Hong Shang looked at Leng Qu's serious face, nodded, then lowered his head seriously and continued what he was doing.
The operation was very quiet, not even the sound of the instruments.
The heartbeat was almost at zero. The two young nurses who followed him saw this kind of operation for the first time. How could a patient with no heartbeat be brought back to life? This was simply impossible.
Hong Shang raised his head and gave Leng Qu a look. Leng Qu looked at the two nurses standing aside and said, "No one is needed here for the time being!"
The two nurses looked at each other, but under Leng Qu's moist but cold eyes, they had to walk out of the operating room.
The operating room turned on and off, and only Hong Shang and Leng Qu were left inside.
Hong Shang's expression was very serious, while Leng Qu looked at Hong Shang's busy hands quietly.
This was the first time that I saw Hong Shang controlling a person's life and death with my own eyes. At this moment, the aura exuded by Hong Shang made people focus on it and couldn't move away...
At this moment, Hong Shang exudes an irresistible charm...
Leng Qu suddenly felt that he was very lucky, and he was even more grateful for Hong Shang's persistence. If it weren't for his persistence, maybe he would never be able to feel such warmth and happiness.
He walked to Hong Shang's side, picked up the gauze on one side, and gently wiped away the sweat from Hong Shang's temples. His expression was very gentle, and his movements were even more gentle.
Hong Shang turned his head and looked at Leng Qu's increasingly gentle face. He raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "I know how to survive. As long as you say it, I will do it!"
This sentence contains endless affection, which is Hong Shang's heart held in front of Leng Qu.
Leng Qu looked at Hong Shang, wiped his sweat and said more gently: "Hold your hand and grow old together with me!"
A disgusting word came out of Leng Qu's mouth at this time, but it didn't show any nausea, and Hong Shang's eyes instantly felt wet. He immediately turned his head to hide it, took a deep breath, and continued to work.
action on.
It's just the slowly rising curve of the corners of his mouth that proves how good his mood is at this moment.
Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Hong Shang's hands moved faster on Situ Longhao's body.
There were two wounds on the pulled white cloth. The fatal one was the shot in the chest. Due to excessive blood loss, the heart was already in a state of suspended animation.
Hong Shang clearly knew that this time it would not be so easy to get the person back with the King of Hell, but as long as it was what Qu wanted, he would do his best to get the person back.
The scalpel boldly opened the opening of the heart, and then looked at the heartbeat that had almost ceased to surge, and the diagnosed artery next to the heart.
The needle in his hand shuttled back and forth on it, repairing it with dexterous hands and deft movements.
After everything was done, Hong Shang sprinkled the medicine powder he brought on it, and the bleeding gradually stopped.
(Here, just for reading, don’t take it seriously, it’s written casually, it’s nonsense...it’s pure nonsense!)
Time passed by minute by minute, and the doctors outside, Yu Yu and Situ Qingyu were all standing outside the operating room waiting.
Situ Qingyu sat in the fool's arms, leaning on him tightly. Although his body tried hard to restrain the tremors, he still couldn't help but tremble.
He did believe what his mother said, but how could he really save a person who was not breathing?
The doctor was sitting there, wanting to verify this miracle in medicine.
If he really succeeded in rescuing the person, he must keep the man in red and learn from him humbly.
The lights in the operating room stayed on until an hour later, when the operating lights went out, and both Hong Shang and Leng Qu walked out of the room refreshed.
Hong Shang's face looked a little pale because he was always tense.
This hour was more difficult than completing a task for him. This was the hardest time he had ever fought against the King of Hell.
"Thanks!"
The Fool didn't ask if he could save the life, because he believed in Hong Shang's ability, and he would answer the question, saying that he would definitely let the person survive.
And if he was not sure, he would have turned around and left as soon as he saw it.
Therefore, even though Leng Qu and Hong Shang had no expressions on their faces at this moment, Fool still knew clearly that Situ Longhao had saved his life.
"Is he really alive? Is he really saved?"
The doctor looked at the fool and said thank you, and looked at Hong Shang and Leng Qu in disbelief. Neither of them looked at the doctor. Hong Shang's eyes were tired and cold, and he looked in the direction of the elevator.
Leng Qu looked at the fool and nodded, saying nothing.
The doctor couldn't get an answer, couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and immediately rushed to the operating room. When he saw the beating heartbeat on the connected instrument, although it was not very strong, it was already beating obviously.
Although his face was still very pale, it obviously no longer smelled of death.
This is truly a medical miracle.
There is such a medical genius in this world, and he is a man who looks to be in his early twenties.
He ran out of the operating room almost immediately, wanting to leave Hongshang and the two people to communicate in detail, but when they walked out of the door of the operating room, they saw Yu Fang walking in with Situ Qingyu in hand, and behind them, there was only
The corridor is empty.
"Miss, where is the man in red clothes just now? Where has he gone? Do you know him? Do you have any contact information? I really want to get to know him. It's so miraculous and so shocking that he can actually turn someone into someone who is already there.
If the dead are rescued, how many people will this benefit..."
"Doctor, I don't know him!" Fool stood away from the doctor indifferently and pulled her sleeve excitedly, still not used to being touched by strangers.
The doctor looked at the fool's indifferent expression and wanted to speak again, but under that expression of obvious rejection, the words could no longer come out of his mouth.
Situ Qingyu had already rushed to the operating table, looking at the beating numbers on the instruments beside Situ Longhao, closing his eyes, opening them again, exhaling, then turned around and threw himself into the fool's arms and said: "Mom,