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Chapter 636 Did you run down and steal it?

About five minutes later, the sun had fully risen, casting its warm rays upon the earth and dispelling the chill of the early morning.

Fang Ziye continued to examine the patient patiently, carefully inquiring about every detail without letting his guard down.

Long Jinhua and Chen Qiangmin were ready to carry the patient away. Each of them grabbed one end of the stretcher, their muscles tense, ready to move.

The patient lay on the stretcher, his expression cold and calm, without the slightest panic or fear. His face was pale, and his lips were pressed into a straight line, like a cold stone.

Only his eyes revealed the complex emotions deep within him. His gaze was unusually cold as he stared at Fang Ziye, as if he wanted to deeply imprint Fang Ziye's eyes and eyebrows in his mind, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.

"Don't carry it out! Put it down, let me take a good look!" Fang Ziye suddenly spoke, his voice somewhat urgent. He immediately stopped Long Jinhua and Chen Qiangmin from moving.

His fears were realized.

In the emergency room, it is not uncommon for doctors to underestimate a patient's condition without the aid of further examinations. He knew that doctors' judgments could also be flawed.

Given the current situation and the sheer number of injured, this kind of thing is almost certain to happen!
Fang Ziye couldn't care about patients in other places, but at this moment he was the head of the sanatorium's emergency team, and he had to be responsible for every patient here. He had to ensure that they all received timely and correct treatment.

"Oh, okay, Professor Fang." Upon hearing Fang Ziye's words, Long Jinhua and Chen Qiangmin immediately stopped what they were doing. Without the slightest hesitation, they carefully laid the patient down. They obeyed Fang Ziye's orders without question, knowing that his judgment was absolutely correct.

Fang Ziye bent down, approaching the patient, and tried to communicate with him in a gentle tone: "Brother, how are you feeling? Can you hear me?"

His eyes held a hint of concern; he hoped to understand the patient's true feelings at that moment.

The patient was still responsive; he could still hear Fang Ziye's voice, and his eyes moved slightly. However, his expression and movements were rather dull and slow, and his eyes were filled with confusion, as if he had lost all awareness of his surroundings.

"No!~" His voice was very weak, as if it were squeezed out from the depths of his throat. His tone was hurried and short, and he seemed to have great difficulty even speaking a complete sentence.

"Don't lift it." His tone carried a hint of fear and despair, but his expression remained calm, showing no sign of panic.

He was extremely calm; he seemed to have a premonition that his condition might be very serious, and that he needed to remain conscious to have any chance of survival. This likely indicated potential intracranial damage!
Fang Ziye's heart tightened, and his expression became even more serious.

Fang Ziye immediately began to check his pupillary light reflex and pupil condition. He took out his phone and turned on the flashlight function.

A mobile phone can be used as a flashlight; simply reflecting light directly onto the screen is a relatively simple operation.

He carefully observed the patient's pupils...

Ten seconds later.

Fang Ziye can confirm that this patient definitely has potential intracranial injury, and in addition to intracranial injury, there should also be injury to the left upper abdomen!

Fang Ziye immediately took out his fluorescent marker and quickly and accurately circled the damaged area that he had initially located;
"A few people, please."

"Take him to the operating room immediately for a head CT scan followed by surgery!"

"It would be best to find Professor Bi Weiqing from the Department of Neurosurgery, or at least someone in the Department of Neurosurgery. Otherwise, keep calling and keep searching!" Fang Ziye instructed Long Jinhua and Chen Qiangmin.

This was the first time Fang Ziye had given them such instructions!
Long Jinhua gurgled twice, his brows furrowed. He knew that if Fang Ziye said the situation was serious, then it must be very serious. His eyes were filled with worry: "Professor Fang, is the situation very serious?"

Fang Ziye didn't have time to answer Long Jinhua's question. His eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. He probably needed to find a neurosurgeon as soon as possible to ensure the patient's safety.

Like rain after a long drought, his gaze swept left and right, and he caught sight of Tang Xin walking out from inside. Fang Ziye's eyebrows immediately lit up with joy:
"Professor Tang Xin, could you come here for a moment? This patient appears to have an intracranial hematoma. Could you examine him?"

Tang Xin is an associate professor of neurosurgery. He was wearing a white coat and glasses; he had just come out of the operating room.
He was originally going to the surgical ward of the emergency treatment area where Professor Tang Jian was located, but after hearing from Professor Tang Jian that Fang Ziye had already brought a group of people to the observation area outside, he was instructed to come and help.

