Chapter 3687 The Proud One of Heaven: You Must Obey Me Absolutely (26)

But Luo Qingchen's speed was too fast. Before she could raise her hands for self-defense, Luo Qingchen slammed her into the wall with a 'bang'.

"Ye Meizhu, this is my first and last time to warn you." She squinted her eyes and said coldly in front of Du Jiu Sheng and the other members of the Nine Soul Team: "I advise you the best. It's better not to provoke me, so I can do everything you know, but you can't do everything I know, so you have no chance of winning."

Ye Meizhu never expected that Luo Qingchen, who looked like she was being bullied, would suddenly react like this.

Her speed was so fast that she had no time to react, and the other party had already firmly grabbed her neck.

Luo Qingchen's strength is unclear, but it is not fatal. It will just make people blush and have difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Ye Meizhu looked at her with an inexplicable fear in her heart.

Those seemingly crystal clear eyes actually carried a hint of murderous intent, which made her want to say something, but it got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.

"Dr. Luo, the operating room is ready."

"Yeah." Luo Qingchen suddenly let go of his hand.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough..."

Ye Meizhu bent over and breathed heavily while coughing continuously.

Without even looking at her, she turned around and walked towards the operating room.

Of course, she didn't see a man named Bai Lang from the Nine Souls Squadron help her up.

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Wang Zimu was seriously injured. Two of his ribs were broken, one of which was inserted into his lungs, and the other one missed his heart by a few centimeters.

The operating room was very quiet, and Luo Qingchen's voice could almost be heard.

"Hemostats."

"Nahco3150ml."

"Central venous pressure 8cm."

"Dr. Luo, mitral valve regurgitation is mild."

"It's okay." Luo Qingchen glanced at the electrocardiogram and said, "Continue to inject pararenin with trace amounts of mercury until the end of the operation."

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After a five-hour operation, Luo Qingchen finally saved Wang Zimu's life from the hands of death.

"Sut up the wound."

Luo Qingchen took off her mask, closed her eyes, and found that her hands were shaking slightly.

Not because Wang Zimu's life and death really mattered to her, but because at that moment, she seemed to be able to see Du Jiu Sheng's future from Wang Zimu.

What would she do if one day Du Jiusheng was lying on the operating table?

Luo Qingchen shook her head, took a deep breath, and walked towards the door.

Opening the door, he looked at Luo Qingchen and said, "My life has been saved."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and he nodded lightly towards her.

"Major Du, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

At this time, Ye Meizhu didn't know where she had gone, and Luo Qingchen didn't care.

Her private office.

Du Jiusheng felt vaguely strange that her expression before entering the operating room was completely different from her expression after entering the operating room.

Although she looked nervous before going in, the way she looked at him was at least gentle.

But now... he feels inexplicably alienated.

Now that the operation has been successful, shouldn't we be happy? Why is she still frowning?

"Have a seat, Major Du." Luo Qingchen half leaned on her sofa chair and closed her eyes, feeling unable to calm down for a long time.

"What's going on?" Du Jiusheng didn't sit down. Looking at her cold look, he felt uncomfortable. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Is it possible that Zimu's condition is not good?"