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Lin Ci'an was so anxious that he didn't have time to think about it. He rushed forward and pushed Ding Dama away. Ding Dama was caught off guard and fell to the ground, but the syringe had already pierced Chu Ziyu's skin.

"Which department are you from? How did you break into the operating room?" the surgeon shouted angrily.

Lin Ci'an didn't have time to explain. He pointed at the marijuana on the ground and said, "He wants to murder the patient!"

The surgeon and other medical staff were shocked and turned their heads in suspicion, but it was obvious that they didn't know the person in front of them. Lin Ci'an controlled Ding Dama and clamped him, "Tell me who sent you?"

"Let me go, I'm just a normal patient getting an anesthetic injection, who are you? This is a malicious medical incident."

When Lin Ci'an saw the anesthesiologist in front of him, he was so stubborn that he took out his cell phone and played the recording of the conversation between the dean and Zhao Min'er. Ding Dama's face turned pale. He didn't expect that he really had evidence.

"6872, have they forgotten about me? The syringe is still stuck in my arm."

Chu Ziyu was bored in the system space, playing with the little wings of 6872 while talking to him.

"Lin Shangshen is fine."

6872 didn't even know what he was talking about, he was so busy that he was dizzy.

6872 is still working overtime, dealing with the affairs of the horror copy. It really didn't expect that the crow had to do so many things. It is really too tiring during this period of time that it has been in charge of the job.

The surgeon and the other medical staff were all stunned. Seeing this, Lin Ci'an shouted, "Hurry up and save him!"

The surgeon pulled out the syringe and found that 1/5 of the liquid had been injected into Chu Ziyu's body. He picked up the syringe and asked Ding Dama, "What's in it?"

Ding Dama's lips trembled, "Bar, barbiturate."

Barbiturates provide sedation in small doses, but they can also have many minor side effects.

The surgeon looked at the remaining volume in the syringe and immediately directed other medical staff to examine Chu Ziyu. At the same time, Lin Ci'an quickly called the police and told them about the situation. But he did not hand over the recording to the police because he knew that with Zhao Zilong's power, it would be useless.

Soon after, a police car came roaring in. The police rushed into the hospital, took Ding Dama away, and launched a further investigation. Chu Ziyu was also rescued in time and was out of danger.

Zhao Zilong learned the news almost as soon as the police car arrived. He looked at Zhao Min'er who came from the hospital and said, "I'm sorry, father. I didn't do this little thing well. Please punish me."

Zhao Zilong looked at the child he had raised below. He knew Zhao Min'er's skills, so how could he not notice that there was someone following him?

Zhao Zilong could see that Zhao Min'er didn't want Chu Ziyu to die, and he had developed feelings for this nominal brother whom he had been with for more than a year.

But at the same time, Zhao Zilong also had deep feelings for Zhao Min'er, and he couldn't bear to blame him.

"Hey, kid, go down."

Zhao Zilong sighed.

Zhao Min'er also knew that he was showing off his tricks in front of his father, which was like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong. His father knew it very well, but in his heart he really didn't want to send Chu Ziyu to death.

On Lin Ci'an's side, he stood by Chu Ziyu's bed, holding his hand tightly, his eyes full of concern and self-blame.

"It's all my fault. I failed to protect you." Lin Ci'an said softly.