"Dean Lu, what are you injecting into the patient?"
"Why is the color so strange? Can you explain what this potion does?"
Wu Yong caught a glimpse of Dr. Lu's actions, immediately stopped what he was doing and asked with a vigilant look on his face.
The patient may die at any time, and injecting any medicine at this time is simply absurd.
"Doctor Wu Yong, don't forget you are performing surgery."
Doctor Lu frowned and scolded, "This guy is too casual. He dared to be distracted during the operation."
"As the surgeon in charge, I have the right to know the effects of this medicine."
"If Dean Lu refuses to explain, I will refuse to perform the surgery."
When Wu Yong heard this, he threw the pliers in his hand into the plate and left the operating table.
The doctors who were helping around were all dumbfounded. How could he just give up at such a critical moment?
Seeing that the patient's condition was getting worse, everyone did not dare to delay and immediately started to rescue him.
"Very good, Wu Yong. This operation has nothing to do with you anymore."
"Please stand further away and don't get in our way."
Dean Lu's chest was heaving with anger, although the surgeon in this operation was Wu Yong.
But he was the one directing the operation on site. Did you really think that the operation couldn't be done without him?
Dr. Wu Yong left the operating position without any hesitation.
Want to frame me? It's not that easy.
It is understandable that the patient died of cerebral hemorrhage, but if he died of an unknown drug, the responsibility might fall on him.
Dr. Lu quickly injected the medicine and then came to where Wu Yong had just been.
He took the surgical tools and began treatment.
The transparent saline solution in the medicine bottle was dyed golden yellow by the medicine, and the medicine flowed into Mr. Zheng's body drop by drop through the catheter.
The potion was filled with spiritual water and ginseng essence, and it entered Mr. Zheng's body the first time.
This greatly stimulated the cells in Mr. Zheng's hands, and the cells were activated instantly.
A large amount of blood began to gather in the hands, trying to absorb this huge energy.
This put a huge burden on Mr. Zheng's heart.
Especially the head, which was immediately deprived of blood, and the situation took a turn for the worse.
Mr. Zheng's heart rate suddenly increased, and then dropped sharply.
The sudden change scared Dr. Lu.
"Quick, inject one milliliter of adrenaline immediately!"
If Jiang Che were here, he would definitely know the reason immediately.
The medicine was originally intended to be drunk, but unexpectedly, it would be used by Dr. Lu for intravenous injection.
The drug is powerful, but it is absorbed too slowly, especially since the old man is still under anesthesia.
This also causes the spiritual fluid to remain in the meridians and has difficulty reaching the lesion, thus achieving no therapeutic effect at all.
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