The nurse on duty immediately realized that something was wrong. The medical staff’s instinctive philosophy of saving lives and helping the injured supported her and she began to fight against the physiological reaction!
She bit her lip desperately, took out the pen from the pocket of her nurse uniform, bit open the cap of the pen with her mouth, then closed her eyes and moved her heart, and stabbed the sharp tip of the pen into her white arm.
The severe heartbreaking pain made her hiss in pain, and she gradually woke up. Read the book
Before she could deal with the bleeding wound, she climbed up with difficulty, lay down on the treatment table, grabbed the phone, and called the hospital's main office.
"Intruders are intruding in the ICU. Quick, save people!"
As if she had exhausted all her strength, after the nurse on duty yelled these words, she fell to the ground like a pool of ooze at the speed of a meteor.
Xia Xingran had not followed the troops back to the hotel to sleep. After receiving the call, Xia Xingran, who was taking a nap in the duty room, was like a thunderbolt from the blue. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes and ran to the ICU barefoot.
The movement woke up Han Chenluo, who had been sitting on the ground outside silently accompanying her.
He saw Xia Xingran rushing out like an arrow from a string, and he guessed that something terrible must have happened to her because she was so distracted. He hurriedly entered the room, picked up Xia Xingran's shoes, and followed her to the ICU.
When Xia Xingran ran into the ICU ward out of breath, she saw the nurse on duty lying in a pool of blood. When she looked up, she happened to see the murderer coming out of the ward. The two eyes flashed with sinister gaze, which was creepy in the dark night.
She heard a burst of rapid and heavy breathing, and when she looked up, she saw Wen Jichuan lying on the hospital bed, his upper body slightly raised, his mouth and nose breathing desperately, and the ventilator tube hanging feebly aside.
Wen Jichuan has not yet regained spontaneous breathing, and leaving the ventilator for a few minutes will kill him!
Xia Xingran took a breath immediately and rushed over to reconnect Wen Jichuan's ventilator.
The murderer naturally understood Xia Xingran's intention and immediately stopped Xia Xingran. He grabbed her by the collar as easily as catching a chicken, lifted her with one hand and threw her outside the ICU.
The murderer sneered, took out the access card and threw it away, preparing to close the ICU door with his legs.
At this level, no one can open the ICU door in a short period of time, and Wen Jichuan will definitely die!
Seeing this situation, Xia Xingran, who was lying horizontally, couldn't care less. He stretched out his hands to hold the door tightly, just to prevent the murderer from taking it away.
The violent murderer was completely enraged, and countless vicious fists rained down on Xia Xingran. Seeing that Xia Xingran still refused to let go, the murderer grunted and banged Xia Xingran's head against the heavy door, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound.
Xia Xingran suddenly felt dizzy, and her mind was as chaotic as a roller coaster, but she always remembered that the door could not be closed and refused to let go no matter what.
The movement alarmed Wen Zhi who was not far away. She ran over and was stunned when she saw this scene.
"Wen Zhi, hurry up, go save your father, hurry up!" Xia Xingran's voice sounded like a mosquito, signaling Wen Zhi to go inside and plug in Wen Jichuan's ventilator.
As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dog daughter. Although she was very scared inside, causing her whole body to tremble violently, Wen Zhi still found a gap and rushed in.
"Hmm." It's just that she was smaller than Xia Xingran. As soon as she reached the door, she was kicked in the back by the murderer and kicked out dozens of meters away. Wen Zhi struggled and arched half of her body, and then fell down weakly.
"I kill you!"
Just when Xia Xingran was vomiting blood and on the verge of despair, Han Chenluo took a fruit knife from nowhere. With his eyes scarlet and his mouth grinning, as if he was crazy, he slashed at the murderer left and right.
As the old saying goes: No matter how good your skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife.
When the murderer saw Han Chenluo's desperate fighting style, his usually calm and composed face suddenly became panicked. It was inconvenient to operate with one hand, so he had to throw Xia Xingran on the ground like a rag.
Xia Xingran, who regained his freedom, couldn't care less about himself being covered in blood and in severe pain. Lying on the ground and using his hands and feet, he hurriedly crawled towards Wen Jichuan's ward.
All the indicators on the monitor have become straight lines.
Wen Jichuan lay upright on the hospital bed, as if dead.
Xia Xingran gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, forced himself to stand up, connected him to the ventilator, and then began to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation and defibrillation on him with his bare hands.
