"Yi, what is your relationship with her?" Lan Yun has never seen her friend be so nervous about a woman. Looking at his anxious appearance, could it be that among the thousands of flowers, he finally found the one that he is tied to?
Han Yi ignored him, clenched his fists, but stared at the window of the emergency room.
Inside, doctors in white coats were busy, doing various tests on the woman.
He didn't want to admit how anxious he felt at this time. He had been busy inside for more than an hour, but still no results came out.
He suddenly walked up quickly and punched the door of the emergency room, which frightened the doctor inside.
They knew the identity of the violent man outside the door. If they didn't diagnose and treat this woman, then their hospital would never be able to continue operating.
"Yi, just be quiet and let the doctor concentrate."
Seeing this, Lan Yun finally stopped joking. It seemed that this boy was serious this time. He has never seen him treat a girl like this before.
More than half an hour later, the door to the emergency room was finally pushed open, and those in white coats pushed Ye Zhiding out in fear.
They had tried their best, but they still couldn't find out the woman's symptoms, and they didn't dare to make any random guesses.
"Tell me, what happened to her?"
Han Yi frowned when he saw the appearance of these doctors, and suddenly had a very bad feeling.
The coldness in the voice once again made the doctors lower their heads.
One of the leaders was the authoritative director of internal medicine of this hospital. He stepped forward and wanted to explain something, but Han Yi lifted him up.
"explain."
"Master Han, please don't get excited, don't get excited, we have tried our best." He saw Han Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and there was a coldness in them.
My heart was even more shocked, and I hurriedly added: "I would like to recommend a person to you. He is the most authoritative internal medicine expert in foreign countries, Mr. Wilson."
Lan Yun stepped forward and rescued the poor director from Han Yi's hands.
"Yi, the most important thing now is not to delay Ye Zhiding's treatment. You should be quiet for a while. As for Wilson, I will contact him."
But he knew in his heart that water far away could not quench the thirst nearby. Even if Wilson from far away in England came, Ye Zhiding would have to survive these days.
According to modern science, real death is not cardiac arrest, but brain death.
Han Yi stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the two lines displayed on the instrument on the table, wondering what he was thinking.
The whole night, he stayed by her side, not closing his eyes, but just holding this woman's hand, hoping to see her panicked look in the next second.
He was always paying attention to the beating of the instrument's lines, and his hope gradually turned into despair.
Her symptoms were very strange. The rhythm of her heartbeat was very small, but the line of her brain waves was still normal.
According to the doctor, she is not hopeless.
There is still no strategy to solve her disease, so all hopes are pinned on Wilson in the UK.
Han Yi never thought that he would be at a loss one day.
The early morning sunlight danced on the window screen, and the woman's pure face looked like an angel in her sleep, but it was pale and bloodless.
That's right, she is just pale and bloodless...
"Yi, you go back and have a rest, I'll watch over here."