Sister, you miss me

Wang Fenglin, Liu Yishou, and Roland looked at each other, as if they saw one in ten thousand hope in each other's eyes.

"Yang Feng, you must create a miracle again." This is the common voice of everyone in the operating room.

Yang Feng closed his eyes, unable to feel the child's pulse at all.The child's organs were underdeveloped, not a disease. Yang Feng couldn't see that he couldn't breathe sickness. He was thinking of a way.

Suddenly, the mantra of "Nine Sun Gong" flashed through my heart, and the obscure words flashed in his mind. Yang Feng didn't recognize it, but seemed to understand the meaning of the mantra, letting his mind follow the mantra in his veins. To walk.

Mind walking in the meridians, soon came to the sea of ​​qi.

This was obviously the first time Yang Feng looked inside, and there was a transparent air mass in the sea of ​​qi, the size of an egg.

breath?Inside interest?qigong?Internal strength?

No matter what it is called, this should be full of vitality. Yang Feng will not hesitate anymore and guide the few inner breaths into the child's body with the palm of his hand.

Yang Feng squeezed his inner strength while watching the child's changes while narrowing his eyes.

Slowly, Yang Feng showed pain. He deeply felt that outputting internal force was more uncomfortable than drawing blood, an indescribable sadness.

Roland saw that something was wrong with Yang Feng, and asked with concern: "Yang Feng, are you okay?"

Yang Feng bit his lip, but didn't answer, fighting with himself.

The three doctors and four nurses looked at Yang Feng intently.

Gradually, Yang Feng's face turned pale, his body trembling like chaff, two strands of blood-colored earthworms crawled down from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Roland was the first to cover his mouth, but his tears burst.

Wang Fenglin and Liu Yishou hurriedly approached Yang Feng, and Wang Fenglin deliberated each word and persuaded: "Yang Feng, just do your best."

Yang Feng did not answer.Through internal observation, he found that there was no a trace of breath in his dantian, and the child did not react at all.

"No--" This voice exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the Spirit Devouring Orb seemed to be alarmed, and a strong breath reached the lower dantian.

There was another internal force in the sea of ​​Qi, and Yang Feng transported away without hesitation, with a smile on his face, but at some point, two blood lines flowed out of his nostrils.

"Yang Feng...give it up!" Roland finally cried bitterly, while holding a piece of gauze, wiping Yang Feng's blood.

The internal interest was like a mud cow entering the sea, Yang Feng felt that his inventory was about to run out again, but the child still seemed unresponsive.

Yang Feng felt a little heavy in his body, a little fuzzy in consciousness, and a voice in his ears that made him give up.

"Give up?"

Bai Xiaoyan, who was desperate for life, appeared in his mind, which reminded Yang Feng of his mother who had never met.

A child without a mother is very poor, and a mother without a child is the same.

"I-don't-let-give up!"

This time, there seemed to be four thunders in his mind, the Spirit Devouring Orb trembled endlessly, and the brilliance was prosperous, and several air currents that seemed to be real were split into the sea of ​​air.

Then, following the meridians of Yang Feng's arm, it was sent into the body of Little Stone.

It felt like someone was hugging his waist, and there was crying: "Yang Feng, give up, you will die like this."

It was Roland's voice faintly.

Yang Feng didn't know, he actually shed two tears of blood.

"Yang Feng, you have done your best, give up, life and death, wealth and wealth..."

Wang Fenglin had not yet exported the word "", and the sound of "didi-didi-" sounded in the operating room.

For a moment, all eyes turned to the ECG monitor, including Yang Feng.

With curves, regular and periodic curves, the child has a heartbeat.

Everyone found it incredible, and all eyes were filled with surprises.

Roland cried and shouted: "Yang Feng, you succeeded!"

Yang Feng smiled weakly, his body resembling a falling mountain, Roland failed to hold it, and knocked over a cart of surgical instruments.

Lying on the ground, Yang Feng felt that the world was spinning, feeling exhausted physically and mentally, and his eyelids were extremely important.

Many familiar faces rushed over and called his name, but it seemed that all this was going away...

I vaguely heard someone talking.

Wang Fenglin said: "Operate immediately."

Liu Yishou just said the word "good" and suddenly shouted: "No, my heart rate plummeted, what should I do?" After speaking, he cried.

With all eyes in full view, Yang Feng suddenly sat up like a zombie, and then stood up again with the help of Roland, looking at Wang Fenglin and said, "Surgery, start the operation."

"But...but..." Liu Yi pointed at the disappearing electrocardiogram, crying without tears.

Yang Feng stepped forward, holding the child's hand with his right hand, pulling out a silver needle on the child's head with his left hand, and piercing his Baihui point without hesitation.

In an instant, a strange flush appeared on Yang Feng's face. Then, everyone found that the heart rate gradually increased and gradually stabilized.

"What are you doing right now?" Wang Fenglin gave orders with tears in his eyes: "Roland, go back to your post, come alone and help Doctor Yang."

A young nurse just touched Yang Feng's arm, and conditioned her to shout: "It's so cold."

Wang Fenglin gave the little nurse a fierce look and stood beside Liu Yishou.

Liu Yi hand cut the child's chest again, carefully avoiding a few silver needles, and then repaired it.

