When I was running, I almost ran into someone, so I didn't pay attention and continued running.

Dr. Xie Wanying and Dr. Pan Shihua passed by the man, and they didn't have time to ask the man to stop and ask him what he was doing. Without thinking, he knew what the other party was in a hurry to do.

Time is life happening in the hospital again, this time it is on the way inside the hospital.

Dr. Pan Shihua stepped forward in front of Dr. Xie, rolled up his sleeves and said to Dr. Zhang: "I'll do it, I'll do it for you later."

The hard work must not be stolen by the female student in the class, as the rest of the class will scream.

Zhang Desheng was shocked when he heard his voice and raised his head.

When he looked up, he did not see Dr. Pan Shihua, but there was another face in front of him leaning against the patient so close, which surprised him: "Who is she?"

Dr. Pan turned to see someone and was shocked.

You say this boss Wen, standing there silently, like an immortal, almost merging with the air, and he just discovered someone just now.

No, it was just that he didn't notice it, and classmate Xie had discovered it long ago. Therefore, classmate Xie did not compete with him, instead of letting him take the job.

"She is Dr. Wen." Dr. Pan told Dr. Zhang.

"Dr. Wen?"

"Yes, Dr. Wen, who will be on duty with Yingying tonight."

Dr. Zhang Desheng was probably anxious and confused in his mind, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What are she doing here?"

Dr. Pan Shihua: Do you say that to Boss Wen? My mind is flooded!

"Stop pressing, it's useless to press the ribs again." Dr. Wen Zihan said.

"Which department does she have?" Dr. Zhang Desheng asked again.

Who, who is actually criticized him for doing CPR on the patient? What if the patient's heartbeat stops, what if he doesn't press it? Let the patient die?

Dr. Pan Shihua squeezed out of his mouth: "Traditional Doctor--"

"I am a Chinese medicine department, I have to blame me for it. What are you thinking?" Dr. Zhang gave me some face and did not say whether you, Chinese medicine doctor, intends to blow the breath of fairy breath to the patient and bring the patient back to life.

Dr. Pan Shihua has no shame to speak, and Student Zhang must have been confused.

It is understandable that in this situation, not to mention Dr. Zhang Desheng, any doctor would have gone crazy. It would be a death for a patient to die at the hands of a doctor.

"I'll hammer it. You get out of the way." Dr. Xie Wanying said.

This time, Dr. Zhang Desheng listened to the words. The female academic master in the class said it was because of his strength, and Zhang Desheng admitted defeat.

In seconds, Dr. Zhang made way out.

When Dr. Xie, who was in place, was about to take out his trump card of the heart-for-hit hammer, Dr. Wen Zihan next to him said, "It's not the time."

"What did you say!" Dr. Zhang Desheng was so anxious that he was so angry that he cursed.

At this critical moment of rescue, I have been blocking people to save me. What do Chinese doctors want? Are they going to drag the patient to death?

"Yingying, be yours." Zhang Desheng turned around and said to the female student in the class.

Dr. Xie Wanying was doing her own thing, but she knew that Sister Wen was actually giving her a vaccination when she said this.

Perhaps, she can accurately hammer her heartbeat now, but the hammered heartbeat probably won't last long.

Such cases are actually common in clinical practice. Young doctors tried very hard to press the heartbeat of the patient to die, but after a while, the patient's heartbeat disappeared again.
Chapter completed!