The man inside was ready. He heard the little girl in the hospital bed talking:

"sister nurse, can I really survive? My grandmother had a heart attack, but she died Change heart! It's amazing. In fact, I'm not afraid of death, really! "

The nurses kindly encouraged her:

"your grandmother has all the medical expenses ready. She hopes you can live, so your operation will be successful."

The little girl's tone is not tense at all. Listening to her tone, she knows that she is not nervous at all:

"grandma is gone, I have no other relatives, what's the strength of living alone..."

"You still have friends, and there will be boyfriends in the future..."

"I don't want any boyfriends. I have a very good friend named Angel. Her love is very bitter. I always know that she hasn't married her boyfriend until now..."

Fu Yunshen was standing on his arm to disinfect. Hearing this, he was stiff. However, in line with the doctor's cultivation, he patiently finished all the disinfection work. When she entered the operating room, the little girl was still awake.

He asked:

"do you know an Liqi?"

The little girl blinked her eyes and nodded:

"yes, she is my best friend. Later, he changed the phone and I couldn't get in touch with her again. But I met her ex boyfriend the other day and heard that she was not very well..."

"What's your name?"

"My name is Murong Xuan!"

Murong Xuan, listen to the name of sunshine.

She looks smaller than Angie and has big black eyes.

Fu Yunshen comforted her with a mask:

"don't be afraid. I'll help you change a healthy heart. After sleeping and waking up, you can jump like other people. And I'll take you to see an Liqi..."

Murong Xuan had the same light in his eyes, but he was soon lost:

"you must be joking. You can't be so clever. You don't have to comfort me. I'm not afraid of death at all. If I die, I'll cross to another world. There must be a kind of healthy heart that can practice martial arts. Hey, hey."

As she spoke, her eyes closed slowly --

the anesthetic came up.

At this time, after the Dean was ready to disinfect, he came in in with great gust of wind and wind:

"it's coming very fast, ready for surgery!"

All personnel are ready and the instrument is working

At the moment, a group of people around the hospital bed are fighting with the God of death, to snatch people back from the hand of death.

Now another healthy heart is undergoing extracorporeal circulation to ensure survival. What Fu Yunshen has to do is fight against the God of death with hundreds of instruments and hundreds of tiny needles and threads

He knows the burden on his shoulders at the moment.

He knew that there was another person who paid more attention to the operation than he did, that is, his best brother Ling Zhenyu.

If he doesn't succeed, he doesn't dare to think about the consequences.

There are more and more people in the operating room, and experts from major hospitals called in advance by the president have been in place one after another. Everyone performs his or her duties. The voice of knives and scissors in the operating room is clear and serious.

Eight hours after the operation, Fu Yunshen found that the blood vessel on the right side of the heart was blocked and immediately yelled:

"what's the situation?"

The preoperative examination was not in place, so serious negligence was not found

The doctor was so scared that he couldn't stand and fell directly on the man behind him.

The dean asked the nurse next to him to wipe the sweat on his forehead and gritted his teeth and ordered:

"continue, don't give up!"

This is a flowery life. Since the operation has begun, they must be responsible for it.

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