In fact, before Yang Feng came, half of the operation had been performed, and the heart had been repaired in half, but the child could not persist.

Liu Yishou continued to make repairs. This process will take at least an hour. He doesn't know whether the child can survive.

In fact, Liu Yishou knows very well that the life of the child is completely maintained by Yang Feng. He prayed silently in his heart: Yang Feng, you must continue!

Time passed by one minute and one second, and everyone's hearts were hanging high.

At the entrance of the operating room, I often inspected this party member, this materialist, holding his fists at this time, and begging all the gods he knew from all ages, the East and the West, and all the nations.

"Director Chang."

Chang inspected and turned his head to see: "Major He, why are you here?"

Following He Kun were He Lingxin and Wang Bingqian.

He Kun nodded: "I heard that, just come and have a look, what's the situation now?"

Chang Yan closed his eyes and shook his head: "I don't know."

"Oh?"

Chang Inspection exhaled a long breath, his voice still trembling: "Before Yang Feng came, Wang Fenglin had already notified that the operation had failed, and the child's heartbeat stopped."

"Then Yang Feng..." He Kun asked suddenly.

Chang inspected and said: "After Yang Feng came, the operating door was closed again, and now it's about half an hour, I don't know what's going on inside."

Wang Bingqian said: "I want to know what's going on inside, come with me."

...

In the operating room, although Liu Yishou was in agitated mood, he proceeded with the operation methodically with as calm as possible.

Wang Fenglin nodded slightly, Liu Yishou's technique was impeccable, reaching everyone's level, and looking at Yang Feng, his heart was once again cruel.

Yang Feng's complexion was extremely pale, his body was trembling, and the blood in his nose and lips remained wet.Wang Fenglin knew that Yang Feng was squeezing himself and was exchanging life for life.

After half an hour passed, Liu couldn't help being impatient. The sweat on his forehead was dripping layer by layer, and the little nurse next to him couldn't wipe it.

"Not good." Wang Fenglin called out suddenly because he found that his heart rate had slowed down a lot.

...

Wang Bingqian pushed her grandpa's office away, turned on the computer, turned the screen 180 degrees, and faced everyone.

When they saw Yang Feng shaking his hands, pulling out a silver needle, and piercing his heart, all four of them were moved when they found that he was terrible.

"Xiao Yang..." Chang inspects choked and can't continue.

He Kun's eyes were wet, but he nodded with a smile: "This kid."

He Lingxin covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes flushed.

Wang Bingqian bit her lip, shook her hands and held them again.

Yang Feng's face flushed with naked eyes again, but this time, blood flowed from the earholes, dripping onto the shoulders wearing white shirts, so eye-catching.

The person who used the witness thought of a word-bleeding from seven holes!

However, the child's heartbeat slowly became normal again.

"Old Liu..." Wang Fenglin couldn't urge, but couldn't help but speak.

Liu Yishou said, "I understand."

All eyes were on the two people, there was only the sound of instruments in the room, and a heavy, tragic smell filled the air.

Half an hour seemed as long as a century. When Liu Yi's "sew up" sound sounded, everyone was relieved, and Yang Feng passed out without accident.

...

Nanyang Garden.

Adjacent to the high-end community of No. 1 Middle School, the county master Hua Dan Yunrong lives here.

This house was bought by Gao Qinsheng, and it was a bit of a golden house.

Unfortunately, Magistrate Gao didn't know how many people had plowed his land.

At this moment, Gao Qinsheng was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in a daze, and the fact that his wife had become a rape with Guizhi still made him worry.

I am a leader and I have everything I can do every day. Finding a few women is to relieve the pressure, so that I can devote myself to work and be a good servant of the people with a clearer mindset and a fuller mental state.

Hu Baoxiang is a member of the leader's family.

This is the end, you have to beat and beat.

"Qin Sheng, what do you think, so absorbed?"

Yunrong Furong came out of the water, wearing a thin bathrobe with a white red lotus, wiping his wet hair while walking.

Slightly sharp cheeks.The bathrobe is naturally empty, and the lotus steps lightly, happy together.

If it were in the past, County Magistrate Gao would have been dignified and honoured a long time ago, and personally guided the workload of the anchor Yun, but today he has not moved, and Yun Rong is also a little surprised.

Walking over, crossed the back of Gao Qinsheng's head, and sat on Gao Qinsheng's lap with split legs, biting his lip, looking at him winkingly.

Gao Qinsheng smiled bitterly: "Talk to me."

Yun Rong freed up a hand and stroked Gao Qinsheng's chest, all the way down, and stroked it to the crotch, the hot and wet breath sprayed into Gao Qinsheng's ear, accompanied by a whisper: "We can talk while doing it."

Gao Qinsheng closed his eyes, but there was a fire in his body, but the "Second Brother" did not move at all.

Yun Rong also noticed this, and looked at Gao Qinsheng suspiciously: "You don't want to?"

"No, just talk with me."

Yun Rong left Gao Qinsheng's embrace, sat on the sofa next to him, lit a lady's cigarette, took a sip, and exhaled a thick smoke. Then he looked at Gao Qinsheng, "What?"

Say what?Gao Qinsheng was really questioned. He shook his head. He was just a friend, and the work and family could not tell her anything.

In the end, there was only silence.