The president won't tease

"Kneel well!" Jin Xuezhang shouted, walked around in front of the person in front of him, and watched her slowly straighten up, which was only half the height of his body, and even the shadow shrunk into a small ball under the light, feeling great excitement and excitement. Satisfied, her face turned red.

Jin Sangwu raised his head, his eyes were firmly locked on Jin Xuezhang.

Jin Xuezhang looked down at her for a few seconds, but felt that he was looking up at her.

why? !

Why can she show such an unyielding look even at this time? !

Why not beg for mercy? !

Why do you still feel that you are lower than her and stepped on by her? !

His face became even more red, and he gathered all his anger on his feet, kicked the kneeling person fiercely, and then drew out the gun from his waist and pointed it at her.

Jin Sangwu lay on the ground, his arms trembled when he wanted to straighten up, as if the whole world was cut off, his eyes were dark, and the fishy sweetness in his throat kept rising.

But the effect of painkillers has not yet passed, and she does not feel pain.

So when the present discomfort was temporarily suppressed, she straightened up again.

Nian Si is still there...

She can't fall down at this time...

Jin Xuezhang was also dizzy, but because of his excitement, the blood in his whole body mixed with adrenaline seemed to rush to his head, his limbs slowly felt weak, and his whole body trembled.

He couldn't feel the environment around him or Ye Nians shouting.

In his world, there is only this person who is struggling to straighten up in embarrassment.

It was this man who made him lose everything!

It was this man who made him the current dog of the bereaved!

He wants to scream, wants to roar!

Want to tell the world that this person is the source of all evil!

The index finger on the trigger was twitching convulsively...

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two gunshots sounded within half a second before and after, splashing a large amount of blood mist.

The dusty concrete floor was instantly washed by the bright red liquid, leaving shocking marks.

like a nightmare...

like hell...

The whole world is noisy, there are people walking back and forth in front of you, and some people are arguing.

Ye Niansi felt like a leaf, being swept up in the air by a hurricane, constantly rolling and floating, with no place to rest.

She felt that she hadn't fully woke up from the drug under Jin Xuezhang. The memory of the past twelve hours seemed to have been broken in her mind, only fragments.She couldn't connect a thread, or she might have lost the ability to think.

The only thing she had a clear picture of was the warm blood gushing out from the hole in Jin Sangwu's chest.

Jin Sangwu, who didn't have the strength to cover his wound, seemed to have gathered all his strength, just to look up at her.

Like if she dies, that's the most important thing before she stops breathing.

It was as if he wanted to engrave himself in her life.

The memory is covered in a bright red.

I don't know how long I have been sitting in front of the operating room, the sky outside has gradually faded from the darkness, and there is a hazy light.

She remembered Jin Sangwu's words back then: "Life is nothing more than birth, old age, sickness and death. Birth and disease cannot be controlled, and the remaining two, I want to be with you."

She wants to tell her: the remaining two, she also wants to be with her.

If you can't be lucky enough to grow old together...

Last but not least, stick to it...

When Jin Sangwu was pushed out from the operation, his limbs returned instantly.Perhaps because she got up too violently, she staggered and was supported by a nurse.

I didn't bother to say thank you, and caught up with the cart in a few steps.

Only then did she realize that Weng Qijin and Qiao Mozhi had been sitting next to her just now, and now they had started asking about Jin Sangwu's situation.

Jin Sangwu was pushed into the intensive care unit, and Hua Gehe was the first assistant, frowning at Ye Niansi's pale face.

The chief surgeon was the director of Renhua and Hua Gehe's father. He said to them: "The bullet hurt the lungs, but the main problem is heart failure caused by pulmonary hypertension. The heart may not be able to afford the activities of various organs. So just watch and hope the heart failure doesn't develop. The next six hours are key."

Weng Qijin nodded heavily.

Dean Hua asked with concern: "Brother Jin still can't get in touch?"

Weng Qijin sighed: "The last time there was news, it said that it seems to be going to some mountain to play."

Dean Hua shook his head helplessly, and said, "You guys rest first, and I will study with some experts. Gehe, you accompany them."

