Time passed by minute by minute.
The atmosphere outside the emergency department operating room gradually became solemn.
Dean Gao paced back and forth nervously, looking up in the direction of the operating room door from time to time.
Old Liu, who was pulling the corpse cart, was smoking cigarettes one after another.
Others were equally restless.
On the other hand, the family members did not cry or make trouble, and sat quietly on chairs outside.
Suddenly, Dean Gao's cell phone rang.
After glancing at the call, he pressed answer with some confusion.
"Dean Gao, the operation failed." A sneaky voice came.
Dean Gao hesitated for a moment and asked tremblingly: "Ancient?"
"Well, the heart transplant didn't work."
After hearing the news, Dean Gao sat down on his chair and trembled: "Where's Expert Wu? He must have a solution, right?"
The person on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment and said helplessly: "He asked me to call you to inform you."
Obviously, Expert Wu failed completely.
The big shot couldn't get off the operating table, so I called him.
Ancient status is precious, and Wu Siqi obviously understands the consequences of failure.
The other party came all the way to Beichen for surgery, but it failed.
Even if the brands of the Second Hospital and Expert Wu were ruined, they would probably be severely held accountable.
Dean Gao was silent and couldn't say a word.
Another nervous voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Expert Wu asked me to tell you that he can last up to two hours."
Two hours does not mean that the operation can be performed for two hours, but the time the patient's body can still maintain its functions.
Once it times out, you can't save it even if you want to.
"I see."
Dean Gao replied dully, as if he were mourning for his heir.
What can you do in two hours?
Is it possible to let him find another heart?
But a heart is not that easy to obtain, not to mention that it requires adaptation.
Simply put, the patient is hopeless.
He didn't know how long he thought about it, until a burst of cheers woke him up.
"Success!"
"A miracle, I witnessed a medical miracle."
"Damn it, I shouldn't have doubted Brother Ye."
Dean Gao finally reacted when he heard the cheers from everyone.
Ma Jiyun's operation was successful.
Looking at the patient's family members who were kneeling on the ground, Dean Gao couldn't believe it and slapped himself hard.
Then he murmured: "How did he do it?"
The next second, a flash of light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Then he walked forward quickly and knelt on the ground.
"Doctor Ye, help me."
Ye Lan had just helped the patient's mother up when she saw Dean Gao kneeling in front of him.
Thinking that he was dazzled, he kicked him out in a daze.
Dean Gao's fat body rolled twice on the ground, and then he got up quickly.
At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else and hugged Ye Lan's thigh.
Wailed: "Ye Shen, only you can save me! That bastard Wu Siqi, he messed up the operation!"
The scene suddenly became quiet, and the medical staff were stunned.
The famous expert Wu actually failed.
But Ye Lan, whom everyone was not optimistic about, miraculously succeeded.
It pales in comparison.
Dean Gao burst into tears, Ye Lan frowned slightly and broke away.
This is not a case he encountered. Whether he takes action or not does not count as breaking the rules of Yan Yi's inheritance.
"I'm tired!"
He refused coldly.
As a doctor, it is your duty to save lives and heal the wounded. Heart transplant surgery is different from other surgeries. Once it fails, there is almost no possibility of saving it.
Even if you are a cultivator, if you don't have a heart, you will still die.
Immediately, he turned around and strode towards the office.
Looking at the retreating figure, all the strength in Dean Gao's body was suddenly drained away, and he collapsed weakly on the ground.
Then, he slapped himself hard.
"I'm really not a fucking human being. I don't believe in Dr. Ye or that bullshit expert."
He was slapped several times in a row, and his whole face became swollen.
Then he got up in despair and stumbled towards operating room 3.
For such a person, any concealment is likely to be met with outrageous wrath.
...
Twenty minutes later.
Ye Lan's office door was pushed open.
Dean Gao looked at him pitifully like a primary school student who had made a mistake, then stood aside with his head lowered.
Another middle-aged man with a crew cut stood up.
"Dr. Ye, please come with me."
Ye Lan raised his head from behind the computer and glanced doubtfully.
"Is something wrong?"
"One hundred million to save the patient in operating room No. 3." The crew-cut man said in a tone that he could not refuse.
Ye Lan glanced at him lightly, "I'm not free."
The flat-haired man frowned slightly, vaguely unhappy, but still maintained a kind tone.
"You can raise the price as you like. Moreover, Dean Gao will retire today and Wu Siqi will quit the industry tomorrow. Also, I can appoint you as the president of Beichen Second Hospital now."
Apparently, Dean Gao told everything on the way here.
The crew cut man's move was not only to help him vent his anger, but also to coerce him.
One word can make a dean retire, make a flourishing doctor ruin his career, and it can also make Ye Lan suffer from pain and suffering.
Ye Lan leaned back, "Are you threatening me?"
The flat-headed young man's face darkened, he took a deep breath and was about to have an attack.
Behind him, a woman's voice came.
"Okay, let me talk to him."
Then, a woman wearing a hat and mask walked out of the darkness.
The woman was wearing a large windbreaker and had a tall figure, giving off the aura of a superior person.
"Doctor Ye, my name is Gu Yue Fuyao. I won't say any more. What do you want to do before you are willing to take action?"
"Can't be saved!"
Ye Lan leaned lazily on the chair with a calm expression.
Gu Yue Fuyao frowned slightly and lowered her voice: "I can give you money, power, beauty, even some resources that ordinary people can pursue crazily."
Ye Lan's eyes gradually turned cold with his proud attitude.
Immediately he said, "Okay! I want you!"
"Arrogant!" The middle-aged man with a flat head was furious.
Gu Yue Fuyao raised her hand to stop him, staring straight at Ye Lan, "Doctor Ye, you are very good."
After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.
Ye Lan calmly turned his eyes to the computer.
"Remember to close the door for me."
Neither of them spoke.
Dean Gao stumbled, looked back, with a bitter look on his face, and carefully closed the door.
...
Ye Lan didn't take it to heart.
Doctor Yan does not need to look at anyone's face when he acts.
The most urgent thing right now is to get through this crisis.
Then find a way to break through the master realm. Only then can you have the strength to go straight to Huanglong.
As for now, he is just a dedicated doctor.
Write down the medical records and medical orders for tonight, then go to the ICU to visit the patient, and just be a good doctor with peace of mind.
After finishing writing the medical records, Jiang Qiqi suddenly sent a message.
"Good brother, just treat it as what my sister owes you."
It was followed by a shy expression.
Seeing this inexplicable information, Ye Lan was immediately confused.
