Chapter 344

After reading the text message, Yang Ping looked up at the top floor of Sanyuan building, hundreds of meters away. Jiang Weimin stood in front of the window. His indifferent figure was branded in his pupils. His face showed indifference, just like God overlooking all living beings and looking through the clouds, but Yang Ping felt that the other party's spiritual power was locked in him.

Yang Ping felt the strength of Jiang Weimin for the first time. The area covered by his spiritual power was stronger than expected. Up to the clouds and down to the Plaza of the building, Yang Ping reached an unimaginable level. Yang Ping asked himself if he could not do it.

This is the show off spirit of red fruit!

Spirit represents strength.

Zhang Rong needs blood transfusion as soon as possible after hemostasis, otherwise he will die because of excessive blood loss. After thinking about it, Yang Ping felt that it was not appropriate to fight with Jiang for the people for the time being. He sent Zhang Rong to the hospital first. Zhang Rong was very weak and asked, "Yang Ping, how am I?"

He was worried that the bomb in his body would explode and both would die.

Yang Ping comforted: "it's all right. Take out the bomb and have a rest for a period of time." he sighed in his heart. If it wasn't for himself, Zhang Rong wouldn't be in trouble. He thought of the tragic situation of a fat man who became a fortune teller to pick up girls on the first day of entering Longcheng University.

"To reach the final, I'll kill you myself."

Jiang Weimin's cold voice came to his ears. His attention was not on Yang Ping, but on the sky outside the sky, full of arrogance.

"I'll wait for you."

Yang Ping responded strongly and left with Zhang Rong.

The battle that was supposed to be hot ended where countless people paid attention. However, those who watched the war were not disappointed. Instead, their hearts were surging. Chiang's engagement for the people aroused their blood type.

The news of Jiang's engagement with Yang Ping for the people spread like the wind throughout the dragon city and even the capital.

At this time, Yang Ping did not know that he had become the most famous figure in recent ten years. Being able to fight for the people with Jiang, the successor of the Jiang family and one of the four evils in the capital, itself represented a kind of honor, but no one was optimistic about his results, because Jiang's strength for the people knew with his toes that being too strong was a monster and invincible among his peers@^^$

People's hospital.

The director of surgery knew that there was a bomb in Zhang Rong's body. He was scared to death. He was killed and did not go for surgery. He strongly recommended that he be handed over to the police. The bomb is not for fun. In case of explosion, the whole building may be submerged in the sea of fire.

The incident alerted the police.

Wang rushed to the hospital. After listening to Yang Ping's explanation, he scolded: "are you a doctor? Don't be a doctor if you are afraid of death. I can't see people who can't help when they die."

The director of surgery knows Wang's identity. In the past, Wang didn't come to the hospital less. He was the daughter of the director of the provincial public security department and held a voting right of the Standing Committee of the provincial Party committee. The face of the Secretary of the Longcheng municipal Party committee was not as big as that of others. The Longcheng people's hospital was managed by the Health Bureau under the municipal Party committee and municipal government. If he didn't dare to offend Wang, he could only make amends nearby.! $*!

When the Dean arrived, Wang was swearing.

He wears black glasses and has a strong scholar temperament. Obviously, he is not a technical Dean, but an administrative one with high Eq. The president went to Wang and explained that the bomb hidden in the patient's body was a dangerous person. If it exploded in the operating room, it was not a matter of one person's death. There were so many people in the hospital and some died, it would become a major national medical accident, and no one could bear the responsibility.

Wang's face looked better and said angrily, "what should I do?"

The Dean thought for a moment and got an idea and said, "well, let's isolate an operating room alone. As long as we keep a safe distance from the building, we won't cause a major accident. How about it?"

Wang nodded and looked at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping nodded.

With blood type and blood transfusion, Zhang Rong was lying in the ward with a good face, but his eyes were dim when he heard the president's words. He doesn't want to be a burden. If more people die because of him, he is upset and opens his mouth to refuse, Yang Ping speaks.

"Who will operate?"

It was quiet and no surgeon wanted to do it. The Dean looked at the director of surgery. The director of surgery was scared to pee and hurried to the deputy director of surgery. The deputy director of surgery cursed his mother in his heart. Why did I do such a dangerous thing? I didn't live enough. So the deputy director of surgery looked at an unpopular attending doctor in the Department with severe eyes.

The attending doctor coughed, covered his chest, turned pale and shouted, "director, I stayed up all night last night. My chest is very stuffy and lack of oxygen. I need to rest."

The deputy director of surgery was furious and scolded: "as a doctor, saving the lives and healing the wounded is the doctor's bounden duty. You can't overcome any difficulties, and you are ashamed of the people's expectations for you. The study in the First Affiliated Hospital of Yunnan Medical University this year was cancelled."

The attending doctor's face was pale and showed a regretful expression. It was an extremely rare opportunity to make a living, because there was no one to refuse, and his resentment against the deputy director of surgery deepened. However, the best opportunity was not as important as human life, so he had to bow his head and pretend not to hear.

The deputy director of surgery still had to swear, and the Dean snorted coldly.

The two chief surgeons were too frightened to speak.

The Dean felt ashamed. In front of Wang, the doctors in the hospital were greedy for life and afraid of death. If the people above knew, would their own Dean still want it. This year, he wants to keep his current position and can't make any mistakes.

Facing the dean's stern eyes, the two surgical directors bowed their heads and said nothing.