After Dean Hua left, Hua Gehe kept asking, "How did Jin Xuezhang get the gun? I thought it would be very troublesome to get the gun in China."

Weng Qijin shook his head, "It's not a real gun. One of the thugs he hired used to be in the army, and he modified an air gun."

"You guys are also tired all night, go back and rest." Wagerhe comforted them, "I'll just watch here."

Ye Nians shook his head, "I'll stay here."

Weng Qijin glanced at Ye Niansi and said, "I'll stay here too."

Qiao Mozhi frowned, she naturally wanted to be with Weng Qijin.

"Then if you want to rest, I have a place to rest in my office. I'll buy you some food first."

Weng Qijin nodded in greeting: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Ye Nians stood outside the ICU, staring at Jin Sangwu lying inside through the glass.

The ventilator covered her pale face, and she was stuck in the bed with all kinds of tubes and instruments attached to her body. She looked extremely fragile, as if she would disappear from sight if she was not paying attention.

Weng Qijin stood beside her for a while, then sat back on the chair.

Wager came back after a while, bringing three cups of hot soybean milk and three pancakes.

"This one has hot sauce, this one doesn't." Ye Nians heard Hua Gehe say behind him.

Weng Qijin and Qiao Mozhi thanked each other softly.

"Here." Wagerhe stood beside Ye Nians again, "There is no hot sauce."

"Thank you." Ye Nians took the food.

"Sang Wu will be fine." Hua Gehe said, bending the corner of his mouth and showing a smile to Ye Niansi.

He gave her rare tolerance and tenderness today.

In the morning, Xi Suyu and Ji Chengfei came together after receiving the news.

There was a rush of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, getting louder and louder, and it stopped by Ye Nians ears, and then there was a crisp sound, and his face burned hotly.

"Have you not harmed Sang Wu enough?!"

"Chengfei!" It was Weng Qijin who stopped her.

Ji Chengfei wanted to say something, but suddenly a group of doctors rushed over, the leader was Dean Hua, followed by Hua Gehe, and they rushed into the ICU before they could say hello.

Jin Sangwu suffered cardiac arrest after a tachycardia within six hours.

Not long after, several doctors came out with a sigh of relief.

Facing the few people who came forward with concern, Dean Hua said seriously: "Her heart needs to bear the blood supply to the organs of the whole body, especially now that the lungs are injured, the bleeding from the ulcer surface of the stomach has just stopped, and the pressure on the heart is too great. , heart failure is still progressing. This time the rescue was successful, but next time..."

Ye Niansi's eyes were red, but not a single tear came down.Staring at the speaker in a daze, his soul seemed to be floating somewhere in the world other than his own body.

Weng Qijin had just signed the critical illness notice, and after dozens of hours of sleepless nights, she was also pale, and the hand holding the pen was trembling slightly.Qiao Mozhi stayed by Weng Qijin's side all the time. She was in good health, and she could barely cheer herself up after drinking a cup of coffee.

Weng Qijin frowned: "Is there no other way?"

"What about extracorporeal membrane oxygenation?" Xi Suyu asked suddenly, "Use extracorporeal circulation to reduce the pressure on the heart and give the heart time to recover."

Both Weng Qijin and Ye Niansi were stunned.

Dean Hua frowned slightly: "This is a way, but now the extracorporeal membrane oxygenation machine in our hospital can support up to 24 hours. But only 24 hours, Sang Wu's heart can't recover."

"Professor Lawrence in the laboratory next door to mine at MIT has just recently completed an extracorporeal membrane oxygenation machine that can maintain extracorporeal circulation for at least 72 hours, and it can not only provide a suitable internal environment without any burden on the heart, but also promote The heart recovered. But I don’t know who has sold the patent of this machine to now, let’s install the hospital’s machine to Sang Wu first, and at the same time, I’ll contact Professor Lawrence?”

Dean Hua glanced at Weng Qijin and said, "At present... this is the only solution, but the operation of the machine is also risky."

Weng Qijin turned his head and glanced at Ye Niansi, and found that the other person was also looking at him, with firm and painful eyes, looked at each other for a few seconds, and said, "Then do this. Su Yu, please."

