A group of foreign experts seemed to have their butts burned. They rushed straight to the door of the operating room. However, a horizontal bar lock was already hung on the door. Two doctors in white coats stood on the left and right at the door.
Similar to the two men, to be exact, a bit like Bai Wuchang, because there is one who is nervous and holding a mop. TXT e-book download**
The reason why these blond foreign experts behave like this is very simple. They all accepted the benefit of Kuang Huaxiong's godson and wanted to witness the operation process of the old man with their own eyes. If the old man could not get off the operating table, they would still have a considerable job.
Generous remuneration.
People die for money and birds die for food, no matter what bricks and beasts are called, there is still a guy who eats on his shoulder. Money does not respect national boundaries.
"Open méng..." The Japanese expert who was about to open the spiked coffee was very angry, glaring with bulging eyes and yelling in half-baked Chinese.
The man in the white coat holding the mop said weakly: "We don't have the key." Unfortunately, this guy was wearing a mask very professionally, and when he spoke, his taste changed, and he made the word "key" into a fuzzy sound.
'To die'.
The Japanese expert who speaks Chinese frowned and shook his head: "We don't want you to die, we want you to be free."
The man in the white coat said to himself, "The key is in my pocket, and it belongs to you." But he said, "Without the key, I don't belong to you."
At this moment, the deputy director and two young nurses who spoke foreign languages rushed over, and the two white coats guarding the door quickly took off their masks.
The dean took a few steps forward, glanced at the locked door, and whispered: "Xiao Wang Xiaozeng, what's going on?"
Xiao Wang and Xiao Zeng looked at each other, and the one holding the mop said: "Dean, this is what Professor Gu meant. He said that visitors are not allowed to visit the surgery inside, and we will wait until the surgery is completed."
The dean frowned and whispered to the nurse beside him: "Tell several experts that the operation inside is going well and ask them to return to the conference room to rest first."
He has an almost admiring trust in the two national treasure-level old traditional Chinese medicine directors in the hospital. Since Professor Gu made the request, there must be a special reason. All he has to do for the current plan is to support it unconditionally.
The nurse cleared her throat and relayed the dean's meaning in standard English. As soon as she finished speaking, the foreign experts started shouting and dancing in a very lively manner.
The dean glanced at the closed door, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. As soon as the call came through, he said in a deep voice: "Xiong Jian, right? I'm dean Liu. Now you immediately bring all the security guards to nine."
The operating room is upstairs, hurry."
In order to prevent these foreign experts from affecting the surgery inside, Director Liu immediately took extraordinary measures. This is good in our own territory. It is not the turn of outsiders to be arrogant and it doesn't matter if they break up.
The Japanese expert who spoke Chinese yelled a few words in English in vain, and the nurse translated nervously: "It's bad, he is calling other security guards to block the way, and he rushed in to stop this deliberate murder..."
Before they finished speaking, the two Japanese experts took off their shirts, revealing black outfits underneath. At the same time, they revealed a sinister smile at the corners of their mouths.
When Dean Liu saw this posture, he secretly screamed that he was going to suffer. These two so-called medical experts looked like they were practitioners. You could tell by the black belts tied around their waists.
The other seven foreign experts seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding. They rushed forward together and pushed the director, nurse and two doctors guarding the door to a position one meter away from the main door. Two unscrupulous guys took the opportunity.
He slapped the breasts of the two nurses several times, causing their faces to turn red and their ears to turn red. They covered their chests and stared at the foreign horses with hatred.
Ignoring the loud scoldings of the people across from him, the Japanese expert who spoke Chinese walked up to the glass door without hesitation, lowered his waist and wrapped his right fist with the coat in his hand. "Hey!" The guy shouted, and
Ji Gang hit the glass door hard with his straight fist.
Boom! The glass mén made a loud noise, trembled twice in a large arc, and a circle of fine cracks appeared at the location where the fist hit. It is undeniable that the quality of this glass mén is quite good.
The Japanese expert frowned slightly. With his usual strength, the tempered glass was shattered with this punch. The strength of the glass door was indeed unexpected, and the force of the shock made his fist face sore.
Seeing this, another Japanese expert followed suit and wrapped his coat around his right fist. He yelled and punched forward, using the force of the forward punch to hit the crack hard.
Boom! Bang!
The large glass door was blown open by a heavy punch and exploded into countless irregular fragments that fell to the ground. The corner of the broken Japanese expert's mouth twitched twice. It was definitely a lie that the punch didn't hurt, but thinking about it
That bit of pain (4) is nothing compared to the reward for being a prostitute.
Boom, boom, boom!
A burst of rapid footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and a group of uniformed security guards holding black glue sticks ran over. The leader was a tall and powerful man, with a lot of ash and slag threads stuck to his beard. It looked like this.
He has always been a casual character. He is Xiong Jian, the hospital security captain. After receiving a call from Dean Liu, he hurriedly called a dozen security guards to rush here. Who knew it was still a step too late? Those foreign devil experts didn't even know how to deal with the big men.
Smashed.
The anxious Dean Liu saw the backup coming and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Quick, catch these foreign devils, don't let them destroy the operation..."
Xiong Jian held a glue stick and rushed forward. Unexpectedly, the remaining foreign experts stood in front of him. The seven foreign horses used their bodies to build a human wall, and the two closest to the men were
The guy had already ducked into the operating room.
"Brothers, pin all these Japs to the ground." Xiong Jian reached out and grabbed a foreign expert's arm, trying to capture him. Unexpectedly, the guy took advantage of his strong body and rushed forward two steps. His broad shoulders
Xiong Jian staggered.
Xiong Jian was so anxious that he turned around and shouted to Dean Liu: "Dean, can you beat someone up?" He was an expert after all. If he wanted to beat someone up, he had to ask the leader for instructions, otherwise the black cauldron would be taken down by then.
, who bears this responsibility.
Dean Liu was also a little embarrassed by the shouting. No matter how unreasonable these foreign devils are, they still wear the label of experts on their heads and carry the banner of academic exchanges. If they want to beat them up, the consequences will be...
Just as Dean Liu was hesitating, he heard two muffled sounds, and two dark humanoid bodies flew out from the operating room, hitting the two foreign experts at the back without any hesitation.
"Beat, why not beat him? Just don't beat him to death..." A lazy voice came from the operating room, and then three figures in white coats walked out.