Ye Fan didn't even raise his eyes, he blew the noodles a few times, then put them into his mouth to chew:
"The lives of dozens of security agency elites, Isabel's imminent death, and the red lady's deception."
"It will be difficult for you to get into position if you go back with dirty bullets."
"Striving to death means that the merits and demerits are equal to the merits and demerits, and you are thrown into the cold palace to wait for retirement."
Ye Fan smiled: "Your future is already determined, why use a dirty bomb to exchange for Isabel's life?"
Benala looked aggrieved, unwilling, and angry, but in the end it all turned into sadness.
She pulled up the chair and sat down with a bang, then took another bowl of egg noodles and ate it:
"You are right, I am powerless and will be finished soon. There is no point in insisting on dirty bombs."
"Okay, tell the Eight-faced Buddha for me that I will give up the dirty bombs and go back empty-handed to suffer."
"But you must cure Isabel."
Giving up the dirty bomb was the last bit of value that Benalla could offer.
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I am good at killing people, but saving people is even better!"
An hour later, Ye Fan appeared at Notre Dame Hospital.
Before the two of them entered the intensive care unit at the end, they heard several foreign nurses opening the door and screaming:
"It's not good, it's not good, the patient's body temperature has dropped by another degree and he has entered the danger zone."
"The patient's heartbeat and blood pressure also plummeted, and his major organs failed."
"Miss Isabel's eyes are bleeding!"
"Her nose and ears are bleeding too!"
"Call the doctor quickly, call Dean Steve quickly, Isabel is bleeding from all her orifices..."
The foreign nurse's voice was filled with fear and unspeakable despair.
The six security agency elites guarding Isabel also looked ashen.
Before walking quickly, Benara's expression changed drastically. She didn't expect that her best friend's condition had deteriorated to this point.
"Woo!"
At the same time, the instrument alarm on Isabel's body was beeping loudly and beeping in despair.
The foreign nurse shouted and pressed the red warning light.
Soon a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came with a large number of doctors.
There were more than a dozen people, a strong line-up, and they all looked dignified, anxious and uneasy.
They obviously already knew Isabel's identity.
But there was no one from the Apollo team behind, so there was no doubt that there was nothing they could do, so they took the money and left.
The middle-aged men and the others did not bother to say hello to Benara and rushed to Isabel's side like a whirlwind.
Immediately afterwards, they hurriedly gave Isabel first aid.
"One hundred milliliters of epinephrine!"
"Give me another half bottle of atropine!"
"Bring the defibrillator!"
The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses issued a series of instructions in a rapid tone, trying his best to save Isabel.
This person is Steve, the president of Our Lady's Hospital.
He was originally on vacation, and when he heard that Isabel was in danger, he immediately rushed over with his people.
Back at the hospital, he disagreed with the Apollo experts' announcement.
Steve found it ridiculous that St. Mary's Hospital was powerless and that only a miracle doctor could save people.
The instruments at Notre Dame Hospital are so advanced and the experts are so superb, how could it be possible that Isabel could not be saved?
But just as Apollo experts said, even though everyone tried their best, they still couldn't stop Isabel's life flow.
Even if Steve and a few veteran experts took action themselves, there was no improvement.
Ye Fan wanted to step forward to help, but was pushed into a corner.
Benara was so anxious that she only focused on Isabel's rescue, and for a moment she forgot the purpose of bringing Ye Fan here.
"Bang bang bang!"
After some rescue efforts, Isabel's danger alarm not only did not disappear, but became more and more shrill and harsh.
The internal organs, body temperature, heart rate, and blood pressure all dropped to the danger zone.
The curve representing vitality on the instrument screen is getting smoother and smoother, and is inevitably turning into a straight line.
It’s hard to save the gods!
Dean Steve and the others stopped moving when they saw this, with a look of helplessness on their faces.
The Apollo experts also sighed and were helpless.
Dean Steve turned around and walked to Benalla, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said apologetically:
"Miss Benara, I'm sorry, we have tried our best."
"It's just that Miss Isabel's injuries are too serious and we can't save her life."
He whispered: "Please forgive me."
Medical staff at Notre Dame Hospital also expressed their condolences to Benalla.
"Isabelle!"
Upon hearing Dean Steve's words, Benara almost fell down as she swayed.
Then she took a few steps forward and jumped on Isabel.
There were tears in her eyes and her voice was hoarse:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was me who hurt you. I shouldn't have let you get involved. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry, after you die, I will avenge you at all costs."
"After I take revenge, I will go down to accompany you and continue to be your best friend."
Benara, in endless grief, decided to give her life for a life.
"Don't cry, Isabel can still be saved!"
Ye Fan walked up from the crowd, patted Benara on the shoulder, and then took a few steps forward.
Benara trembled, grabbed Ye Fan and shouted:
"Doctor Ye, Dr. Ye, please save Isabel quickly."
"As long as you can save Isabel, I, Benara, will remember your kindness for the rest of my life."
"No, as long as you want it, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."
She seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw: "Please save Isabel."
She is about to lose everything and just hopes to have less guilt.
Ye Fan whispered: "I am here to save Isabel."
Dean Steve stared at Ye Fan and shouted:
"Young man, who are you? Do you know what you are doing?"
"How can you give people hope indiscriminately just to take care of the emotions of your family and friends?"
"Miss Isabel is breathing her last breath, and the death notice will be issued within two hours."
"You give people hope, and in the end you give people despair. It will only make Miss Benara more sad."
Steve turned to look at Benara and said, "Miss Isabel can't be saved. This is a bloody fact. Please accept it."
Ye Fan didn't care about the angry Steve, glanced at the sad Benara and said:
"If you can't save him, it's because you are incompetent."
"Here with me, as long as I have breath, I can come back to life."
"Give me ten minutes and I can wake up Isabel."
After saying that, Ye Fan tore off the instruments on Isabel and tore her top with a sharp stab.
The snow is dazzlingly white.
Dean Steve exclaimed again: "Boy, what are you doing?"
"Isabel is going to die, can't we give her the last dignity?"
All the medical staff were also confused, not knowing what Ye Fan was going to do.
Before Dean Steve and the others could reach out to pull Ye Fan, Benara regained her senses and shouted:
"Don't hinder Dr. Ye from saving people!"
Ye Fan is his last hope.
Benara was majestic, cold and with murderous intent, causing Dean Steve and others to stop their movements, and the noise became smaller.
"flutter!"
Ye Fan ignored everyone's gaze, and after looking at Isabel's condition, he simply bit his finger.
While he stabbed the silver needle inconspicuously with his left hand, he sprayed blood on Isabel's heart.
He will not only save people tonight, but also completely impact Benalla's heart.