Dean Hua immediately contacted the Department of Cardiac Surgery, and together with several doctors, started to connect the equipment to Jin Sangwu.

At the same time, Xi Suyu had a phone conversation with Professor Lawrence.

After hanging up the phone, he looked expectantly at the people around him, and said: "He said that his project was funded by one of our Chinese companies from the beginning, and now the patent is also in their hands. It is Baomu Medical. The person who contacted him recently is Baomu Medical. Zhao Xiaonian from Wood Medical."

Ye Niansi pursed her lips and said, "I'm here to contact Zhao Xiaonian."

She took out her pocket and found that the mobile phone was not with her at all. It should have been taken away by Jin Xuezhang when she was kidnapped.

Taking Weng Qijin's mobile phone, she was thankful that her memory has always been excellent, and she memorized all the phone numbers in her mind.

Zhao Xiaonian quickly answered the phone, and Ye Niansi explained her intentions, and got Zhao Xiaonian's answer: "Now there is a machine in our head office, and I will send it to you right away..." She paused , said, "But you must grant me one request."

"I promise you everything!" Ye Nians didn't hesitate.

"Okay! I'll transport the machine there first, and I'll talk about the rest later." Zhao Xiaonian said, "What kind of planes can be parked on the hospital apron there? I'll transport the machine directly to the hospital."

"I asked Gehe to tell you." She gave Wa Gehe the phone.

Hua Gehe and Zhao Xiaonian explained the situation, and two hours later Zhao Xiaonian stopped on the apron of the hospital with his medical team, machines and lawyers.

Baomu's medical team and President Hua explained how to use the machine and completed the heart-lung connection.At the same time, because the machine has not yet been put into the market, Baomu's lawyer signed some terms of use with Renhua Hospital.

When Jin Sangwu entered the sterile room with all kinds of tubes and more complicated machines than last time, Dean Hua and Baomu's leading doctor smiled and nodded, Ye Nians felt that his clothes were already worn out. Drenched in cold sweat, the pain in her stomach and heart invaded her consciousness at this moment, and quickly occupied her entire brain.

When Ye Nians woke up, Zhao Xiaonian was sitting beside her, her stomach was still aching, her heart was tingling, and her head was heavy.

She narrowed her eyes, frowned, and asked, "... Sang Wu?"

"Senior Sister, are you awake?" Zhao Xiaonian smiled softly at her.

Ye Nians repeated: "Sang Wu?"

"President Jin is still in the sterile room, and Dr. Hua said that her condition is stable."

Ye Nians breathed a sigh of relief, woke up a little, sat up and found that he was still on a drip, "How long have I been asleep?"

"More than ten hours, it's already the morning of the next day."

"You've been here all this time?"

"No," Zhao Xiaonian said with a smile, "I just came to see you this morning."

Ye Nians pursed her lips and asked, "What is the condition you mentioned earlier...?"

Zhao Xiaonian put away his smile and replied seriously: "I want you to stay in Baomu's Kumbu City subsidiary, Caidao Medical, as the manager of the planning department, to take care of and guide Xin'an, and to give everything you know as much as possible to him. Her; if she wants to resign, keep her. Of course, it will be after Mr. Jin recovers. I won’t keep you forever, just three years. Of course I’m very happy if you want to stay in Baomu after three years. I won't stop you if you want to find another branch, after all, I think you actually want to work for President Jin more."

Ye Nians smiled wryly, "Why me?"

Zhao Xiaonian showed her gentle smile again, and there was still a little longing in his expression: "I always remember the beautiful acquisitions that my senior sister helped us Baomu do. It would be great if you could come to the head office to help, senior sister. No, but I'm still worried about Xin An."

Ye Niansi sighed with emotion: "I think Xiao Ji still has you in his heart, don't let yourself regret it."

"I can't give her the life she wants." Zhao Xiaonian narrowed his eyes, "I am satisfied now."

However, I feel that Senior Sister, you are very close to happiness...

The author has something to say: Well, the dog blood is probably over at this time, and the next one will be sweet~

Thank you Luoxuan, soup, Five Immortals Teaching Xizuo, Qiu, Sumengwusheng and several little angels for their landmines, love, huh~!