Ah, whose main god was eaten alive by cannon fodder?

In the hospital, when Jiang Zhiyi appeared holding Fu Jingyi, who was covered in blood, a staff member immediately pushed a stretcher over.

After putting Fu Jingyi on the stretcher, Jiang Zhiyi turned back.

"Hey, family members, don't run, don't..."

The doctor behind him called Jiang Zhiyi, and saw Jiang Zhiyi running out without stopping.

The doctor was also anxious: "Xiao Lin, go and stop the patient's family."

Are you planning to avoid paying the medical bills?

After all, the person on the stretcher looked very seriously ill, and it would cost a lot of money whether he was saved or not.

Even if all the monthly salaries of everyone present here were added together, it would not be enough for this person to stay in the ICU for one day.

Before Xiaolin could run to the hospital gate, Jiang Zhiyi ran in holding a person covered in blood who looked like he was either dead or unconscious.

After a flurry of activity, two stretchers were finally loaded onto the elevator to the emergency room.

“My condolences, sir.

This gentleman no longer needs medical treatment."

The doctor tried to be as tactful as possible to inform Fu Jingyi that he was dead.

The handsome young man's face was full of sadness and looked lifeless.

Along the way, Jiang Zhiyi was like a puppet.

He subconsciously wanted to escape from reality.

I heard from the doctor again that Fu Jingyi had died.

The sad emotions surged out again like a tidal wave.

A tear of blood dripped down from the corner of his eye.

This startled a group of doctors: "Sir, sir, are you okay?"

They had only seen blood and tears on TV, but they didn't expect it to exist in real life.

It turns out that when people are sad to a certain extent, their eyes will really bleed.

"It's okay!" Jiang Zhiyi wiped his face with the back of his hand, and pointed to Fu Jingyi beside him while suppressing the surging pain: "Where is he?"

The blood was spread out.

It looks even scarier.

The doctors who were trying to save Fu Jingyi never stopped their efforts, and the situation did not look optimistic.

The doctor in charge of the rescue shook his head.

"Sir, please be mentally prepared."

The patient had multiple fatal stab wounds.

I don't know why I was holding my breath.

The chances of rescue are very small.

Almost zero.

I wondered what kind of misfortune these two brothers had encountered that they had been stabbed so many times.

There is too much violence in today's society.

I wonder how much hatred someone has to chop someone into this state.

Jiang Zhiyi closed his eyes.

His body swayed a few times and he almost lost his balance.

Finally, he leaned against the wall of the elevator car.

"We will do our best to rescue it."

The doctor spoke the same old comforting words.

Ding...

The elevator door opens.

Go straight to the emergency room.

"Sir, please wait outside for a moment."

The doctor asked Jiang Zhiyi to go out.

"I'm also a doctor. I want to participate in the rescue."

Jiang Zhiyi didn't move and put his hands on the stretcher.

He must save Fu Jingyi.

What should grandpa do now that both brothers are dead?

How would he explain to Grandpa...

"Sir... the patient's condition is not optimistic and we cannot delay any longer."

The doctor was helpless.

At this time, what they fear most is encountering family members causing trouble.

"Hospital regulations prohibit non-hospital doctors or doctors with special approval documents from entering the operating room."

Jiang Zhiyi turned on the video function on his phone and said:

"The person lying on the stretcher is the president of Fu Group. If something happens to him in your hospital, can you bear the responsibility?

Let me in, no matter what the result is, I will bear the consequences alone.

There is video evidence.”

The doctors looked at each other, feeling extremely embarrassed.

The Fu family knew.

If it was true as the young man said, the person on the stretcher was the president of Fu Group.

If something happens in their hospital, don't say they can't bear the responsibility.

Even if the dean came, the directors would not be able to afford it.

Finally, a few people gritted their teeth and pushed the person into the emergency room.

While the doctor was giving first aid, Jiang Zhiyi gave Fu Jingyi an acupuncture treatment.

All kinds of special medicines in the space are replenished without any regard for life.

After the operation, the doctors were shocked by Jiang Zhiyi's various methods.

Whenever Fu Jingyi's heart was about to stop, he could always pull him back.

Finally, we managed to keep the person.

His life condition was very bad, but he was not dead.

[5836 Block all news about Fu Jingyi and Fu Jingyi on the Internet. Don't let Grandpa Fu know.

I sent a message to my dad, telling him that I couldn’t go home because of something.

And find out who wants to kill my brother! 】

Jiang Zhiyi lay beside Fu Jingyi's bed, holding Fu Jingyi's hand which was full of tubes and said.

The last voice was extremely cold.

[Host, I modified the surveillance footage in advance. As for the body of the man in black over there, the police finally determined that it was a gang fight.

I have also blocked your traces, and the phones of the doctors and nurses involved in the rescue are being monitored. Without your authorization, they cannot share any news about today.

I will also keep an eye on Grandpa Fu's condition at all times.

The killer was sent by a man named Jin Nantian.

He is currently hiding in the basement of an abandoned construction site in the suburbs of Yangcheng and is wanted by the police.

5836 report the mission.

Xiaodianren is more serious than ever before.

The host's air pressure is too low.

It was so low that he was really afraid that the person on the bed would die the next moment and he would follow.

Although the mission was completed, the host committed suicide.

It will reduce the happiness level required by the original owner of this world.

"Brother, please wake up soon. I love you. Please wake up soon, okay?"

"Brother, can you open your eyes and look at your Ayi?"

"Brother, how could you bear to leave me here alone?"

"If you don't wake up, I will go to accompany you..."

"You know, I mean what I say."

If begging doesn’t work, then threats will do.

The person lying on the bed showed no reaction except for the almost invisible rise and fall of his chest.

The man and woman floating in the air were almost worried to death.

Red-haired Fusang: "Why is the Supreme God still breathing so hard?

Half of the soul has returned, but the other half can't come back. What's going on?"

The green-haired little leek floated in front of Jiang Zhiyi and looked back and forth.

I wish I could stick my eyes in Jiang Zhiyi's face:

"Who on earth is this person who can actually keep a dying person alive?

Jun Heng is a god who has overcome the tribulation and cannot fail at the last moment.

Otherwise, we will all be punished.”

"Let's wait a little longer. If it doesn't work, we'll intervene." Fuso made the decision with a sympathetic heart.

The gods overcome tribulations, and cause and effect are determined by heaven.

If you rashly interfere with the laws of nature, you will definitely feel the effects and be punished.

But we cannot delay the auspicious time for the gods to return.

You will be fined on both sides.

Let’s help God.

After all, the consequences of half of the soul not returning to its place for a long time seem to be more serious.

In the early morning, after giving Fu Jingyi acupuncture, Jiang Zhiyi left the ward.

The next time he appeared was at an abandoned construction site where he took refuge in Jinhua South.

Jin Huanan waited for a whole day, but no news broke.

I'm so anxious.

Logically speaking, he sent out so many people, it's impossible that there would be no splash at all.

This mission has a 99 percent chance of success.