The Dean was so angry that Yang Ping interrupted, "I'll come."

The two surgeons were stunned and frowned.

"Are you a doctor?" asked the deputy director of surgery with a sour face.

Yang Ping nodded.

The deputy director of surgery wondered and asked, "which hospital are you a surgeon?"

Yang Ping didn't want to pester this idiot problem. He said impatiently, "does it matter? If you don't do it, I'll do it."

The deputy director of surgery flushed with anger and hummed, "do you do it? Do you know that human life is at stake. Who is responsible in case of a patient's problem. Young people are still too reckless, reckless and do not use their brains. Surgery is not simple. It requires rich clinical experience and basic knowledge."

Yang Ping was so angry that the deputy director of surgery was in charge. He only saw pushing and blocking, and said coldly, "so you do it?"

The deputy director of surgery dared not speak at once.

Yang Ping sneered.

"Since you don't do it, don't delay me to save people."

Seeing that a hairy boy dared to disrespect him, the deputy director of surgery was unhappy and threatened: "your friend is very dangerous and can't operate casually. You need to hold a seminar and formulate a medical plan. Do you understand?"

Zhang Rong's matter is urgent. He also held a meeting to formulate a plan. It is estimated that there are no people for a long time. Yang Ping feels cold for these doctors. If the doctors in the hospital are so selfish and talk about medical ethics, no wonder there are many medical disputes now, not only the problems of patients, but also the doctors should be responsible.

"Dean, it's urgent. Let me come." Yang Ping stared at the dean and asked.

The Dean was startled. Facing Yang Ping's cold eyes, he had an impulse to obey for some reason. He has been in a high position for a long time. What the doctors in the hospital see him respectfully is that the rich people outside are not polite, except the boss.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping was neither humble nor arrogant, and his aura was strong enough for the president to obey.

The Dean hesitated and whispered that Wang was present. He should not be incompetent. Since Wang has no opinion, why should I be a bad man? Let him try. If something goes wrong, the responsibility is not the hospital. He made up his mind and said with a smile, "if you say so, try it."

The deputy director of surgery was very anxious and shouted, "Dean, this can't work. What if the patient has a problem? Surgery can't be trifling."

The Dean frowned and thought so. Even if Yang Ping did it himself, as the Dean, he would have to bear the black pot if something happened. He hesitated.

The deputy director of surgery sneered and whispered, boy, the hair hasn't grown. You want to fight me. You're still young.

Yang Ping was angry. If he didn't need to take out the bomb in his body with the help of their medical equipment, he would have been angry and paralyzed. The hospital took responsibility one by one. When he wanted patients, the first thing he wanted was to shirk responsibility. Such a selfish approach made him very angry.

"Dean, do something," Wang urged.

The president's face is ugly. He can't do the operation, but he doesn't. Wang looks at it. What to do then and send the patients to a higher-level hospital. However, in addition to the third-class level of the people's Hospital in Longcheng City, the strength of other hospitals is even worse.

"If it doesn't work, I suggest sending it to Yunnan Medical University Hospital," said the deputy director of surgery.

The dean's eyes lit up. That's a good idea.

Yang Ping was impatient and said faintly, "Dean, give me a quiet operating room and I'll do it myself. I don't need anything else."

The Dean was stunned and showed dissatisfaction.

Yang Ping was very angry. The Dean didn't like it. He hummed: "the patient's condition is special. Our hospital's technical conditions can't be met. We'd better send him to the Medical University." the deputy director of surgery was very happy. The Dean listened to him and might be able to take this ship and go further in the future.

The director of surgery kept silent. When he saw the president standing on the side of the deputy director, he was worried and quickly complimented: "the president decided to think carefully. I also think it's better to send him to Medical University."

Wang Huoda scolded, "it's just an operation. What are you doing? You're afraid of death. Yang Ping wants it. What do you mean if you don't give it?"

The dean's face changed. He was afraid of Wang, but at this time, his anger came up. No matter whose daughter you are, what if your father is the director of the public security department. He is not a system with me and can't manage me. He said unhappily: "officer Wang, we also consider this decision for the patient. Please cooperate with us."

"Call an ambulance."

The dean's decision made Wang furious.

Yang Ping understood in his heart that his face was not good-looking. He said in a deep voice, "do you think you must send it to medical university?"

The dean said faintly, "yes. I am the master of the hospital. Do you have any opinions on my decision according to the actual situation?"

Yang Ping nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The deputy director of surgery laughed in his heart and called people. The president didn't have nothing to do with it, and it had a great relationship. He didn't forget to sarcastically say, "young man, don't go too far in some things. Do you think it's OK to find a relationship? I tell you, our doctor is upright and won't give in to the pressure outside."

The phone is through.

Yang Ping said, "Liu Lao, are you free? I have something I need your help..." he said it again and waited for a reply.

"Lying trough, don't wang Xueqi want to mix up? Let him answer the phone!"

There was a roar from the other end of the phone.

Yang Ping handed the phone to the dean.

The Dean didn't bother to pay attention and said faintly, "no matter who you are looking for, it's useless. Young man, don't say you trust the relationship, I can refuse even the leader of the Health Bureau, because I didn't make a mistake and went according to the normal procedure."

Yang Ping said faintly, "Baohe Tang Liu's first-hand phone."

Bang Dang!

The Dean was startled, as if he had heard wrong, and wondered, "which Liu is the best?"