Chapter 3776 【3776】Being Plotted

It happened that the National Association received the patient first, and Shen Youhuan interrupted to call Boss Zhang, beeping and talking about the latest news he learned from the National Association. Senior Brother Shen probably had multiple spies planted in the National Association, otherwise he wouldn't be able to respond so quickly every time.

As a reborn professional, Xie Wanying knows that many doctors like to gossip, and they are not as aloof as outsiders think. It's just that Senior Brother Shen is probably the most gossipy one among them.

Shen Youhuan vividly described the situation when the National Association received the injured and said: "Gao Zhaocheng came back to perform surgery on the injured."

It's Junior Brother Gao. Boss Zhang narrowed his eyes.

Junior Brother Gao's skills are beyond doubt, so there is no need to worry.

What Shin Youhwan wants to say is: "I'm crying."

Why are you crying? If you cry when you see a doctor, aren’t you a medical student? Are you so scared? Are you as scared as ordinary people? Or was it because of the sudden emotional outburst when seeing the teacher?

"I said I felt like I was saved, but I didn't know if my friend would die."

Worrying about friends shows that friendship is touching.

But what he said next made people wonder if there was something wrong with the injured man's head.

"I said I believed in Xie Wanying, but I felt uneasy because I believed in her."

It turned out that I had too much trust in Dr. Xie’s technical ability.

A group of big guys at the scene showed expressions that didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"I'm going to the emergency room." After saying something to the others, Ren Zhelun stood up and said goodbye to the students who were going to save his alma mater.

There is no need for Mr. Zhang to go there first. Let the people below take a look at the situation first.

Du Ye Qingqiu Bowen and the others stood up and said, "We will accompany you to take a look."

Avoid calling them back if something happens.

Guozhi Emergency Department has received a phone call in advance, and emergency department medical staff are preparing to receive patients.

Soon the first ambulance arrived.

Zhang Xiaohui, who was lying on the stretcher bed, was pushed down.

"What's going on?" Dr. Li Shunkang, the surgeon on duty in the emergency department tonight, asked first.

Coming down with the patient were Zhang Shuping and Mi Wenlin. Seeing the teacher asking, Mi Wenlin gave up his position to Zhang Shuping. This was Zhang Shuping's patient. Senior Sister Xie told him that Zhang Shuping should be responsible to the end.

Zhang Shuping could only hold back his sweat and carefully made a report: "Irregular heart rhythm, heart rate occasionally spikes to -"

Hearing his stumbling voice, Dr. Li frowned and was about to curse. When he turned around and saw clearly that it was Mr. Zhang's nephew, he immediately shut up.

The teacher didn't scold, but Zhang Shuping became more nervous.

As a student, you are not most afraid of being criticized by the teacher. What you are most afraid of is that the teacher thinks that the student is a coward and cannot be taught.

The patient was pushed into the emergency bed, and the nurse quickly connected the injured person to the ECG monitor.

While observing the indicators on the instrument, Dr. Li hung up the stethoscope and prepared to conduct a physical examination on the patient. He muttered: "Is this heart contusion?"

Zhang Shuping, who was following behind, added: "Yes, yes, yes. Teacher Xie said that."

"Teacher Xie? Doctor Xie?" Li Shunkang turned around, "Is she with you?"

The second ambulance arrived at the gate of Guozhi Emergency Department. Accompanied by Ren Zhelun and the others, they just walked to the door.

Brother Luo's stretcher bed got off the car.

Yao Zhiyuan jumped out of the car first, and when he met Zhe Lun's eyes, he choked in his throat.

Captured the weird expression on his face, Ren Zhelun was wondering: What's going on?

Xie Wanying jumped out of the car with a low waist, holding a small box to protect the severed finger in her hand.

As she expected, after getting closer to see what she was holding, Senior Brother Ren's face turned pale.