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The half-naked girl suddenly fainted from inside, he sighed at the girl's breathing, and immediately concluded that she was given an anesthetic injection by the dean.

He then winked at the board of directors, and the members of the board of directors nodded, and then he greeted the other four and followed James' footsteps.When they stayed in the office of the personnel department for almost 10 minutes, the disc and the doctors all walked in. James gave them a cold look, and the wind wolf took the disc and put it next to the TV. in the DVD.

The picture is very clear and smooth.

The beginning of the picture is that after they pushed me into the operating room, rescue, cardiac resuscitation, strong heart, electric shock... James' brows became tighter and tighter, until he heard a sentence from the TV that he was allergic to anesthesia, his hands clenched tightly We huddled together, and then he saw an intern cut open my chest with a scalpel.

He turned off the TV.

"It's a miracle," he said, turning around, "but he was the one who created this miracle."

The faces of those doctors suddenly turned ugly. They looked at each other, although they blushed a little, but the blushing did not prove that mosquitoes could bite them.

"Anyway, it's a miracle, and we should be glad."

A doctor came forward and said, and he spread his hands, as if it would convince others to believe him—but all eyes were on James except the doctors present.

"It's a pity that you don't go to work in the mysterious department," James said, standing up, walking around the desk and walking to the back. He opened the drawer and took out a pen and a piece of paper from it, and then tapped the desk with the pen: "You know what?" he said, looking up, "you talk like a politician, and I can tell you—I hate him, especially here."

The doctor's hands made some movements that only he himself understood. After a while, he retreated among the four doctors, and another doctor had to stand up. He said politely: "Please call us What are you doing here?"

James sat on the chair, and he took the paper and pen in his hand: "Can you answer my question? You have to know, I have a lot of doubts about this miracle—this Dr..." He glanced at Glancing at the doctor's badge, "Drcheng—you seem to have a lot to say."

The doctor looked back at the other doctors, who also looked at him.

"Okay," he turned his head and said, "but please forgive me if it involves privacy."

James coughed lightly, not very impressed by the doctor's humor, he changed to a more comfortable position and sat on the chair, then picked up a pen and wrote on the paper, "Can you tell me that you will give Xiao Yuan the first time?" Definite symptom?" James asked him.

"Suffocation," he replied, "mainly suffocation."

"No—" Another doctor quickly denied him, "His blood stopped, obviously an internal organ injury."

"Why extracorporeal circulation?" James continued to ask, ignoring the doctor's interruption.

"—you told us to do this," the last doctor stepped forward, "we wanted to unblock the windpipe, but you asked for it."

"Okay," James flicked his pen quickly on the paper, "As a doctor, you listen to what others say. I'm looking forward to what will happen to you when you meet terminally ill patients in the future—tell them to be strong? How many The month is coming soon, huh?"

He then said to the board of directors sitting around: "It's nothing else, let him go."

"What?" The doctor didn't respond, "So—you can go?"

"Of course," James smiled, "my only right is to get you out of this room."

He nodded and smiled at the board of directors as he spoke, and the board of directors nodded in response.

Wind Wolf brought that guy up, and James looked at the remaining four doctors. They all seemed to see their fate in 10 or a few minutes.

"What made you decide to operate on a child who was suffocated and whose blood flow had stopped?" James continued his question.

"Because extracorporeal circulation can't solve the situation at that time," Dr. Chen said, "There must be something blocked inside his body, so—"

"What's blocked? What's blocked?"

"Uh-um-"

He hummed for a long time without saying the next word. Another doctor came forward, and James glanced at his badge, surnamed Li.

"Pneumothorax," he said, "his entire chest was slightly raised, so we figured—"

"It is speculated that his sternum is as fragile as blood? - Why are there so many strange things this year?" James said a little sarcastically.

The board of directors covered their mouths and chuckled a few times, the doctor had no choice but to back away, James shook his head, and then asked: "It takes a long time to do an extracorporeal circulation, during this period you just think about how to create miracles and forget to look at it His various films? Or are you forgetting this?"

No time to read - the doctors conveyed this message, James resisted the urge to slap the table, and he gripped the pen vigorously. "What about interns?" he asked. "An intern can always tell you the situation. Don't tell me that you let an intern in for soy sauce."

"Er—this—"

"What happened after the anesthetic allergy that led you to have an intern perform the operation?"

"Because the rescue time is still within 7 minutes after the heart stops." The doctors answered quickly and used more professional words.

"Including allergies to anesthetics?" James asked with narrowed eyes, and the doctors wiped their sweat.

"Well, I won't ask these questions that you can't answer." He straightened his body, "If the heart stopped beating normally, why did you rescue him by cutting his chest instead of resuscitating him? —and didn’t answer? It’s okay—and then he had ventricular fibrillation, and why did you all stand there like pillars? Are you doctors or devils?”

"He was not suitable for rescue at that time," said the doctor Chen. "Using electricity will damage his—"

"Using electricity?!" James said loudly, "You mean using electricity? Okay—please tell me the professional vocabulary of 'using electricity', thank you."

The four doctors look at me and I look at you. It seems that they only remember the 200 joules they said.

"You are doctors," James said in a bad tone. "If you can't even save yourself, then why are you still here?"

"We did our best!" one of the doctors raised his voice. "No one knows how his heart started beating again, no one knows—"

"No one knows what you guys are doing, do you want to say that?"

"No, I-"

"When you rescued him, you thought he was dead, doctors. If the premise of your rescue is that you want the patient to die early, then you should bomb your back and blow up the school that made you graduate, because obviously the school is The culprit who created you people, I am not here to listen to your explanations, nor to ask you questions, because he is still alive-it is not a miracle, I have been trying to be friendly today, just because he did not die , so stop talking inflaming crap here, he's here now, coughing in the morning, bloody, I need you guys to take a look."

As he spoke, he picked up the man who had already fallen asleep from the chair on one side. The doctors came over and looked at him in embarrassment. James coughed.

"Don't say you can only check when you are lying down," he said. "I just need you to listen to the heartbeat, and then I will take him to any medical treatment he needs."

So a doctor put a stethoscope on my chest, his brows were a little tight, but after thinking for a while, he nodded: "I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Several other doctors came to the same conclusion a few minutes later, James had to take a look at Wind Wolf, he nodded, went to the door and opened it, James stood up and walked out.

"You are fired," said a voice in the room when James walked to the door. "Don't tell me that today's society is too competitive. This is a private hospital, but it's just written in a deceptive name. , your paychecks will be in your offices in 5 minutes - oh, don't look so bitter, what a day! Good day, gentlemen."

Wind Wolf and his group followed James to the parking lot. After James put me in the car, he turned his head and looked at them. "Go back," he said, "I can't take you to rob a bank with a gun now. gone."

All four of them smiled, and the wind wolf said: "Then you should at least tell us your current address? When will you get together, you know—"

"This guy wants to party," someone next to him patted his head with a smile, "Since Chriss left him three months ago because of his smelly feet, there hasn't been one on the street where he lives. Someone invited him to be a guest."

"You and Chris blew it?" James said with disbelief on his face, "Didn't you guys live like hell at the time? You also said that the reason she was hysterical all day long was because she couldn't see you. Why is your foot smell really bad?" To such a strong point?"

"Don't make fun of me, what's going on with little James? How did his eyes turn black?"

"Can't you just stop asking?" James opened the car door and sat in. "Are you going to come up?—By the way, that kid Maddo wasn't with you?"

"He returned home the day before yesterday," said Wind Wolf, "