"What happened a minute ago." The military doctor tried hard to find his voice, "Master Qi, look..."
Xi Lanting glanced at Yun Qiao.
Yun Qiao's palms felt cold.
She was not sure about this situation. She had saved someone like this last time and almost got herself involved.
At that time, my grandmother and Chang Ning were frightened, so much so that for a long time, my grandmother did not allow her to treat illnesses and save lives, and agreed that she should study Western medicine.
"Yun Qiao?"
Xi Lanting called her softly.
Yun Qiao bit her lower lip hard and gave up.
She nodded towards Xi Lanting: "Uncle Qi, give it a try!"
The military doctor was confused after hearing this. What should he try?
Xi Lanting nodded and said, "Try it, don't force it."
After that, he took Yun Qiao into the "operating room". No one dared to stop him, including the deputy chief.
When the two of them came in, the other three military doctors were looking at their watches, as if to determine the time of the Overseer's death.
Xi Lanting suddenly broke in and brought a young and beautiful lady with him. The military doctors were surprised.
"Go out and leave this to me," Xi Lanting said.
He has always had a strong aura, and with just one sentence, he can make people breathless and unable to think of rejecting him.
The military doctors obeyed inexplicably. Although they should say something, they subconsciously felt that Master Qi did not want to listen to their nonsense and just wanted them to get out.
The three of them withdrew.
The adjutant at the door, the accompanying adjutant and another military doctor all looked at the three of them.
The three of them were also slightly stunned.
"How can I leave it to Master Qi?" one of them complained to his companions.
The companion was also confused: "Why didn't you say anything just now?"
The eldest one lowered his head: "What time was it just now?"
After saying this, several military doctors shut up at the same time; the adjutant general seemed to have been slapped, his mind was buzzing, and he briefly lost contact with the outside world.
After a long while, he was able to regain his consciousness: "What time is it? Doctor Zhong, what do you mean by this?"
Dr. Zhong was silent, his face slumped.
At this time, Xi Lanting came out.
He was dressed in an ivory white gown and looked as clean as an immortal.
The sun shone on him, and his expression was gentle, with a strange kind of compassion: "The warlord is still alive. Miss Yun is also a doctor, let her treat him."
The military doctors were extremely shocked.
At the same time, they also breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the warlord was really just in shock and was revived, so there is no need to remember the time of his death.
The adjutants were obviously excited, and the oppressive air broke.
"Ms. Yun, she..." Dr. Zhong was uneasy.
Xi Lanting asked him: "Can you save me?"
Dr. Zhong can't.
If he could, he wouldn't have been in such a miserable state just now. The warlord was in a critical condition this time. His pericardium was pierced and his major blood vessels could not be sutured. Most of his body was in the gate of hell.
Dr. Zhong didn’t know how to save Miss Yun.
Since they can't do it, can Miss Yun still do it?
The courtyard is very quiet.
Xi Lanting leaned on the doorpost and was distracted. His expression was blank and he looked into the distance silently.
No one came near him.
The military doctors quietly went out to wash their hands, changed out of their blood-stained surgical gowns, and put on brand new ones, waiting for the people inside to call them.
The adjutants all stood up straight.
The lieutenant-general was more nervous than anyone else, but he did not dare to vent his inner emotions at the moment.
Following Xi Lanting were three of his four entourage.
These three people were sitting around, the only relaxed people in the courtyard.
This wait lasted from mid-afternoon to dusk.
It was less than four o'clock when Xi Lanting came, and now it is seven o'clock sharp.