Upon hearing this, Tang Xin immediately quickened his pace!
He was very professional; he could tell at a glance whether there was intracranial injury. His expression became even more serious; he knew that the patient's condition was extremely urgent.

"Let's go, let's go to the operating room!"

"The situation isn't too bad yet!" Tang Xin glanced at Fang Ziye and replied.

Fang Ziye immediately whispered in Tang Xin's ear: "Professor Tang, be careful of spleen rupture."

"Team Leader Fang, I'm leaving." Tang Xin's body trembled slightly, and he immediately turned around, preparing to lead the patient to the operating room. He had come in a hurry, and he left in a hurry...

"Thank you for your hard work, Professor Tang," Fang Ziye said.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise. If Tang Xin hadn't appeared in time, and if I hadn't taken extra care of myself, this patient might have died here.

Fang Ziye still needs to go on an inspection tour.

……

There were not many cases of misdiagnosis in the 'observation area'!

This relieved Fang Ziye. He knew he couldn't be too harsh on the other doctors' judgments; after all, they had done their best, and he had no right to blame them.

Even the professors doing research in the research area were mostly clinical doctors before. Although they have left clinical practice, their professional abilities are still beyond doubt. Moreover, with Professor Qu Tangwei, an internal medicine professor, there is also a small risk of misdiagnosis in the initial screening.

The others continued their commotion as before, complaining and venting their frustrations. They seemed oblivious to the fact that at this moment, they should be cooperating with the doctor, not making a scene.

However, Fang Ziye did not blame them, because as ordinary people, they would instinctively panic when they were injured, not because their cultivation was insufficient!
Rather, Fang Ziye and others simply don't have the time to provide them with emotional support and comfort.

The only option is to use force to allocate relatively better resources to those who need them the most.

The twenty or so people in the "observation area" were all carried out. Their bodies were forcibly lifted up, and they could only feel helpless and resentful.

Aside from hurling a few curses, nothing can harm Fang Ziye.

They have now also accepted the punishment of 'fate', and Fang Ziye, this fearless young man, holds the power of command.

He really did carry them outside; his movements were swift and decisive, leaving no room for doubt.

Rather than waiting to die outside, people preferred to go home or go down the mountain to find another hospital for treatment. So, some people gradually agreed to be transferred away, and their attitude softened...

Fang Ziye watched as trolleys and wheelchairs were continuously loaded onto the vehicle opposite him. He quietly exhaled, a hint of fatigue showing on his face.

He could finally relax a little, as he had been holding his breath for so long.

Fang Ziye grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it down, taking the opportunity to temporarily admire the beautiful sunrise.

A cool breeze, carrying the morning mist, swept through the dense woods outside the sanatorium, bringing a refreshing coolness that brushed against people's faces and dispelled any lingering sleepiness.

In the dawn light, the distant mountains gradually revealed their outlines, like a sleeping dragon lying across the sky, stretching and undulating, sketching a tranquil silhouette. Colorful clouds hung on the horizon, vibrant and varied, like splendid ribbons, gently blown by the wind, constantly changing shape, like an abstract painting in the sky.

The waning moon quietly retreated, its silvery radiance fading, giving the stage in the sky to the bursting sun.

If it weren't for everything that happened today, the sunrise in Enshi would surely have been incredibly colorful.

Turning his gaze away, Fang Ziye saw that Hu Qingyuan and the others had all gone to the other side of the road, while he was doing the final work of comforting them.

Fang Ziye played the villain, the bad cop, so someone else has to play the good cop...

Fang Ziye leaned against the wall, taking a temporary rest.

It's good that not many patients' conditions are misdiagnosed, as it reduces his workload, which makes him feel gratified.

Fang Ziye came to save people, not to embarrass or show off, thinking that because he was good at his job, he had to put Qu Tangwei and the others' initial diagnoses to shame!

Smash their intelligence into the ground!

He needs to diagnose a few more critically ill patients that others have overlooked.

not like this.

Fang Ziye's goal was to save people, not to prove how capable he was.

Diagnosing a few more critically ill patients won't improve Fang Ziye's skill level; Fang Ziye's skill level has already reached this point.

Soon, an ambulance arrived at the door, its body trembling slightly, its headlights still flashing a faint light.

