It was too late to formulate a surgical plan, or even to communicate with Zhang Lide.
Lin Wanjun took out the surgical instruments and medicines that had been prepared long ago from the space and made preoperative preparations as quickly as possible.
These things that appeared out of nowhere surprised Zhang Lide and others.
They just washed their hands and disinfected them, which took only a few minutes, and suddenly the originally shabby operating room was filled with many more things.
The doctor at the town health center had never seen such a complete set of surgical instruments, but Zhang Lide, who had worked in the provincial hospital, recognized it.
This set of surgical instruments is the most advanced and expensive. Not only is it available in the town clinic where everything is in short supply, it may not even be available in the big hospitals in the provincial capital.
"Doctor Zhang, please disinfect the patient before surgery."
Lin Wanjun handed the iodine, tweezers and cotton balls to Zhang Lide.
Zhang Lide is not stupid. He knows that Lin Wanjun is testing his professionalism.
The call of "Doctor Zhang" awakened the power hidden in Zhang Lide's body. His blood boiled and even his heartbeat quickened.
When Zhang Lide first started practicing medicine, he did not do so to find a job and make money, but out of great love, he wanted to be a great doctor who could save lives and heal the wounded.
Unfortunately, he was unlucky and his life was completely ruined due to a medical accident.
How could Zhang Lide not be excited when he walked into the operating room again and picked up the scalpel again?
Seeing Zhang Lide's professional and skillful preoperative disinfection process, Lin Wanjun's originally anxious heart was half relieved.
As the saying goes, the layman sees the excitement, the expert sees the details. She could tell at a glance that Zhang Lide was not lying and he really understood medical skills.
Then, Zhang Lide used a pen to mark the surgical site on Li Yuetang's abdomen. It was very accurate and reasonable. He even had the advantage of many years of clinical experience and made many feasible suggestions to Lin Wanjun.
Everything was ready, Lin Wanjun took a deep breath.
She walked to the operating table, took the scalpel from Shi Kai, and calmly and attentively cut open Li Yuetang's skin tissue...
Outside the door, Song Mingcheng and Song Zhanjin were sitting on the ground. The father and son were silent, just staring at the closed door of the operating room.
Song Zhanjin knew he shouldn't sleep.
But he could not resist the overwhelming sleepiness and soon fell into a deep sleep.
He came to a strange place.
Everywhere you look are girls' things, fancy dresses, all kinds of bottles and jars, and the room is filled with a cloying fragrance.
"Hey, let's go to the temple and burn some incense tomorrow. I seem to be seeing ghosts lately."
A girl with black mud on her face and wearing revealing clothes sat on a chair with her knees bent, her tone a little irritated.
This voice is very familiar!
He was the one who had been giving orders to Song Zhanjin inexplicably!
Realizing this, Song Zhanjin suddenly felt angry.
He took a few steps forward, trying to grab the woman by the collar, and asked her who she was and what kind of evil magic she used to control his life!
But his hands passed through the girl's body and he couldn't grab anything.
The girl knew nothing and kept on babble.
"I clearly created the hero as a mindless, dog-licking man who deeply loves the heroine, but for some reason, he seems to have developed a consciousness of his own and forcibly deviated from the plot."
"The vicious female supporting role I carefully crafted is actually thriving. All those male supporting roles that were originally reserved for the female lead are actually obsessed with her. This is really unbelievable!"
Having said that, the girl turned her head to look at the machine on the desk that was flashing with light.
"Tell me, is this computer possessed by the female supporting character?"
Song Zhanjin followed the girl's gaze and looked at the thing called "computer".
The screen lit up, filled with densely packed questions. He saw his own name, his parents' names, Dong Yingying's, and...
Lin Zhaodi!
There are no three words "Lin Wanjun" in it at all, only "vicious female supporting role Lin Zhaodi".
"I forced the hero to lose his memory, but he acted like a virtuous married woman and didn't even touch my heroine!"
The girl walked to the computer, sat down, picked up the mouse and scrolled down, reading the plot at a glance.
"Hey, how about I kill the vicious female supporting character and take her offline? What do you say?"
What does it mean to be offline?
Song Zhanjin looked confused, only to see the girl burst into laughter and start typing on the keyboard.
"Yes, let the vicious female supporting character die of a sudden heart attack. That way, no one can hinder the progress of the hero and heroine's relationship!"
It turns out that being logged off means death!
By now, Song Zhanjin had already vaguely guessed their situation.
It turns out that they are all in one book, and the author is the girl in front of them who can do whatever she wants.
He is the male protagonist in this book, and Dong Yingying is the female protagonist. In order to force the male and female protagonists to be together, she is willing to let Lin Wanjun die!
No! No one can touch Lin Wanjun!
A strong thought surged in Song Zhanjin's mind. He stared at the computer screen, watching the female author write line after line of text quickly.
"At this moment, Lin Zhaodi suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She covered her heart and slowly squatted on the ground..."
The fear and anger in his heart drove Song Zhanjin crazy.
He rushed towards the computer desperately, wanting to destroy the evil machine that controlled everyone's fate.
But it's useless.
He couldn't even touch the computer, let alone destroy it.
Song Zhanjin watched helplessly as the female author wrote down the fate of Lin Wanjun.
"As her breathing became increasingly rapid, Lin Zhaodi's consciousness gradually faded. She collapsed to the ground in despair and gradually stopped breathing!"
As this text appeared on the computer, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Song Zhanjin's eyes.
In the operating room, Lin Wanjun, covered in blood, suddenly turned pale and fell to the ground powerlessly.
Shi Kai and Zhang Lide panicked to save people, but in the end, they failed.
Outside the operating room, he and his father received the bad news.
Lin Wanjun died of a sudden heart attack during the operation, causing Li Yuetang's operation to fail.
Both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law died.
He and his father rushed into the operating room, only to see Lin Wanjun lying on the ground and stopped breathing. His mother was also dead on the operating table.
The author became more and more excited as she wrote.
"At the same time, Dong Yingying's father, Dong Xiaoguo, arrived. Even though the evidence was irrefutable, he firmly believed his daughter was innocent and even used his power to bring Dong Yingying back to North City."
Having written this, the female author couldn't help but clap her hands and laugh, hugging the Siamese cat on the ground and petting it a few times.
"Right? Doesn't this make things right? Dong Xiaoguo investigated the truth and discovered that all the bad things were done by the vicious female supporting character. Now that the truth is out, Song Zhanjin feels filled with guilt towards Dong Yingying and vows to spend his whole life making amends!"
The Siamese cat looked at the corner where Song Zhanjin was with its blue eyes, and suddenly, it spoke.
"Hehe, Song Zhanjin, you're here too!"
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