Chapter 3687
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But Luo Qingchen was too fast. She didn't even have time to raise her hands to defend herself before Luo Qingchen slammed into the wall with a 'peng' sound.
"Ye Meizhu, this is the first and last time I'm warning you." She narrowed her eyes. In front of Du Jiu Sheng and the other members of the Nine Souls Team, she said in a cold voice, "I advise you not to provoke me, so I know everything you know and you don't know everything I know. You have no chance of winning."
Ye Meizhu never thought that Luo Qingchen who looked like she was being 'bullied' would suddenly have this kind of reaction.
She was just too fast, so fast that she couldn't react at all as the other side firmly grabbed her neck.
Luo Qingchen's strength wasn't clear, but it wasn't enough to kill. It just made people's faces turn red and it was hard to breathe.
At that moment, Ye Meizhu looked into her eyes and there was a strange fear in her heart.
That pair of crystal clear eyes actually carried a faint murderous intent. She originally wanted to say something, but her words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a single word.
"Doctor Luo, the operation room is ready."
"Un." Luo Qingchen suddenly let go.
Ye Meizhu bent over to take deep breaths while coughing.
She didn't even look at her as she turned to head into the operation room.
Of course, she naturally didn't see a man from the Nine Souls Team called Bai Lang help her up.
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Wang Zimu was seriously injured, with two broken ribs. One of them was in his lung and the other was a few centimeters away from his heart.
The operation room was very quiet, so only Luo Qingchen's voice could be heard.
"Hemostatic forceps."
"Hypothyroidism, nahco3150ml."
"Central venous pressure 8cm."
"Doctor Luo, mild mitral regurgitation."
"It's fine." Luo Qingchen looked at the electrocardiogram and said, "Continue injecting a small amount of mercury until the operation is over."
… …
After a five hour operation, Luo Qingchen finally saved Wang Zimu's life from the hands of the god of death.
"Suture the wound."
Luo Qingchen took off her mask and closed her eyes, finding that her hands were trembling.
It wasn't because Wang Zimu's life or death was important to her, but because at that moment, she could see Du Jiu Sheng's future from Wang Zimu.
If one day Du Jiu Sheng was the one lying on the operation table, what would she do?
Luo Qingchen shook her head and took a deep breath before walking out the door.
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But now … he felt inexplicably alienated.
Since the surgery was a success, shouldn't he be happy? Why was she still frowning?
"Sit, major Du." Luo Qingchen leaned back in her sofa and closed her eyes, as her heart couldn't calm down.
"What is it?" Du Jiu Sheng didn't sit. Seeing her cold appearance, his heart didn't feel good. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Is Zi Mu's situation not good?"
(End of chapter)
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