alex all crowded around nervously.

"Doctor Britt, Qiao Zhen..." Richard hurriedly said.

"..." Britt's complexion was extremely bad, and he sat on the bench beside him covering his face and didn't speak.

Everyone panicked when they saw his face. You must know that this Nazi, a doctor who does not change his face even if he performs world-class operations for more than ten hours in a row, is the most promising candidate among these residents. Doctor Who All-American Award.He actually... didn't say a word.

Richard looked at Britt's pale face almost in horror, and sat on the side in a daze. "Dr. Britt...wouldn't...wouldn't be..."

"..." Britt didn't speak, just sat there covering his face, silent like a statue.

"No, he's fine." Schebert, who rushed to the side, interjected at the right time. "Qiao Zhen is fine. If you want, you can go in and have a look at him. He just has a viral cold plus acute appendicitis with perforation. He's all right now."

Everyone cheered and rushed into the ward.Schebert sat next to Britt. "What? Scared?"

"..."

"But you've done well. Nothing to worry about."

"..."

"Take a good rest, I'll ask the director for leave for you..."

"No, no. I just..."

"I know."

"My hands are shaking."

"..."

"As soon as I thought that it was Qiao Zhen who was going to cut open under my hand, I couldn't..."

"I know. It's all right." Schebert slowly placed Britt's head on his shoulders.I just felt that for a moment Britt shed the disguise he had been wearing all along and became fragile, and his shoulders became thin and slender.They were trembling uncontrollably.

"..."

"Don't tell anyone, don't say a word."

"it is good."

"Take me... out of here."

"it is good."