Chapter 321 Commander Duan was a little angry and wanted to die

Outside the emergency room, besides the Duan family, there were officers from the headquarters and troops.

When everyone heard Wang Ziru volunteer to be the one to take the blame, they were all stunned and did not dare to speak out to interrupt their discussion.

Hearing Wang Ziru speak, Duan Suili's hands trembled again. He suddenly turned his handsome face full of worry, stared at the clear face in front of him, and asked solemnly: "Ziru, can you really do this?"

"Let me in first. I need to know the commander's condition so I can know how to save him."

Wang Ziru's eyes were firm and without any hesitation, she was about to follow the doctor into the operating room.

Sitting on a chair outside the emergency room, Mr. Duan wiped his tears, and with the help of the nanny, he hurriedly stood up and walked over, twitching and said: "Zi Ru, Grandpa believes in you, you should go and see Duan Yanzhi quickly, Grandpa can't lose his eldest grandson..."

Before Wang Ziru could answer, the surgeon next to her was shocked.

He pointed at the woman who looked like a village girl and asked in disbelief:

"Mr. Duan, don't you want to save Commander Duan? Even professional surgeons like us can't figure out how deep the foreign object is stuck in his chest. Why don't you take the lives of the wounded seriously?"

Just as Dr. Tian said, the injured are in an extremely urgent condition. If we delay any further, they may not be saved.

Han Suijing was even more unsure. He looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He could only look at his wife, "Zi Ru, how about you go in and let the commander check it first, and then discuss the surgical plan with the doctors?"

"Well! Uncle, I'll go in first. We can't delay any longer. If we don't perform the surgery, even gods can't save you." Wang Ziru had just taken a step forward when Duan Suili, behind her, exuded a terrifying aura.

Then I heard him say in a deep voice: "Zi Ru, I'm leaving my uncle to you."

"Uncle, you guys wait outside first! As long as the commander is still alive, I will never give up easily." Wang Ziru looked down at her hand that was unconsciously held tightly by Duan Suili. At this moment, even he was probably unaware of it.

"Uncle, let go first." Han Suijing took a half step forward and reminded softly.

Duan Suili lowered his eyes, then realized that he had lost his composure. He slowly closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them.

At this time, the director also came out of the operating room with a serious expression, and briefly told the family members about the condition of the injured.

"In short, we will do our best to rescue, but I can't guarantee the outcome. I hope you will be mentally prepared."

"Don't worry, Dean. I have hired a surgical expert myself," Duan Suili reached out again, his slender fingers resting on Wang Ziru's arm, "It's her. Please take her to the operating room for disinfection immediately."

"What is her origin?"

"We don't have time to explain. Let's talk about it after the operation." Duan Suili was firm and insisted on using the doctor he hired.

The dean was quite knowledgeable. Although he felt that the young woman in front of him did not look like a doctor, the family insisted and since she was the eldest granddaughter of the Duan family, they did not dare to be careless.

I had to bring Wang Ziru in.

Just at this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came towards the emergency room.

Han Suijing was standing outside the emergency room and vaguely heard his mother's voice. He quickly looked to the other side of the corridor and saw that it was the Han family accompanying Duan Yanfei to the hospital.

From a distance, Han Dixing raised his arm and greeted his second brother.

When Duan Yanfei heard that her brother had been in a serious car accident, she rushed to the hospital crying. The three members of the Han family who accompanied her to the hospital did not look relieved at all.

"Uncle! How is my brother now? Is he dead?"

Duan Suili turned around, his gloomy eyes wrinkled tightly.

Seeing Duan Sui-li and Mr. Duan waiting outside the emergency room, Han Jianguo first went over to greet them.

Mother Han hugged Duan Yanfei and comforted her gently, "Your brother is a blessed man. He will be fine. Don't cry, Yanfei. Go sit with grandpa."

Han Dixing had met Duan Suili before in a disco. He and Duan Yanfei went there to say hello. Now that they were meeting again, especially in a place like a hospital, he didn't want to bother.

He walked straight up to his second brother and whispered, "Brother, you're back in the city too?"

"Yeah," Han Suijing did not greet his brother. At this time, everyone was worried about Commander Duan and had no intention of doing anything else.

"Where is my second sister-in-law? Didn't she go back to the city with us?" Han Dixing asked in a low voice with a little disappointment when he didn't see his second sister-in-law.

Han Suijing raised his hand lightly, pointed at the two tightly closed doors of the emergency room, and lowered his voice: "Zi Ru followed the dean into the operating room..."

Then, Han Dixing's eyes widened, looking at his second brother's calm expression, his throat slightly moved: "You said that the second sister-in-law went to the emergency room? What did she do?"

"Help save people."

"..." Han Dixing turned his head to look at the head of the Duan family and forced himself to suppress his shock.

Perhaps it was Duan Yanfei's crying that made Duan Suili even more worried. He looked at his niece sternly, "Your brother is still trying to save her, why are you crying? If you keep crying, get out of here."

Suddenly, Duan Yanfei tried hard to hold back her tears and sat obediently beside her grandfather, not daring to move.

