In a moment, Leng Zirui's car rushed out of the hospital and rushed towards the generator car.
Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he had already taken out his mobile phone and dialed Officer Wang, "Officer Wang, this is Leng Zirui. Are there any cables on the generator car?"
"some."
"Very good, I'll drive over right now to get it. You take the cable and take it to the intersection of Xinjie. I'm driving a camouflage-colored military off-road vehicle..." Leng Zirui reported his car model and car number.
"Okay, I'll get it right away and wait for you at the intersection." Officer Wang agreed and hung up the phone.
Putting the phone back into his pocket, Leng Zirui glanced at the wings and crossed the parking line at the last second of the yellow light.
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Outside the operating room, everyone is busy working on electricity.
In the operating room, Leng Zimo's surgery was still in progress.
The location of tumor growth is far more complex than previously detected with instruments, and many are intertwined with brain cells like vines.
The sweat on Dr. Statham's head was wiped and wiped again and again. He didn't know how many times he had wiped it.
Shen Yizhou stood aside, carefully holding the electrode and testing Leng Zimo.
Brain surgery is different from other places. A little damage may bring lifelong regrets. Shen Yizhou tested a little and confirmed that the tumor was small and swollen, and then Dr. Statham removed it.
In order to ensure that normal cells would not be cut by mistake, Shen Yizhou would ask Leng Zimo for feedback from time to time. Unlike normal surgery, Leng Zimo was not relaxed as a patient. He wanted to ensure that all his senses were in normal positions. You must be very energetic.
Outside the window, Luo Xiaoqian looked at him intently, holding the glass window with one hand and raising her thumb with the other hand, cheering him on.
She was also extremely nervous. Although the temperature in the operating room was not high, her palms were still full of sweat.
Looking at her side face, Jiao Yang turned around and walked away, found a chair and moved it over, placing it behind her.
"Sit down?"
"It's okay, I'm not tired!"
Luo Xiaoqian shook her head gently. Now that she was standing like this, Leng Zimo could easily see her, but he couldn't move his head. She was afraid that Leng Zimo would have difficulty seeing if she sat down.
"Dee!"
There was a soft sound, and the red light on the ventilator flashed. This was a sign that the battery power had reached its lowest point, and the ventilator was running out of time.
Now, in such a major surgery, it is very important to maintain the oxygen supply to the brain cells. If the oxygen supply cannot be maintained, it is likely to cause Leng Zimo to suffer from physical exhaustion or even other terrible consequences.
"It's okay, Zimo, don't worry, Zirui has already gone to solve the power problem, we still have time." Shen Yizhou was worried, but he still comforted Leng Zimo.
"I know." Leng Zimo looked at Luo Xiaoqian outside the window and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I'm fine."
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At this time, Leng Zirui had arrived at the intersection only a few hundred meters away from Officer Wang. He had even seen Officer Wang in front of him. He glanced at the car in front of him, stepped on the accelerator vigorously, and squeezed out of the lane next to him. , rushing towards the intersection.
A man on the sidewalk at the intersection heard the sound of the car's engine and immediately turned around.
Noticing Leng Zirui's car approaching, he glanced to the left and right and saw a woman with a baby stroller about to cross the road. He immediately quickened his pace, walked behind the woman, and suddenly raised his hand to push it into hers. Stroller for support.
