This man hired a bodyguard for his blood. I don’t know how much trouble I have solved for him in these years. I didn’t expect that even he was solved by this bodyguard like trouble in the end!
"It’s a pity that if the other party’s price is not too attractive, I really want to help you become a career!"
Didi Didi!
The phone rang in the pocket of the bodyguard who was splashed with blood. Tan Zhaocheng’s first body rubbed off the blood of Daoshan and threw the dagger at the tea table.
Take out your mobile phone and it’s a remittance receipt. Ten million dollars!
Looking at a long string of numbers behind one another, the bodyguard smiled strangely.
"Ha ha another silly force!"
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It’s almost twelve o’clock when Li Qiu speaks vernacular, but he and Liu Yanyan didn’t sleep.
After hanging up, Jianghan said nothing and his face was gloomy, so he could squeeze out water.
Willow smoke-laden didn’t sleep. Wearing a silky black pajamas, she was lazy and leafing through a Dante poem by the bed. Willow smoke-laden was sensitive. She looked at Jianghan and seemed to have something to say, but she didn’t speak.
"Tan Zhaocheng is dead" Jianghan sounds chilly.
Willow smoke-laden eyes blink and then face is full of complexity.
"Is it the Zhou family?"
However, half a second, Liu Yan’ s final decision seems to be a doubt, but it’ s certain!
Jianghan was slightly surprised. "What is not me?"
This moment when Tan Zhaocheng died in southern Henan Province, I was afraid that everyone would. This is Jianghan Hand-to-Hand, but this woman actually caught the key at a glance and hit the nail on the head!
Liu gave Jianghan a smoky look. Liu Mei’s eyes were slightly warped, but he seemed to complain, but he didn’t have a amorous feeling. Seeing Jianghan’s anger also calmed down a lot. Some parts of his forefinger moved and began to stir.
"What are you going to do?" There is no answer Jianghan willow smoke-laden asks.
"If the greedy snake swallows the elephant and doesn’t know how to satisfy it, just kill it!"
"But Zhou Jia …"
Zhou Jiaru?’
Jianghan looks angry!
"Over the years, what they have done to Liu’s house, I don’t know if you don’t say it? I know there is a tendency of arrogance in your bones. You are ashamed to cling to men and don’t want to give me any trouble, but that doesn’t give them reason to be reckless! Since they have done something, they should think that they will pay the price one day! Zhou Jiachu’s family and Tan’s nest of snakes and rats don’t want to run away! "
Volume 5 Feilong Day Chapter 4 Save people!
After Lu Jingyi left Jianghan, it seems that she has forgotten several giants and nobles in southern Henan, and she is generally preoccupied with the treatment of Chen Xuedong, a unconscious hidden dragon!
At the beginning, Jianghan didn’t show his mind, thinking that one day he might ask a ghost doctor to come out of the mountain to rescue him, but now he can do it himself!
A group of white coats in the germ ward of Qingsong Sanatorium look solemn and rigorous.
Chen Xuedong is lying in bed, and an attending doctor with a knife is preparing to help open the skull!
Even if a garment is sewn and then cut, there may be burrs and gaps. What’s worse, human skin and flesh?
The bright red blood gurgled out of the frontal side of the skin incision, and soon the blood collected and infected the little nurse and spread to the operating table with sanitary napkins around her.
Chen Xuedong, who has been sleeping for years, frowned tightly and his face was twisted in pain. He was trembling gently in his jaws.
I can imagine what kind of pain he is suffering now.
Jianghan, who was also dressed in a white coat, quickly gave the needle again to help Chen Xuedong relieve pain and let him go into deep sleep. Although Jianghan shot this time, it was dominated by Qingsong sanatorium. These western doctors said that there was no problem. Jianghan naturally wouldn’t doubt it!
The surgeon’s forehead was covered with sweat, but years of operation experience kept him calm enough. A little nurse helped him wipe it to avoid the sweat and blurred his glasses, which led to the operation failure.
You know, western medicine surgery is a very delicate job. When a doctor does an operation, he may accidentally fart, which may make a wound in the patient’s body with a scalpel.
There is an unwritten and unreasonable custom in China to ask doctors to be careful when performing surgery, and not to yawn and fart casually. The family members of patients will give the doctors a red envelope before the operation-if they don’t stop talking, they may even sew the anus and door for you.
"If the hemostasis operation is suspended today," an assistant said, looking at the surgeon with a hemostatic needle.
Repeated sewing will bring unbearable pain to patients, and if the operation is suspended at this time, it is very likely that they will go directly to work here after going out. Doctors and nurses know that this can be freely accessed during the operation and help young people to have this ability!
Without knowing it, what they saw was the first operation failure.
Of course, to put it bluntly, it really belongs to the failure of the operation.
The surgeon in charge of "hemostasis" decisively said that even if you have to bear the blame yourself and let the hospital bear the risk of reputation damage, you can’t put the patient’s body in danger. If the consequences of intracranial hemorrhage are unimaginable!
"Wait," Jianghan said, "I’ll help him stop the bleeding with acupuncture, and your operation will continue."
He is not in this hospital, and he has not considered what consequences the hospital will bear if the operation fails. He wants to make Chen Xuedong suffer as little as possible.
"Can you stop it?" The surgeon looked at Jianghan and asked seriously.
He knows that this young man is not simple, but he doesn’t recognize that his own professional field is not simple either!
"No problem" Jianghan nodded and said.
"Okay, let’s get started," said the surgeon. "We’ll do nerve correction after Dr. Qin stops the bleeding."
"Yes," two assistants promised.
Jianghan once again took out a silver needle from the needle box, which was one inch long and six minutes long. After J Ο ng cotton disinfection, he held his breath and looked for the right position, and then quickly shot.
Jianghan gently pinched the silver needle with two fingers, and its three fingers slightly tilted into an orchid shape, and then the wrist strength rotated every three or three times as soon as it entered.
Something amazing has been discovered.
When Jianghan needle was used, the blood flow in the wound was more urgent, but when he held the needle deeply, the blood in the wound disappeared as soon as it suddenly stopped flowing.