Elder Duan couldn't bear to see his granddaughter so sad, so he patted her shoulder and said in a slightly sad voice, "Don't cry, Ziru will go in and check on your brother. I believe she can save your brother."

Hearing this, Mother Han, who was sitting next to Duan Yanfei, was shocked.

Han Jianguo also heard what Mr. Duan said and asked hurriedly, "Zi Ru? Which Zi Ru?"

Sitting on a row of wooden chairs at the door of the emergency room, Mr. Duan wiped his red and swollen eyes with a handkerchief and said unhappily, "Don't you even know the name of your own daughter-in-law?!"

Han Jianguo looked at his son Han Suijing in astonishment and strode over to him. "Suijing! What's going on?"

"Dad, Ziru knows some knowledge of surgical bandaging. When you arrived at the hospital just now, she followed the dean into the emergency room..." Han Suijing didn't know how to explain it clearly. He paused and turned his gaze to Duan Suili.

Signaled to dad not to ask any more questions.

The air outside the emergency room was eerily frightening.

Song Jian led the two children and looked at the stairs from a distance, not daring to bring the children over to cause trouble.

"Master Jiu is so scary that I don't dare to provoke him. Let's not block the door of the emergency room. I'll take you outside to buy something to eat." Song Jian led the two children downstairs and decided to bear the pain and pay for the children to eat out of his own pocket.

At that time, the atmosphere in the operating room was solemn.

Commander Duan was lying on the operating table with his eyes closed, and a group of doctors were disinfecting his local wounds.

The staff led Wang Ziru into the operating room through a dedicated channel, changed into sterilized surgical clothes and slippers in the designated area, disinfected her hands, put on a white cloth melon-shaped hat, and changed into the white clothes of the hospital operating room.

He walked hurriedly into the core operating room.

"Commander!!" Wang Ziru walked quickly to the operating table and saw Commander Duan with his eyes tightly closed. There were wounds of varying degrees on his face, with blood oozing out. All the clothes he was wearing were cut up by the doctor, and his waist was covered with a surgical sheet.

The moment she felt heartbroken, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist and her vision became blurred.

Seeing that the man on the operating bed did not move, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye. Wang Ziru gently wiped it away with her fingers.

Perhaps he heard the familiar cry while unconscious, but the unconscious soldier suddenly began to twitch and his fingers moved.

Wang Ziru held his hand tightly and choked up, "Commander, don't worry. I know you are in a lot of pain now. I will give you painkillers right away. You have to be obedient and calm yourself down so that I can successfully remove the iron plate from your chest..."

Suddenly, Commander Duan opened his eyes!

The body twitched even more violently, totally out of control.

In the early 1980s, the operating room only used a simple electrocardiogram monitor, which started to make a "beep, beep, beep" sound as Commander Duan woke up.

"You go over and hold down that part of his body!" Wang Ziru used her body to hold down half of his body, tightly holding his hand which was gradually getting cold due to blood loss, and whispered: "Commander, don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you, be quiet, be quiet..."

The doctors worked together to help restrain the limbs.

The dean came in and asked, "Comrade Ziru, can you help with the surgery?"

As the director of the largest hospital in Queensland, he absolutely cannot allow uncontrollable accidents to happen under his nose.

"No problem!" Wang Ziru said firmly without any hesitation, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and send all the best analgesics and anesthetics in the hospital to the operating room. In addition, blood transfusions may be required during the operation, so prepare blood bags."

"Also, get me a warm, wet towel."

Dr. Tian, ​​the chief surgeon, was stunned. "We haven't checked the patient's blood type yet."

"How dare you say that? Go and identify the injured's blood type immediately and prepare at least three blood bags."

In the quiet operating room, doctors are seen as foreigners by everyone. Although the hat should completely cover the hair and the mask should cover the mouth, nose and face, they can still give others a strong sense of oppression.

The dean signaled everyone to act separately and follow Wang Ziru's command.

"Let me take a look at his injuries first." Wang Ziru lifted the blanket. The injuries on Commander Duan's body could be described as horrible. "Wang Ziru quickly checked the open wounds all over his body.

The nurse brought a wet towel.

She quickly took it and wiped the tears from Commander Duan's eyes.

"Commander, close your eyes and rest. The operation may take some time." He held her hand tightly, refusing to let go. It felt like a sharp stone was stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Tears had already blurred his vision.

But he was clear-headed enough to hear the quacks talking in the operating room.

Wang Ziru carefully wiped his face with a warm wet towel. Seeing his lips trembling slightly, she wanted to speak, "Commander, don't say anything yet. I have checked your injuries and you will be fine."

"Let me go first."

Although his body was suffering from severe pain, Commander Duan did not groan at all. His Adam's apple slid up and down with difficulty, as if every breath he took was trying to force back the tears that kept pouring out. In the end, only a few rapid breaths were left.

Wang Ziru noticed that Commander Duan looked a little abnormal. His face should have been pale after losing blood, but his face turned red.

It occurred to her that he might not have had a catheter inserted yet.

The next moment, Wang Ziru pointed at the waist covered by the sheet and said, "Put a tube on the injured person immediately. He is suffocating."

“……” Commander Duan was a little angry and wished he could die.