As soon as the ambulance came to a complete stop, the double doors at the back were opened fully with swift and force. Then, the ramp landed steadily on the ground, and several people in green uniforms jumped out of the ambulance and pushed the stretcher and monitor down with it...

Fang Ziye was standing at the door with his backside against the wall when he saw this scene. His body tensed instantly, and his eyes were filled with vigilance. He jumped forward immediately and came to the patient's side. His movements were quick and accurate. He had to understand the patient's condition as soon as possible.

It was nearly six o'clock. The sun was rising in the east, its rays burning like fire. The morning sun had already pierced through the gaps in the branches of the trees, casting dappled light and shadows on the ground, and everything around was bathed in a soft golden hue...

The golden spots are beautiful.

But this patient's condition is very serious!

Half of his chest had collapsed, his sternum was completely deformed, and his flesh was a bloody mess—a truly horrifying sight!

The abdominal wall was directly torn off, a bloody mess, with the intestines inside broken, and fresh blood mixed with undigested food residue flowing out continuously, a shocking sight!
The patient was almost completely out of breath; his chest was not rising or falling at all, and his face was as pale as paper. His vital signs were gradually disappearing.

The patient has completed endotracheal intubation. Now that the oxygen has been removed, he is being ventilated with a bag-valve-mask. Medical staff are continuously pressing the bag-valve-mask to maintain his breathing.

The accompanying staff barely had time to yell...

After quickly scanning the area, Fang Ziye's expression grew even more grave. Without turning around, he roared at Nie Mingxian, who was standing not far away, "Get him into the operating room immediately!"

"No, it's too late to get him to the operating room!"

If the patient is taken to the operating room now, he/she may not survive until then.

"Nie Mingxian!~"

"Nie Mingxian, prepare an artificial heart-lung machine immediately! Hurry up!" Fang Ziye roared.

"Let's go!" Nie Mingxian didn't hesitate at all. He knew that Fang Ziye's judgment was absolutely correct!

Although Fang Ziye's description was not precise enough, he knew that Fang Ziye was going to put the patient on an extracorporeal circulation device, connecting the heart's blood to the device to replace the body's cardiopulmonary function in order to temporarily save the patient's life!
He knew that extracorporeal circulation was the last resort for saving such severely injured patients.

The sanatorium is equipped with extracorporeal circulation equipment and artificial lung devices. These are state-of-the-art devices that can maximize the success rate of rescue.

It's just that most people don't know how to use it; only a few anesthesiologists know how to use ECMO (extracorporeal membrane oxygenation), which is a life-saving device in many emergency departments, capable of buying precious time for critically injured patients.

ECMO has been simplified, and the equipment is very simple. It only requires inserting two tubes into the vena cava and the aorta to introduce them into the ECMO device, so that the device can perform extracorporeal oxygenation of the lungs and temporarily replace the patient's cardiopulmonary function.

ECMO mainly consists of intravascular cannulas, connecting tubing, a power pump (artificial heart), an oxygenator (artificial lung), oxygen supply tubing, and a monitoring system.

A centrifugal pump (artificial heart) provides the power to drive blood flow through the tubing. Centrifugal pumps are the preferred choice for emergency treatment due to their ease of installation and relocation, simple management, and minimal blood disruption. An oxygenator (artificial lung) oxygenates the incoming blood and outputs oxygenated arterial blood.

Nie Mingxian previously worked on improving extracorporeal circulation devices, so he must know how to use the original extracorporeal circulation device.

Fang Ziye knew that Nie Mingxian was an absolute expert in the field of extracorporeal circulation. The machine had always been there, just unused before; now, it was time to put it to use.

Nie Mingxian moved closer first and said, "To save time, you take care of the veins, and I'll take care of the arteries!"

His tone was calm and composed. He knew that at this moment, he had to remain calm in order to make the right judgment.

"Okay!" Fang Ziye had complete faith in Nie Mingxian's abilities.

Then, the two went their separate ways, one going to the femoral artery on one side and the other to the femoral vein on the other. Their movements were swift and precise, without the slightest hesitation.

The patient's heartbeat is good now; he is just having difficulty breathing. This situation is different from cardiopulmonary bypass surgery!

