When Yu Rongchuan, Qin Pinzhang and others heard this, they immediately looked up at the operating room No. 2.
The two operating rooms are located side by side, with only a transparent glass wall in the middle.
Therefore, Yu Rongchuan knew that Ye Xiaoyou should have known what happened here for a long time.
But now he was seeing him patiently cleaning the silver needle, as if he hadn't noticed the movement here at all.
Just looking at this, Yu Rongchuan already knew the answer in his heart.
Xiaoyou Ye clearly doesn’t want to interfere!
But Yu Rongchuan just saw Zhao Wangtian open his eyes with his own eyes, his vitality faded, and he looked like a dry bark.
This inner shock made him unable to ignore Zhao Wangtian's survival consciousness at this moment.
Zhao Wangtian covered his heart. He had already vented more and inhaled less than a minute.
The more this happens, the more he can clearly sense that death is already covering his head.
"Save...save me, the Lord of the Mansion saves me."
Yu Rongchuan sighed: "I can ask you to send you there, but no one knows whether Ye Xiaoyou is willing to save your life."
On the field, everyone could no longer hold back.
If Sun Guozhong, the vice-president of the National Medical Office, had not been left in the judges' seat to preside over the overall situation, the scene would have been in chaos.
In fact, since Zhao Wangtian fell, Yu Rongchuan and Qin Pinzhang personally brought people into the operating room, and immediately sent someone to cut off the surveillance as soon as they entered.
This causes the screen of the monitoring room number one on the screen to disappear.
The people outside the venue had no idea what was going on in the operating room.
At this time, Sun Guozhong ordered people to restore the cameras of the original No. 2 operating room on the screen, not only restored the surveillance, but also actively turned on the sound so that everyone could turn their attention to Ye Feng.
For a moment, the screen of Operating Room No. 2 reappeared on the screen.
Ye Feng's calm and clear voice also came out.
"Time is up, you can calm the patient, I will get the needle."
Qin Mingchuan and others sneered when they heard the sound.
"What's wrong with Doctor Zhao? Why don't we go in and take a look!"
"Even the surveillance camera is cut off, is it a hidden disease?"
"Hmph, Doctor Zhao Shen is dead. Look at Ye Feng, he is still taking care of himself. He has no kindness to his colleagues, let alone to the patients!"
It was at this moment.
Zhao Wangtian was lying on a stretcher and was hurriedly carried into the operating room No. 2 by someone.
The scene was silent, and the discussion just now was cut off instantly.
"Ye Feng, save me! Save me!!"
As soon as he entered the operating room, Zhao Wangtian couldn't help but shout.
Bao Xiaobao suddenly saw Zhao Wangtian, who was dry like a skeleton, and was shocked, and his hands almost let go.
Just at this moment, Ye Feng took off the first silver needle, and the sick body that had been sleeping had suddenly shaken, and a painful sound came from his mouth.
Ye Feng glanced at Bao Xiaobao like a warning and said in a stern voice: "Help!"
As he said that, he took off the second silver needle.
As the patient's reaction gradually increased, there were signs of waking up. Bao Xiaobao didn't dare to look at Zhao Wangtian's miserable situation again, so he focused on it.
"Ye Feng, Ye Feng! Save me, please! Save me!!"
Zhao Wangtian suddenly flipped off the stretcher as if he was dying, and fell heavily to the ground.
He made a muffled sound, and then crawled towards Ye Feng's feet without stopping!
"Ye...Ye Feng!"
Not willing to give up.
Death is getting closer.
Zhao Wangtian was unwilling to die like this!
He finally came to Ye Feng, as if he grabbed the last life-saving straw, and his palms tightly grasped Ye Feng's trouser legs.
"…leaf…"
Ye Feng took off the fifth silver needle, his head was not low, completely observing Zhao Wangtian as if nothing had happened. He said lightly.
"I reminded you early in the morning that you are dying."
"I know I'm wrong, Ye Feng...Doctor Ye, please, I don't want to die yet..."
