Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

"Three hundred joules, prepare the defibrillator!"

The monitor kept beeping, the electrocardiogram lines were blurry and gradually fell to the bottom and became a straight line. Her condition was already very bad. The doctor remained calm and made a decisive decision to perform electric shock resuscitation.

Push the defibrillator to the bedside, apply conductive gel, quickly prepare for the shock, stand to the left of the bed, lift the defibrillator, watch the movements carefully, press it down and place it on the corresponding position in front of the chest, press the discharge switch with both hands at the same time to discharge, observe the electrocardiogram monitor, and then step aside.

The doctors quickly took turns performing CPR, one stroke after another, glancing at the electrocardiogram, hoping for a miracle.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and the nurse beside him kept a close eye on the doctor, wiping it away with gauze whenever she saw it.

Another nurse used a walkie-talkie to urge the blood transfer, and everyone kept their eyes glued to the electrocardiogram, trying to save this young life.

Lian Wu, the protagonist, was stunned. She heard the alarm on the monitor, saw the nurse lift her eyelids and announce that she was losing consciousness, watched the anesthesiologist inject adrenaline into her as the ECG lines were about to drop to zero, and saw a nurse give her an electric shock and a doctor perform CPR. The scene was filled with haste and anxiety, but her heart slowly grew cold.

Strange, how did she see that?

He staggered a few steps, his heart pounding, his pupils dilating in disbelief, his limbs going weak. When he came to his senses, he lunged forward, almost falling over.

Unfortunately, she missed her target.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked at her trembling hands, her lips parted in surprise. She tried several more times, but still couldn't touch it, even though it was right in front of her.

A wave of grievance and sadness welled up inside her, but when she touched her eyelids, she didn't shed a tear at all.

"How could that be? No, no, that can't be!"

She seemed to understand, but she didn't want to believe it. How could she die? Her child had just been born, and she had even notified her father and brother to celebrate this rare joy together.

How could she die?

She can't die yet!

The doctors were still working hard to save him. The slight fluctuations in the electrocardiogram made them work even harder. Lian Wu stood up and silently cheered them on, holding her breath so as not to disturb them.

Faced with the blocked road, the blood transfusion truck repeatedly honked its horn, and the driver, looking anxious, would occasionally glance at his watch and take out his phone to make a call.

Fortunately, traffic police arrived and led the way on motorcycles. The loud sirens made the congested vehicles give way, and they made their way to the hospital without any obstacles.

It is now 15:25 PM on the 14th.

After six minutes, they arrived at the hospital smoothly. The receiving staff were already waiting downstairs. Their brows relaxed slightly, and they showed a rare smile after their tense and anxious state.

Time was still ticking away, and they had no time to waste. They grabbed the trolley, loaded the blood bags, and rushed to the delivery room.

Rescue is a matter of utmost urgency, where every second counts.

At 15:27 PM on the 14th, the nurses in the delivery room happily announced that the patient's bleeding had been successfully stopped, bringing a glimmer of joy to the somber atmosphere and showing that their efforts had paid off.

At 15:29 PM on the 14th, emergency blood was delivered to the delivery room, giving everyone more confidence.

Blood flowed into her body through the tube, and her heartbeat quickened; things seemed to be progressing in a hopeful direction.

After some time,

Her gaze was vacant and somewhat eerie as she stood to the side listening to the doctor announce her death: "The patient lost vital signs at 15:35:12 on the 14th and has been confirmed dead."

It's really strange, and it's heartbreaking.

Then, wrapped in a white sheet, he was wheeled out, and two tall figures with slightly hunched backs rushed over, unable to believe that his daughter and sister were lying there.

I was so excited before, saying I was going to give them a surprise.

It was obviously fine before.

A nurse came over, asked some questions, and after confirming that it was Lianwu's family member, comforted her again.

Then tell them that the child is still in the incubator and needs family members to come and take care of him. After all, Lian Wu, the mother, has passed away, and now only Lian's father and brother can take care of the child.

Seeing the two heartbroken people, the nurse felt indignant but couldn't help but complain, "I didn't see you two when you were pregnant, but now that something's happened to you, what's the use of crying so sadly?"

Father Lian was taken aback, then composed himself, looked up, and repeated in a hoarse voice, as if trying to confirm something, "What? Wasn't anyone with her before?"

The nurse was also startled by the gloom and despair in his eyes, and replied blankly, "Ah, yes, yes."

Recalling Lian Wu's previous experiences, she calmed down and recounted what she had seen, "Miss Lian has come here many times. Everyone around here knows her. She's always alone, from her monthly checkups to childbirth. When she was hospitalized, only the nanny she hired helped take care of her. Even the critical condition notice she just received was signed by herself. There wasn't a trace of her family!"

The tone at the end was not friendly and carried a hint of blame.

The father couldn't bear the thought of his pampered daughter having to face pregnancy alone. When had his daughter ever suffered like this?

He almost lost his balance and nearly collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, his brother Lian helped him up, and he thanked the nurse to end the chat.

Lian's father clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "Si Xiunian! I will not let him get away with this."

Lian comforted him and brought the baby to show him. After the examination, the baby was fine and was fed some formula by the nurse. The baby was in good spirits and was waving to them with a smile.

Even though the father's emotions had eased slightly, they crumbled again the moment he saw his child. It was because of this child that his beloved daughter had left him.

Brother Lian didn't say anything, but sat quietly with his father. Both of them had sorrowful faces. Only the child smiled innocently, completely unaware that his mother, who had been eagerly awaiting his birth, had left him.

Lian Wu sat down next to her father, wanting to comfort her sad father, and also wanting to hug her brother who was holding back his emotions. She also wanted to touch the cute children she saw, but she couldn't do any of it. She could only watch, watch them grieve for her, and couldn't do anything about it.

Afterwards, his father and brother beat up Si Xiunian, who had not been home for a long time. They were willing to suffer losses to sever the cooperation. From then on, the two families had no contact for a long time. Si's parents felt guilty about this but dared not stop it.

The child had grown a bit older and asked where his parents were.

They took their child to the cemetery, pointed to the tombstone and told the young child, "This is your mother. She is the person who loves you the most in the world."

The child, innocent and unaware, happily waved to the tombstone and asked his kind grandfather with a question, "Grandpa, is Mom really that good? Even better than Grandpa?"

The father didn't speak, but just stared at the tombstone and sighed, stroking his head comfortingly.

Afterwards, Lian's father made an excuse to leave, and asked Lian's brother to take the child to the Si family to see his heartless father.

The Si family parents were very enthusiastic when they saw their grandson. They took out snacks and toys that they had prepared beforehand and greeted him with smiles, "His name is Le'an, right? It's a nice name. Peace and joy, a good meaning."

On the contrary, Si Xiunian's attitude was not so kind, and he glanced at the child who had his bloodline with indifference.

He didn't care about the child, whose birth date was unknown.