In hospitals and ICUs, a group of doctors are extremely busy.
Ning Yuan looked at the X-ray film in her hand with a sullen face, her eyes flashing with surprise.
He followed Xu Qi back to the hospital. When the test results came out, he was completely shocked.
There was no remaining object in the body, and the wound was very small. Even his teacher, no, any doctor, could not remove the shrapnel with a scalpel and tweezers, let alone stop the bleeding and avoid other problems.
Every time I perform an operation, who doesn't follow up with various equipment, for fear that my hand will cut some blood vessel or something.
However, that boy actually performed the operation perfectly by himself with simple medical equipment. He really couldn't imagine how Zhang Fan did it.
"Let, let, let!"
The special police roared, they did not dare to delay at all, this was related to their brother's life.
Others in the hospital were shocked as they looked at the furious SWAT police.
God, what happened today? Why have several special police officers been sent to the ICU?
Zhang Fan looked at the group of Hua Ling and others guarding the door of the ICU and immediately asked: "How is it going? Is Xu Qi out of danger?"
Upon seeing Zhang Fan, Hua Ling and others also became excited.
"Out of danger."
"That's good." Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, there is a long distance from the hospital on the highway. If he didn't have to, he would not choose to do it himself. After all, there are no facilities anywhere.
For example, blood and various drugs.
"Salute!" Hua Ling suddenly roared. Suddenly, the seven people looked solemn and made a military salute to Zhang Fan.
"The grace of saving my life will always be engraved in my heart." The voices of eight people sounded like thunder throughout the hospital.
Solemn and solemn, just like the oaths they swore under the military flag.
Live and die together!
Zhang Fan took a deep breath and nodded heavily. Such a heavy breath really moved him.
In fact, he also wanted to return a military salute, but then he remembered that he was still a student, so he had no choice but to nod to accept the gratitude of Hua Ling and others.
Zhang Fan turned around and walked quickly towards the ICU room. This guy here was in urgent need of a blood transfusion. The wound also needed further treatment.
"No entry for idlers!" Two doctors blocked the door.
"Don't you see any wounded here?" Zhang Fan shouted angrily.
Several other special police officers drew their guns instantly.
"Gulu!"
The two doctors swallowed hard, and then whispered: "There is an operation going on inside, we can't disturb them."
"Are there any operating rooms available?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Yes, but..."
"But what the hell, take me there." One person roared, especially looking at his teammates who were still bleeding, he wanted to take out his gun.
"Yes, yes, yes." The two of them were frightened to death by the dark submachine gun, and quickly led Zhang Fan and others to run upstairs.
Soon, Zhang Fan and his group arrived at the operating room.
"Put it up gently." Zhang Fan said.
Immediately, the wounded man was carried to the operating room.
"What's his blood type?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Type O!"
"OK, you, go get two bags of O-type blood, and these..." Zhang Fan quickly took the paper and wrote a long list of medical supplies.
The doctor became embarrassed: "Only the chief surgeon can prescribe these things."
Zhang Fan was not in the mood to argue with them, so he immediately said to one of them: "Go get something from them. If you don't hurry up, your brother will go into hemorrhagic shock."
Suddenly, the eyes of several people in the room were blood red, and one of them had a gun, which was pointed directly at one of them.
"I don't want to waste time."
"I'll get it right away!" The expressions of the two doctors changed dramatically, and they immediately walked out the door.
Soon, what Zhang Fan wanted came to him.
Zhang Fan didn't do any ink, and quickly got busy following the system's instructions.
Twenty minutes later, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Send him to the ward." Zhang Fan took off his gloves and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead.
After this operation, his back was completely wet.
Arterial suturing, wound treatment, blood transfusion, etc.
Looking at their teammates who looked pale but whose breathing had calmed down, several others also breathed a sigh of relief.
"salute!"
The solemn way of expressing gratitude made Zhang Fan become enthusiastic.
"It's okay, it's okay. You were also injured while serving people's names. I just did what I should do." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"We? Are you not a special police officer?" Several people asked with wide eyes.
Zhang Fan waved his hand: "I'm just a senior high school student."
"What?" Several special police officers' eyes bulged out.
Nima, student?
Damn, a student can face a group of heavily armed gangsters without changing his expression? More importantly, this guy was carrying a rocket launcher, and the bullets killed a group of people?
Damn it, can you believe this?
Moreover, he also saved his teammates who were in critical condition. Damn, are today’s students so outrageous?
Suddenly, a group of people felt ashamed. In the past few decades, they had lived like dogs.
At this moment, the door was kicked open by someone.
"You, what are you doing? Can you enter the operating room? The SWAT police are amazing? Can the SWAT police threaten our doctors with guns?" A middle-aged man with eyes and most of his head bald roared angrily.
.
"Kakaka!"
Without saying a word, several special police officers pulled the bolt of their guns and pointed their guns neatly at the man.
There was a murderous intent in their eyes.
"Wake up my brother, and I will make a hole in your body." Someone said in a deep voice.
"Fuck, the special police are amazing. Ah, come on, try touching me. I won't take you to court. I won't call you Wu Lin." Wu Lin raised his neck and took a step forward.
He was the director of drug management at the hospital, so when he heard someone holding a gun and forcing the doctor to prescribe medicine, he immediately became angry.
Damn it, all the things in the hospital are clearly recorded. If anything is missing, he has to accompany it.
Moreover, the amount of money this time was high, worth tens of thousands, how could he afford to pay for it.
Aren’t they just soldiers, huh!
"Let me come." Zhang Fan walked over and pulled Wu Lin out.
The first moment he walked out of the operating room, Zhang Fan punched Wu Lin directly in the face.
"Why are you shouting? You are so loud? What happened to the soldier? Did the soldier mess with you? If it weren't for this group of people, how could you stand here and talk so arrogantly?" Zhang Fan said with a stern face, and then
He stretched out his hand, put his arm around Wu Lin's neck, and tucked his head under his arm.
"I'm not a special police officer. I'm going to beat you up. You go and sue me." Zhang Fan said and punched Wu Lin in the stomach.