Seeing that Ye Feng finally responded, Zhao Wangtian quickly replied.
"Hmph."
Zhao Wangtian's eyes were in front of him, and his broken body finally couldn't bear it, and he suddenly vomited a mouthful of dirty blood.
Seeing the operation room in chaos, Ye Feng was still calm.
Zhao Wangtian was re-carried onto a stretcher.
"Ye..." He reached out to Ye Feng without giving up, desperately trying to find the last glimmer of life for himself!
"You are right, I have a way to save you."
Hearing this, a trace of light suddenly injected into Zhao Wangtian's eyes.
However, the next second, Ye Feng took off the silver needle and looked back at him.
"But you have to bear the consequences of taking Phantom Spirit Grass yourself, and I won't take action!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the light in Zhao Wangtian's eyes went out inch by inch.
He had a strong resentment on his face, and he roared hoarsely as if he was looking back.
"Ye Feng!! You hypocrite!!!"
"Doctor Zhao, where did you get the Phantom Spirit Grass?"
Yu Rongchuan, who had been silent on the side, asked directly when he saw this.
This Phantom Grass incident is of great importance.
As the head of the National Medical Office, he must investigate it to the end!
He had already had a guess about the origin of the Phantom Spirit Grass, but... the identity of a thousand face is transcendent, and he had to let Zhao Wangtian admit it in person in front of everyone!
Otherwise, even if you are the lord of the medical office of another country, you will not be able to shake a thousand faces!
"You want to know about the Phantom Spirit Grass? No, no!! I won't tell you!!"
At this moment, Zhao Wangtian finally saw the hope of life but was broken by Ye Feng himself. He knew that Qianmian was coming to target Ye Feng.
He was born in the Hall of Changsheng and was the person who was most likely to destroy Ye Feng!
How could he say Qianmian's name?!
The more he thought about it, Zhao Wangtian became more excited. The dirty blood he vomited was flowing all over his face, and he was like an evil ghost climbing up from hell!
Yu Rongchuan originally had a little sympathy for Zhao Wangtian, thinking that he might have been deceived and surrendered to the Phantom Spirit Grass.
But seeing him like this, the sympathy in his heart disappeared instantly!
"Are you crazy?! You are now like this, but you dare not tell the origin of the Phantom Spirit Grass! That person killed you, but you dare not spit out his name!"
Even Qin Pinzhang, the president of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, who has always been gentle, couldn't help but curse.
"Hahaha!" Zhao Wangtian smiled ferociously and roared.
"Ye Feng!! You will definitely die without a place of burial! They will not let you go, you will definitely not die well!!!"
"...Ye, Ye Feng!! I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you below!!!Puff!!!"
Zhao Wangtian's eyes opened angrily, and finally the light in his eyes went out and he fell heavily back onto the stretcher.
Just at the same time when Zhao Wangtian died.
Ye Feng took off the last silver needle without wavering in the ancient well.
"Didi!!!"
The patient's vital signs returned to normal in an instant.
A green light lit up in operating room No. 2, and the operating room door was automatically opened.
The whole audience was silent!
Everyone seemed to have stopped breathing.
They never expected it.
Zhao Wangtian actually died in this competition.
Zhao Wangtian is dead!
Ye Fengsheng!
Qin Mingchuan and others could not accept this result!
The "My Doctors Group" led by Qin Mingchuan in the front row turned blue. When everyone thought of their bet just now, they felt their teeth were sore!
Let them bow to welcome Ye Feng?
A great shame!!
This moment.
A venue.
Two moods!
The happier Qin Mingchuan and others are, the happier Wu Tianyong and others are!
In their opinion, Zhao Wangtian's death was caused by his own fault!
In the end, Wu Tianyong's voice broke the silence of the audience!
"Win! Win! Brother Ye won!!"
Ye Feng won.
It means they won!
They won the bet!
The bet won the group of self-congratulatory old guys!