Over and over again, again and again.
Tears and blood mixed together and condensed on her pale, almost transparent face.
When Bai Moyan and Su Wanwan arrived, they seemed to see two bloody men fighting each other.
Su Wanwan screamed in horror and immediately went to the security room to call for help.
Bai Moyan looked at Han Chenluo in the melee, with a cold look on his eyebrows, his sharp eyes as cold as a sword, and a sinister smile on his lips.
He suddenly pulled Su Wanwan, pointed in the opposite direction and said, "The security room is over there, you remembered it wrong."
Su Wanwan didn't have time to think deeply, so she nodded in panic, turned around and ran down the other side. .
Bai Moyan's eyes were filled with terrifying murderous intent, and his whole body was wrapped in ice. He opened his long legs and turned a blind eye, walking coldly past the two fighting men and entering the ward.
As soon as he entered the ward, his facial features that were still cold just now were on fire, and he rushed to Xia Xingran, his eyes full of anxiety and distress.
"Brother Mo Yan, please save him quickly, save him..." Xia Xingran grabbed the hem of Bai Moyan's clothes and squatted down in tears.
"Xiao Ran, are you okay? Let me check you first, okay?" The professional sense of smell developed through professionalism told Bai Moyan that Xia Xingran, who was in a mess, red, swollen and bruised, must have been seriously injured.
"I can't die, brother Mo Yan, please save him!" Xia Xingran pushed Bai Moyan away, with obvious anger on his face.
Bai Moyan had no choice but to agree, get up to check Wen Jichuan's situation, and take emergency measures quickly.
Fortunately, the delay was not too long, and Bai Moyan's movements were much stronger and more flexible than the injured Xia Xingran. After a while, Wen Jichuan's vital signs were actually pulled back bit by bit by Bai Moyan.
Xia Xingran breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that there was Han Chenluo coming outside. He couldn't help but take a breath of air and ran out stumblingly.
"Xiao Luo!"
She put one hand on the door of the ward and pressed her already sore leg with the other. She gasped and looked at Han Chenluo, who was bleeding out like a fountain.
Her scream distracted Han Chenluo, and the red blade in his hand was immediately taken away by the murderer.
The murderer tilted his head, curled his index finger to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the knife in his hand, and showed a sinister smile that was determined to win.
He saw the murderer raising his knife and standing tall in front of Han Chenluo. Xia Xingran didn't know where the strength came from. He lifted the chair next to him, raised it above his head, yelled at the murderer's head, and smashed it down hard. ..
Just listen to a series of "clang", "pop" and "crash".
The knife in the murderer's hand cast a chilling light on the marble floor.
Immediately afterwards, broken blood-colored jade beads seeped out from the murderer's head, sliding down his hateful face, dripping to the ground, and turning into terrifying blood-red flowers.
Finally, he shook a few times and fell to the ground like a giant, splashing gray dust and red and green candy wrappers in the air.
Amidst Su Wanwan's trembling sounds, Xia Xingran was like a red rose, withering into the ground.
Han Chenluo, who was also covered in blood, immediately slid over on his knees and caught Xia Xingran steadily.
The sky and the earth were dark, except for two people who were dressed in red.
In Su Wanwan's eyes, the two of them seemed to be wearing a fiery red wedding dress, which burned her eyes and made her shed hot tears unconsciously.
Xia Xingran was sleeping in Han Chenluo's arms, twitching the corners of her mouth, and wanted to raise her hand to touch his tear-stained face, but when she lifted it into the air, it fell heavily.
"Sister, sister, don't, don't leave me. Xia Xingran, please wake up." In the empty passage, Han Chenluo's heart-rending cry filled with despair came from low to high.
I'm stuck in my throat
Before I even had time to tell you about my love affair, I died in this world as you closed your eyes.
The director of the Ji City Public Security Bureau and Zhou Wei and others who rushed over immediately arranged for rescue. Because the people involved were complicated, the Ji City Public Security Bureau immediately reported this vicious intentional homicide case to the superior Shan Provincial Public Security Bureau.
Unexpectedly, not long after he hung up the phone, he actually received a call from the Secretariat of China's most important organization!
"When the top leaders of China learned about this situation, they urgently dispatched a helicopter and ordered Xia Xingran and others to be sent to the Peking Union Medical College Hospital as quickly as possible for treatment!"
