"I'll rescue the people inside."
Lin Qingqing shouted loudly from inside the door.
She didn't want to gamble on whether the hospital could save Grandpa.
It’s safest to do it yourself.
The doctor opened the door with an unhappy look on his face.
The person blocking the door was a little girl.
I thought he was going to use some folk remedy to save the person.
He said anxiously, "Family member, the patient needs scientific rescue methods now..."
"Let her in!"
Song Yiyuan interrupted the doctor coldly.
The doctor frowned deeply, very dissatisfied with the family members who were making a fuss at this time.
If you delay the rescue of a heart attack by even a second, it will be too late.
He was so angry that he wanted to close the door.
Lin Qingqing pushed the door open and slipped past the doctor into the emergency room.
If we delay any longer, something bad will happen to grandpa.
"Hey, stop right there!"
The doctor staggered, yelled in frustration, and chased into the emergency room.
Song Yiyuan also pushed open the door and rushed in, shouting at the same time, "Brother, come in and help."
Song Yunhui rushed in without thinking.
The Song family looked at this scene in a daze.
Everyone was confused.
In the emergency room.
Lin Qingqing rushed to the old man's bedside.
Under the surprised gazes of several doctors and nurses, all the ceremonial items on the old man were removed.
"Don't let her touch the patient!"
The doctor who chased in shouted to the other medical staff.
The other three doctors and nurses were instantly startled and reached out to pull Lin Qingqing.
The person on the bed is a founding marshal. No one can bear the consequences if something happens to him.
Just when several doctors were about to grab Lin Qingqing, Song Yiyuan, who had followed in, stepped forward and immediately pulled two of the doctors apart.
Song Yunhui also went to control another doctor and nurse.
"Clear all the people out."
Song Yiyuan pulled the doctor out while talking to Song Yunhui.
Several doctors saw that Lin Qingqing had dropped all the equipment they had put in place.
The patient's heart rate is decreasing rapidly.
He was so anxious that he shouted hysterically: "You are killing people."
Song Yiyuan glanced at his grandfather who was lying lifeless on the hospital bed.
His eyes were filled with coldness: "All consequences will be borne by our Song family, please leave."
"quick!"
Lin Qingqing turned around and urged in a cold voice.
The old man only has three minutes left.
Song Yiyuan's face darkened. No matter what the doctor said, he grabbed one person in each hand and dragged them out.
At the same time, draw the curtain that separates the partition.
Song Yunhui pursed his lips and pushed the remaining people out.
Seeing that the man was under control, Lin Qingqing immediately pressed the old man's shoulders and brought him into the space.
In the blink of an eye, she and the old man appeared on the third floor of the space.
Lin Qingqing immediately shouted, "Mumu, activate system number three."
At the same time, he dragged the old man to the room where the base cabin was placed with great effort.
"Hey, it's started."
After a few seconds, Mumu's hollow voice sounded from all around.
Lin Qingqing held her breath, picked up the old man, rushed into the equipment room of the base cabin, and gently placed him on the platform.
Then the hatch slowly closed towards the middle.
Looking at the pale old man being wrapped up.
Lin Qingqing leaned against the glass door and took a few deep breaths.
Five seconds later.
Mumu's hollow voice sounded again.
"Mr. 1, the patient has sixteen problems. He has a myocardial infarction in the left atrium of his heart. He has eight gunshot wounds in his lower abdomen, arms, and right leg that affect his movement. He has a two-millimeter nodule in his left lung, and he has a minor kidney stone..."
"Does it need to be repaired?"
Lin Qingqing listened to the series of diseases reported by the intelligent butler Mumu.
Pursing his lips, he instructed: "Don't repair the gunshot wound."
She had never thought of using a medical cabin for her grandfather before, because after the gunshot wound was repaired, the disappearance of the scar would be suspicious.
So I made two kinds of medicine for the old man to maintain his health.
"Okay, man, it will be fixed in 30 minutes."
Lin Qingqing rested for two minutes, then went to the Chinese medicine store on the fourth floor to get a set of silver needles and put them in her pocket.
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