Li Wan'er changed the medicine for Dayong in the room and sat aside to observe his situation, but she heard the sounds outside.

On the contrary to Wei Zhao, she was not dissatisfied with Dong Lin, because in her opinion, Dong Lin was just dissatisfied with Wei Zhao. As a doctor, Wei Zhao's excellence made him feel stressed, so it was understandable that he wanted Wei Zhao to make a fool of himself and save face.

And he was clearly looking for shame on himself, so she naturally didn't care.

But she was very dissatisfied with Xiaoyong and the other two. For the disease of Dayong, which doctor can treat it and who dares to receive it, it is obvious that there is no way out.

But Wei Zhao was treated and stood on the operating table for several hours. His legs started to tremble when he was tired, but he didn't complain, just to be happy for Dayong to be alive.

He thought about the patient like this, but as a family member, Xiaoyong actually doubted him, and he questioned him because of others' instigation.

In her opinion, this is the most heartless behavior.

So, when the door was pushed open and Dong Lin and the other two came in, she stood up and stood by Dayong, leaving the bedside so that they could see Dayong's situation, but also to guard against Dong Lin's small movements.

Xiaoyong believed in Wei Zhao in his heart. Although he didn't know the reason, he was indeed confident in Wei Zhao's medical skills.

When he saw the indifference in Li Wan'er's eyes, his heart was a little "splied".

But he had already reached this point, so he could only bite the bullet and follow Dong Lin and go forward to determine Dayong's situation.

At least I watched it myself, and I could go out and testify to Dr. Wei in person. He thought so in his heart.

The man on the bed lay quietly, covered with a quilt, his arms were exposed, and a transparent tube was connected to an equally transparent bottle above his head. The clear liquid inside flowed into his body dripping.

His face was calm. Although his face was still pale, it was not as white as he had just arrived. He could vaguely see the ups and downs on his chest.

Dong Lin had already grabbed Dayong's hand and took the pulse.

But when he touched Dayong's pulse, his eyes widened. How could this be possible?!

Although the pulse was weak, it was still beating, "Bang, bang, bang", and every move seemed like a drum beat on his heart.

No, it is impossible. How could he still be alive if he is injured like that?!

He lifted the quilt covering Dayong's body and saw that his abdomen was covered with white gauze and there was no wound, but his abdomen was more clear as he breathed.

How is this possible?!

For a moment, Dong Lin felt that he must be crazy, that he must be crazy, that he would see such a scene.

Impossible, impossible! People must be dead. There are problems, there are problems!

He suddenly reached out his hands to the gauze on Dayong's abdomen, intending to pull it off, and carefully saw clearly whether this person was Dayong and whether there was any injury on his stomach?

The moment his hand touched the gauze, Li Wan'er grabbed his hand, pulled him away, and sternly said: "What are you going to do!"

Xiaoyong, who was standing by, suddenly understood his intention, stepped forward and pulled him away and said, "Doctor Dong, what are you doing?"

Dong Lin looked crazy and kept shaking his head: "Impossible, Impossible, he must not be that patient. That person is so sick, how could he still be alive? Impossible, I don't believe it!"

Xiaoyong and Lin Zi grabbed one of his arms, controlled him, and pulled him away.

The two of them were very strong, and Dong Lin could not resist at all. He was unwilling to let go, but he still couldn't believe it, staring at the person on the bed with his eyes tightly.

"You can go out after you have seen it. If you don't trust us, you can take him back when the medicine is used up today!" Li Wan'er covered Dayong's quilt and said lightly.

Although Wei Zhao told her that as a doctor, the safety of the patients should be the most important thing and should not be angry or willful, she now feels wronged and feels wronged for Wei Zhao.

He worked so hard and worked so hard to save people, but in the end these people still had to question him and slander him.

Why does his efforts have to bear these things even if they cannot get rewarded?

Li Wan'er's cold tone made Lin Zi and Xiaoyong stunned. Thinking about her behavior at this moment, neither of them knew what to do?

However, they knew very well that Dayong could live now because of Doctor Wei. If they brought people back, they were afraid Dayong would not be able to survive.

Xiaoyong quickly said: "It's not that we don't trust you, we just... just..."

He wanted to explain clearly, but he didn't know what to say. In this situation, he seemed pale and powerless no matter how he explained it.

Li Wan'er shook her head and refused to comment on his explanation.

Lin Zi knew that Xiaoyong would come only when he had to come. He could not let Dayong be implicated for his own reasons. He quickly said, "Doctor, it's all for me. It has nothing to do with Xiaoyong and Dayong. I will personally apologize to Doctor Wei and ask him to forgive me. Dayong doesn't know anything. Please don't ignore him because of my fault."

After saying that, he pulled Dong Lin and went out.

Xiaoyong stood there, opened his mouth and wanted to explain something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He looked at Dayong on the bed deeply and turned around and went out.

Li Wan'er waited for them to go out, took out her thermometer and took Dayong's temperature. Although she was saying angry words, she knew in her heart that she still had to take good care of Dayong before she left the clinic.

The people around the door were still waiting for Dong Lin and the others to come out, and they were also very excited about the results of the operation.

The door finally opened, and the people inside came out, and Lin Zi pulled Dong Lin out, followed by Xiaoyong with a look of guilt.

Dong Lin looked lost and kept muttering to himself: "Impossible, Impossible..."

"Doctor Dong, how about it? What's the situation with the patient now?" asked a doctor who was a little older.

The others also stopped whispering and looked at Dong Lin. Although they all guessed something from Dong Lin's expression, they still wanted to listen to him say it in person before they could confirm.

Wei Zhao was still standing at the door, looking at Dong Lin with a smile at this moment.

Dong Lin did not answer, but Lin Zi beside him said, "Dayong is pretty good now and is still alive. Doctor Wei has a good medical skills. It is my villain's heart. He is instigated and suspected of him. Now I will accompany Doctor Wei in front of everyone."

After saying that, he turned to face Wei Zhao, and his legs were bent and he was about to kneel down.

Wei Zhao reached out to stop him.

There is gold under a man's knees, so he doesn't blame Xiaoyong for any reason, so he naturally doesn't accept it.

Xiaoyong took a few steps forward and wanted to explain a few words. Wei Zhao stopped him: "No need to say more, I understand your thoughts. If my relatives were lying inside, I would be more anxious to see him and confirm his situation than you.

My diagnosis method is different from that of other doctors, and the rules are also different. You cannot understand the reason why I did this, so you have this kind of concern.

I did this just for the sake of the patients. If you really want to know the truth, I will tell you slowly in the future.

Now if it’s okay, you can leave two people behind and the others will go back!"

After hearing what Wei Zhao said, Lin Zi and his friends nodded repeatedly, for fear that Wei Zhao would get angry and would not treat Dayong.

After they all left, Wei Zhao turned around, put away the seemingly unseen news on his face, and said to Dong Lin with a calm face: "Doctor Dong, what else do you have to say?"
Chapter completed!