In extracorporeal circulation surgery, the cannulas inserted are usually the ascending aorta and right heart cannulas. During ECMO, depending on the mode, peripheral cannulas are mainly used, such as femoral artery and vein cannulas, internal jugular vein cannulas, and common carotid artery cannulas, which are relatively simple.

Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian were exceptionally skilled at inserting arterial and venous catheters into mice in the laboratory; their movements were adept and their experience was rich.

Therefore, after the ECMO arrived, it only took the two of them less than five or six minutes to put the ECMO on!
Their movements were swift and precise, without the slightest hesitation. Their eyes were filled with determination, showing no doubt about the other party, nor about their own abilities.

Soon, the two exchanged a smile.

The instrument started working, beeping and ticking...

Even so, the rescue is not over. ECMO is not a treatment; it can only replace the patient's breathing and heartbeat functions and support vital signs. It only buys time for subsequent treatment!

The collapse of the lungs requires Fang Ziye to support the collapsed chest cavity again in order to truly solve the problem.

This was not a difficult point for Fang Ziye, who possessed extremely skilled manual repositioning techniques...

After doing this, Fang Ziye and Nie Mingxian were almost outside the operating room.

After the elevator descended vertically, because we had communicated and discussed the patient's condition with the people in the operating room beforehand, someone was there to meet us as soon as we arrived on the first floor, near the operating room!
Then the rapid transfer process begins!
Their movements were perfectly coordinated, without the slightest hesitation.

Because of Fang Ziye's involvement in the previous surgeries, and because he had previously performed emergency life-saving procedures on some critically ill patients, there is now one empty operating room remaining out of the ten operating rooms!

This made Fang Ziye feel relieved; he knew he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Some procedures that appear urgent but actually involve minor wounds are still being performed in the operating room corridor... In the spacious operating room corridor, there are only two or three surgeries currently underway. The cold air in the laminar flow operating room is still whistling, bringing a touch of coolness to Fang Ziye and the others.

"Professor Fang, are you capable of performing this surgery?" The speaker was Professor Lin Qiaoshan from the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery.
This patient's condition is very complicated, and he must confirm with Fang Ziye whether Fang Ziye is capable of performing the surgery.

The sanatorium did not have a thoracic surgeon, so this patient's collapsed lung was a very complicated situation!
"I know a little bit!" Fang Ziye replied, having already quickly found the relevant surgical guidelines.
His tone was calm and confident.

Give me some knowledge points!

Fang Ziye knew that at this moment, knowledge points were his only reliance. He had to max out his thoracic surgery skills in order to complete the next surgery. Without any hesitation, he immediately added points.

Since there was no one else available, Fang Ziye had to fill the void, and the remaining knowledge points were Fang Ziye's greatest reliance at this moment.

However, because this involves almost all the specialized surgical procedures in thoracic surgery, Fang Ziye spent a full 60,000 knowledge points to raise the corresponding thoracic surgery skills to level 4.

Fang Ziye has mastered all 120 minor procedures and the overall surgical techniques of thoracic surgery!
There was no other way. With no one else available, he had to take on this responsibility.

"In that case, Professor Fang, I'll go out first. You and Professor Hu Hongqing will perform this surgery together. I'll keep watch outside for you." Lin Qiaoshan knew that someone needed to be on guard outside to deal with any emergencies, and that person should ideally be Fang Ziye!
If the best prescription cannot be offered, he will have to go.

Now, after all, it's a life at stake!

There weren't many critically ill patients in the emergency room afterward, so even though Fang Ziye only knew a little bit, he had to bite the bullet and go for it.

Because Lin Qiaoshan himself simply doesn't know how!
The sanatorium doesn't even have a professional cardiac surgeon, let alone a thoracic surgeon.

It's no longer important to investigate why this patient was brought here!
Either let him die, or we'll try anything, even if it seems hopeless!
“Okay!” Fang Ziye nodded.

"Professor Lin, feel free to call me anytime."

"I estimate that the critical operation will only take about twenty minutes to complete," Fang Ziye reported proactively, without holding anything back.

Surgery is divided into critical procedures and routine procedures.

Without him adding any points, the probability of saving this patient is at most 20%, and it would be even lower for others!

Unlike themselves, they don't have enough knowledge points and experience to rely on!
Lin Qiaoshan nodded: "Team Leader Fang, I'm convinced!"

He turned his back: "I'll offer you another drink tomorrow or the day after!"

