Lin Sitong's heart skipped a beat and she stared at the nurse: "What's the situation?"

"Director Pei has arrived at the ICU. The patient is currently in the process of rescue."

Lin Sitong composed herself and quickly rushed to the ICU. In the sickroom, Pei Qingheng was performing CPR. At this time, his handsome face no longer had the previous teasing expression, but was instead frighteningly solemn and respectful.

Seeing Lin Sitong coming over, Pei Qingheng said concisely: "There is no fluctuation in the carotid artery and my pupils are slow to respond to light. They are undergoing CPR right now."

"Allow me." Lin Sitong walked up a few steps and took Pei Qingheng's position.

"Ventricular fibrillation." the nurse said hurriedly.

"Immediately defibrillate, two-way wave 200J, establish vein path." Lin Sitong said calmly.

"Yes sir!"

Lin Sitong kneeled on the patient's body, as both of her palms fiercely pressed on the patient's chest.

"Beep!" A heart monitor on the side let out an ear-piercing sound. A straight line had already appeared on the electrocardiogram.

Lin Sitong clenched her teeth, her hands which she had been suppressing the entire time slightly trembled, and said coldly: "Intravenous injection of 1mg of epinephrine."

"Yes."

"Have you found out why?" Lin Sitong's voice was slightly hoarse.

"It's still being ruled out." Pei Qingheng replied in a low voice.

"Dr. Lin, trembling once again."

"Defibrillation, two-way wave 200J, intravenous amiodarone 300 mg." Lin Sitong replied without hesitation.

"My heartbeat still hasn't recovered."

Lin Sitong gritted her teeth: "I'll inject 1mg of adrenaline."

Unknowingly, Lin Sitong's forehead was already covered with sweat. Pei Qingheng bent over to observe his pupils, and then softly said for a while: "You can stop now."

"No way!" Lin Sitong clenched her teeth, "I can still save him!"

Pei Qingheng grabbed Lin Sitong's hand and said in a heavy voice, "Without an independent heart rhythm or breathing pattern, both of her pupils dilate, and the reflex light disappears. I can't save him anymore. "

Lin Sitong's hands paused, her arms hanging powerlessly by her side, trembling slightly. It was hard to see her expression on her downcast face.

Pei Qingheng raised his hand to look at his watch, and said with a low voice, "Time of death, 19: 11 PM."

Pausing for a moment, he looked at Lin Sitong whose body was trembling slightly, and said softly: "You have already tried your best."

After a long while, Lin Sitong's hoarse voice sounded, "Have you found the reason yet?"

"At the moment, it might be a drug allergy."

"Impossible!" Lin Sitong suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Pei Qingheng, "I have seen his history of allergies, how could there be a situation where he's allergic to medicine! Furthermore, he has already injected the same medicine once before! "

Pei Qingheng frowned slightly. "You've already done very well, it's not your fault."

Lin Sitong opened her mouth, looked at the ECG monitor that was now a straight line, and became gloomy.

At this time, the patient's family members who hadn't appeared all this time suddenly appeared out of nowhere, they rushed to the bedside and wailed, "Why can't I save him?!" Is your hospital bullying our family?! "

"I was wondering what such a young female doctor would do!"

"Where's that female doctor?!" Where is she? " A middle aged woman raised her head and looked around, and in the end, her gaze locked onto Lin Sitong. A look of hatred flashed past her eyes as she suddenly stood up and rushed at Lin Sitong, pushing him back.

Caught off guard, Lin Sitong was pushed back a few steps by the middle aged woman and stumbled into the corner of the bed.

The middle-aged woman thought that it was not enough, she rushed forward and grabbed Lin Sitong's arm, and shouted sternly while shaking: "You'll pay back my husband's life!"

Lin Sitong was stunned and allowed the middle aged woman to push him, the expression in her eyes became more gloomy.

Everything that had happened in the United States came back to him, and he thought he could forget what had happened before and start over. He thought he had successfully picked up the scalpel to prove himself. However …

Lin Sitong's gaze turned towards the sickbed in a daze, and she stood there in a daze.

Myself... It was another fatal mistake.

His right hand opened and closed. It was already … The second time.

Another life had been lost in his hands.

Pei Qingheng held onto the middle aged woman's hand and coldly said: "The hospital has already tried its best."

The middle-aged woman sat on the ground and said with tears in her eyes, "Why don't you kill me too! I don't want to live anymore either! "

"What's going on?" A young man hurried over and asked with a frown on his face.

"Hello, Director Ling!" "This …" A doctor came up to him and quickly explained the situation to him.

The young man called Dong'er listened while looking from Pei Qingheng to Lin Sitong. After a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly and lowered his head and said in a good tone: "Big sister, don't cry, I am a patient of this hospital, please go to my office for a moment and we can have a talk."

The middle-aged woman cried as she was persuaded. The young man was just about to leave, but he stopped and looked towards Pei Qingheng: "Director Pei, come to my office in a while." As he said that, he gave Pei Qingheng a look.

Pei Qingheng nodded slightly and the young man left.

Seeing that the patient's family members had left, the surrounding doctors and nurses burst into a flurry of discussion.

"Look, what did I say before? The operation was a success, so don't blow it too early. Who knows what will happen in the future. "

"Tsk, so what if your skills are good? Without a doctor, you don't even know where you would be in trouble."

"She didn't stay in the hospital for more than a few days before being expelled, and after coming to our hospital for less than two days, this happened again. "Tsk, I think she should go home. Don't harm others."

"It's a pity, looks like Director Pei is about to be implicated by her."

No medical ethics.

Don't come out again to harm people.

With a "weng weng" sound, these words pierced into Lin Sitong's ear s. Lin Sitong tightly clenched her hands, and her fingernails almost dug into the flesh of her palms.

So, it was because he wasn't worthy to pick up the scalpel?

The cold air around Pei Qingheng seemed to have become real as his eyes that were as cold as ice swept across the surrounding doctors and nurses. He suppressed his anger and asked: "Have you seen enough? Are you done with your own things? "

Under Pei Qingheng's cold aura, the people around gradually dispersed.

Pei Qingheng lowered his head to look at the dazed Lin Sitong, and sighed for a long while: "Let's go."

Lin Sitong expressionlessly followed Pei Qingheng out of the ICU. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned her head to look at the ward.

However, Pei Qingheng seemed to understand what Lin Sitong meant. He paused, and looked at Lin Sitong with an unconcealable pain in her heart: "This is not your fault."

"I'm sorry, I failed to live up to your trust." Lin Sitong lowered his eyes, his voice as light as a wisp of smoke.

Not just Pei Qingheng.

Lin Sitong closed her eyes, remembering Alex's face and his tearful words, "Itrust you." There was also the simple phrase of the Great Senior Brother, "I believe in you."

She had betrayed everyone's trust.