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At this moment, the contrast between the white walls and the blue sky at the Imperial Hospital is a pleasing sight, except for the low temperature.

Unfortunately, the emergency room where Duan Yao was located was still in a state of extreme anxiety, with Xie Jingbai and Dean Zeng doing their best.

One person was studying how to remove the bullet that was almost in his heart, while the other was studying how to stop the bleeding and treat his internal injuries.

Finally, Dean Zeng managed to stop the bleeding, and the entire medical waste bin was filled with blood-stained cotton balls.

Dean Zeng almost breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, thank goodness."

After sighing, he looked at Duan Yao, whose eyes were tightly closed and whose lips were pale, and said, "This is really going to kill me!"

You must take good care of yourself, Youyou is on her way.

After saying this, Zeng Yang and Xie Jingbai both noticed that Duan Yao's fingers curled up reflexively.

The two exchanged a sudden glance, their surprise and delight palpable.

They're all doctors; how could they not know what was going on?

However, it was precisely because Duan Yao had an exceptionally strong will to survive that he wanted to live well, and he also wanted to live well for the sake of Song Beiyou.

Instantly, the two of them reacted as if they had found a surprise box.

Xie Jingbai, on a sudden impulse, became cheeky and said, "Old Duan, I know you're tough and won't be in any real trouble."

"You better stay alive, okay? If you don't wake up, I'm going to have the courage to woo Miss Song!"

That was quite provocative.

Unfortunately, Duan Yao didn't react as strongly this time as before.

He lay there quietly, his face even paler than before.

Seeing this, Dean Zeng frowned slightly and increased the intensity, "Youyou has been a beauty since she was a child."

It's no exaggeration to say that the line of people who like her stretches from Beijing all the way to Qingshuihe.

As far as I know, there are still several handsome young men who are thinking about her and waiting to marry her someday.

As long as Youyou gives the order, this group of handsome young men will definitely appear immediately.

So, Duan Yao, you should carefully consider whether or not you should wake up.

Xie Jingbai chimed in, "That's absolutely right!"

Dean Zeng's words are all true, and they are indeed quite serious for Duan Yao.

Unfortunately, Duan Yao remained unresponsive.

Xie Jingbai and Dean Zeng exchanged another glance and let out a soft sigh.

The two continued to examine the extent of the gunshot wound to Duan Yao's chest.

Just then, a figure ran from the end of the corridor outside the door.

Yan Dong, whose hearing was always excellent, turned around upon hearing the sound.

The moment Yan Dong saw the familiar figure come into view, she burst into tears of joy, "Miss Song, waaaah, you've come."

Song Beiyou finally arrived, her long, black hair disheveled by the cold wind outside.

A sense of fragmented beauty arises spontaneously.

Yan Li turned around upon hearing the sound, extremely excited.

Song Beiyou, his face neither pale nor out of breath, asked, "Where is he?"

Yan Dong turned around and pointed to the emergency room, which was still lit up. "They're inside. Dr. Xie said to go straight in when you arrive."

Song Beiyou didn't reply and ran into the emergency room.

The three siblings, Yan Li, Yan Ge, and Yan Dong, were extremely grateful and breathed a sigh of relief.

They were all people close to Duan Yao, and they all knew that Song Beiyou's medical skills were excellent.

Inside the emergency room.

Dean Zeng and Xie Jingbai continued, their expressions shifting from their earlier banter to a more serious tone.

"The indicators are even worse than before," Dean Zeng said to Xie Jingbai with a furrowed brow.

The moment the words fell, a voice came from behind them, "Let me see."

The sudden sound didn't frighten them; instead, it surprised them, and they turned around in unison.

When they saw that the person who came was indeed Song Beiyou, the two of them smiled broadly.

"Youyou," Dean Zeng called out to her first.

When Song Beiyou entered, she tied her hair up, put on a mask, and was now putting on sterile gloves. "Help me play support."

Dean Zeng: "Absolutely."

Xie Jingbai also came over and said, "Miss Song, the place where the bullet entered is very dangerous. If there is even the slightest tremor in your hand, Duan San's life will be over."

That's why I've been hesitant to take action.

However, his will to survive is still relatively strong at the moment.

"Hmm." Song Beiyou said expressionlessly, "I won't let anything happen to him."

After speaking, he took a few steps forward, looked at Duan Yao lying on the hospital bed whose complexion was not good but who was still handsome, and picked up the scalpel without saying a word.

In the eyes of Xie Jingbai and Dean Zeng, Song Beiyou was extremely indifferent at this moment.

What they didn't see was that Song Beiyou's eyes were filled with an unprecedented heartache.

That's right! It's heartbreaking.

Not only in the depths of her eyes, but also in the very core of her heart, was a pain she had never felt before.

This feeling was even more painful than when the Song family abandoned her.

Fortunately, she is a person with extremely strong mental fortitude, and was able to temporarily suppress her distress and focus on Duan Yao's wounds.

“Number thirteen pliers.” Her voice was steady, neither warm nor impatient.

Everything began to fall into place smoothly, and Dean Zeng readily cooperated with her, saying, "Here you go."

Song Beiyou took it and lowered his head.

Because Xie Jingbai and Dean Zeng had treated the area around the wound and the area around the bullet wound beforehand, Song Beiyou was able to place the pliers with exceptional precision as soon as he took them.

The heart is the most important blood supply center in the human body. The bullet was only two centimeters away from the heart, requiring the surgeon to be quick, accurate, and ruthless.

Song Beiyou did it; his speed was so fast that the two people beside him could barely catch it.

The stability of his hand is top-tier even in the medical field.

Before Xie Jingbai could even open his eyes to observe, the bullet was taken out of the magazine with a clang.

"Holy crap!" he blurted out, "Less than three seconds, right?"

Dean Zeng guessed that he was used to it, calling it "a small matter."

After successfully removing the bullet, Song Beiyou did not stop there, but continued to deal with the other things on Duan Yao's body.

Injuries to the internal organs cannot wait.

Unlike removing bullets, injuries to the internal organs require traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture to be completely cured and to prevent any future problems.

Dean Zeng anticipated that Song Beiyou would use acupuncture, and had already prepared a complete set of silver needles.

Without stopping, Song Beiyou picked up the silver needles and inserted them one by one into the corresponding acupoints.

This was no small project; it took almost from dawn till dusk to complete.

Song Beiyou went from being energetic and alert to looking weak and frail when he walked out of the operating room.

Once outside, she leaned against the wall to calm herself down.

Upon seeing this, the three Yan siblings quickly came forward.

Duan Yu also arrived and waited with them.

The four of them didn't rush to ask Song Beiyou about her situation; instead, they just stood there, keeping her company.

Yan Dong even prepared hot milk for Song Beiyou, placing it in an insulated bag.

Seeing her like this, he took the hot milk out of the insulated bag and handed it to her, saying, "Miss Song."

Song Beiyou was initially stunned, then slowly turned his head, took the milk from her hand, and said, "Your Third Master is alright."

As for when I'll wake up, I can't say for sure.