After Lin Qiaoshan and the others left, Nie Mingxian looked up and questioned them, his tone hesitant: "Fang Ziye, what makes you think you know how?"

His tone carried a hint of doubt; he couldn't understand why Fang Ziye possessed so many skills.

When did you have thoracic surgery?

Fang Ziye didn't explain to Nie Mingxian in detail: "TM knows a little bit, but not as much as he does in trauma surgery."

His tone was calm and confident. He knew he didn't need to explain too much to Nie Mingxian; he only needed to prove his ability through his actions.

"Supporting evidence!"

"Having read some books, do you know a little bit about what to do?"

"Why don't you do it?" Fang Ziye countered.

Nie Mingxian remained silent and shook his head. He knew he was not capable of performing the surgery, so he could only choose to remain silent.

Now is not the time for arguing.

“That’s not what I meant.” Nie Mingxian looked to the side.

Hu Hongqing immediately said, "Dr. Nie, let's do the lower abdominal and chest surgeries together. We'll leave the rest to Professor Fang and Dr. Lan."

"Oh, and Professor Guan Liangfeng too," Hu Hongqing added. He couldn't overlook Guan Liangfeng. Guan Liangfeng was a professor of spinal surgery, and although he was only assisting this time, Hu Hongqing couldn't afford to offend him or completely ignore him.

The patient was wheeled into the operating room!

The operating room lights were very bright, making the patient appear exceptionally pale.

There weren't any specialized instruments for thoracic surgery, but fortunately, Fang Ziye was an orthopedic surgeon, so opening the thorax wasn't too difficult.

Moreover, it is not very difficult to fix the rib cage after surgery...

After completing the basic disinfection and towel-laying procedures, Fang Ziye went to the chest area and began his work. His movements were swift and precise, without the slightest hesitation.

However, Lan Tianluo and Nie Mingxian soon realized that something was wrong.

Fang Ziye had just gotten the hang of it, and Nie Mingxian and Lan Tianluo, who were used to Fang Ziye's every move being like a "miracle," instantly froze on the surface.

Their eyes were filled with surprise and realization.

They seemed surprised that Fang Ziye could actually perform thoracic surgery.

Fang Ziye really only knows a little bit; he wasn't exaggerating!
Although he only knows a little, that's even better. Knowing just a little makes Fang Ziye seem more realistic; he's not omnipotent.

Otherwise, Fang Ziye, who is always floating in the sky, would be out of touch with reality. His abilities are too perfect, which would make him seem unreal.

The damage to the chest and lungs sounds serious, but in fact, this kind of hemopneumothorax does not involve a large amount of bleeding in the lungs, and the lungs are mostly pale, not covered in bright red blood, which made Fang Ziye breathe a sigh of relief.

This was the first time Fang Ziye had seen what the surgical field of the lungs looked like, and his eyes were filled with curiosity and exploration...

Fang Ziye's lung rupture repair and chest wall fixation surgery was not particularly good, but it was completed in an orderly manner. His movements were quick and accurate, and perfectly adequate!
Fang Ziye watched as Professors Nie Mingxian and Hu Hongqing performed their surgery with unparalleled smoothness. Their movements were skillful and precise, and their teamwork was impeccable, so he didn't go over to disturb them.

Both individuals are capable of performing the subsequent surgeries.

With the assistance of ECMO extracorporeal circulation and the precise coordination of the two, the injury to the upper abdomen will definitely not be fatal to the patient.

"I'm done here. Now, after Lan Tianluo stitches up the chest, we'll place a closed drainage tube!"

"Let's save your life first. If there are any complications later, we can leave it to the thoracic surgeons to handle." Fang Ziye left himself a way out.

Because of this surgery, Fang Ziye wasn't sure how good it would be, but at least he could save the patient's life.

“Professor Fang, then you can go outside and relieve Professor Lin,” Professor Hu Hongqing replied.

"I'll go later. I'll go to the operating room next door first." Fang Ziye stepped off the operating table, turned around, and his actions of taking off his gloves, clothes, and speaking were all exceptionally resolute.

Hu Hongqing and Nie Mingxian's hands stiffened slightly, and then they both lowered their heads.

Is this what makes a top-tier ADC so terrifying?

They're already on the verge of their base being destroyed, yet Fang Ziye still has time to remotely support and catch people while defending?
Fang Ziye is the type to leave on a whim!
"Nie Mingxian, you and Fang Ziye are quite familiar with each other, aren't you?"

"Has he always been like this?" Hu Hongqing asked in a low voice.

The patient has passed the critical period, so he has time to talk.

And half of the sentence was hidden. Has it always been this perverted?
Fang Ziye's abilities were beyond his comprehension; he could only describe them as "abnormal."

Nie Mingxian sniffed a few times: "Professor Hu, it's already abnormal. Being a little abnormal and being extremely abnormal are the same thing. I've already figured it out."

His tone carried a hint of self-deprecation.

Although Hu Hongqing was over fifty years old, his tone was still conflicted: "But I still haven't figured it out?"

Nie Mingxian and Lan Tianlu both turned their heads away.

The bullet hit him right between the eyebrows.

You haven't figured it out, huh? That's understandable, isn't it?!

Anyway, we've already moved past that stage.

Fang Ziye spent another half hour walking around an operating room.

They withdrew once midway because if there were ambulances coming up the mountain, they would definitely call to let Fang Ziye know immediately if there were any critically ill patients being transferred to the sanatorium.

This time, it's a case of a ruptured aorta and a ruptured retroperitoneal hematoma.

Fang Ziye is very familiar with the treatment of ruptured retroperitoneal hematoma; a single-valve sheath solves everything.

This was a surgery that Fang Ziye had already mastered during his residency, so it gave Professor Gong Jiahe and others in the Department of Trauma Surgery a second lesson.

The aortic rupture was treated by Zhou Fuyong, the associate chief physician of vascular surgery.

Suturing large blood vessels is not particularly difficult.

Then, Fang Ziye went out to hunt again, leaving more professors 'idle' out of the operating room.

Fang Ziye is too fast!

Or rather, Fang Ziye's speed in stopping bleeding and performing emergency treatment was simply too fast.

Chen Song also delegated authority to Fang Ziye, who was the group leader. Therefore, Fang Ziye could leave after completing the key operations with a clear conscience, leaving the other operations to other professors.

Don't ask, the answer is always the team leader!
What is a team leader? They are the ones who lead the team. Even a temporary team leader is still a team leader.

Fang Ziye's speed can maximize the efficiency of rescue.

If the volume is large, improving efficiency is the only solution.

If the efficiency is high enough, patients can be fed one at a time, and there won't be enough to keep piling up...

"Director Song, the instrument packs in the operating room are almost used up again." At eight o'clock in the morning, a nurse in the operating room who was responsible for counting the instruments said this.

"What? I only delivered about twenty sets around six o'clock?" Song Libo was a little numb; he was currently preparing the anesthetic.

This item also needs to be restocked now.

We just delivered sterile cotton pads, gauze, bandages, and other supplies, but we're already short of equipment again.
"Director Song, the surgical instruments are being used up very quickly, and there's simply not enough time to sterilize them."

"Especially sterile sheets!~"

"Surgeries are being performed too quickly; right now, only two operating rooms are still open!"

“The other operating rooms are already closed,” the nurse replied.

Song Libo's breathing immediately became rapid: "How many people have died in the nursing home so far?"

The quickest way to end surgery is for the patient to die, rather than effectively completing the surgery.

They left decisively, so they didn't even need to set up a stage.

"Four in surgery, five in internal medicine!"

“Four at the door,” the head nurse replied in a somber tone.

He then opened the data statistics in the WeChat group: "We have treated a total of nine critically ill surgical patients and six critically ill internal medicine patients."

"Fuck~~"

"Really? Don't give me fake statistics!" Song Libo yelled.

"This data was compiled by Professor Yang Fenggen of the Department of Internal Medicine, so it is accurate."

"The three additional deaths only occurred after Professor Fang from the surgical team returned to take over the surgical emergency care," the head nurse said with absolute certainty.

"Did he go down to fight Yama, the King of Hell, for his life?" Song Libo asked incredulously, his voice trembling.

He hasn't had time to pay attention to these things because his current task is to plunder and provide various supplies to the sanatorium.

In other aspects, he can only pay attention to them periodically; he can't keep a constant eye on them.

"do not know."

"Director Song, we also need to prepare some surgical instruments and sterile packs." The head nurse simply mentioned her own shortage.
Yes, we have them all!

"Damn it, we have everything!" Song Libo assured him.

This time, someone's used an invincible cheat code!!!
(End of this chapter)