Surgeon Blue Rose's little heart was a little nervous and beat several beats too fast.

Bai Fan's narrowed eyes seemed to be able to see into her heart.

After Blue Rose came in, Director Bai Fan said kindly: "I have seen your resume. You are the first in the medical school and you are so beautiful..."

"For a Chinese hospital like ours that is not too big, we at Dean Hospital are very lucky to be able to recruit talents like you!"

Blue Rose was praised by Director Bai and couldn't help but lower her head, a little shy.

Director Bai Fan changed the topic again: "But I heard that you were restless when you first came here. Did someone tell you something?"

"Doctors are materialists and cannot believe in rumors. You are our key training target..."

"Don't delay your work because of this...and don't forget, you are still in the probation period..."

There was something in Director Bai Fan's words. Blue Rose nodded shamefully and admitted her mistake. He waved his hand and said it would not be an exception. Blue Rose ran away in a hurry with relief.

She understood that An Jiayi would not snitch, otherwise he would be criticized together, and the only choice would be to look at Lao Lan in the morgue.

The third feeling in her heart told her that there must be something wrong with this old Master Lan.

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Deepak stood outside the internal medicine clinic with a depressed look on his face; Dybala sat next to him, skillfully playing a game on his mobile phone.

Deepak regretted that he fell in love with this young man who had the same name as him. He had come back to life, but his life was too useless.

Thinking of the child's cry just now, Deepak was very confused. Why did a child's cry give him a particularly strange feeling?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he clapped his hands violently, and said in surprise: "That's not human crying at all!"

Dybala was also surprised and asked: "What kind of crying is that?"

"Go and have fun, don't interrupt my thinking!" Just after Deepak finished speaking, this weird crying sound came again from the consulting room.

The Dean of the Di family and the young couple were all panicked. The child who had calmed down suddenly started crying violently again.

He had a ferocious face and kept scratching the young woman with his hands, even scratching her face.

"Dean Di, look quickly, what's going on?" the young woman asked anxiously while holding the child's hand.

Dean Di's face turned pale, and he kept patting the child's back with his hands to comfort the child, feeling panicked in his heart.

She was obviously well just now, why did she suddenly have another attack?

At this time, the child suddenly stopped crying, his body began to twitch violently, his eyes turned white, he foamed at the mouth, his chest rose and fell violently, and he was obviously suffocated.

Dean Di's face became even more ugly. He hurriedly picked up the child, laid him down on the bed, and pressed the child's chest with both hands to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

The female doctor with glasses on the side was so frightened that she dared not speak out. Seeing that this situation was going to kill someone, she was afraid that she would also be implicated.

"Dean Di, please save my daughter!" Seeing her daughter's face getting paler, the young woman was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

"You mediocre hospital director! Do you know how to treat patients?"

The young man also panicked. He changed his calm demeanor and suddenly cursed: "If my daughter has any shortcomings, I will definitely let you be buried with her!"

Dean Di's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he kept performing chest compressions and artificial respiration on the child.

But it had no effect at all. The girl's eyes were closed tightly, her face turned blue, she could not move, and her breath of life was gone.

Dean Di's hands were shaking nervously. He didn't know what was going on. He had never encountered such a situation in all his years of medical practice.

"I'll kill you!"

Seeing that little Luo Li's breath was getting weaker and weaker, the young man instantly lost his mind and rushed forward to beat Dean Di's family.

The female doctor with opticians mustered up the courage to come forward to start a fight, but she was too weak and was kicked into the corner by the young man.

Then, the young man slapped Dean Di on the head.

"Call the police!" a nurse said.

"Don't call the police!" Deepak reached out and stopped him in time.

The nurses were so frightened that they were stunned.

Dean Di was so frightened that he almost cried. Seeing that he could not escape, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

But the expected slap did not come. Di Jia looked up and saw that the man's slap was firmly caught in the air by a strong hand.

Deepak didn't know when he stood in front of Dean Di.

"Hitting people won't solve any problems." Deepak pushed the man's hand away.

"My daughter is about to be killed by this quack!" The young man pointed at Di's house with red eyes and roared, like a beast about to eat people.

"As long as I am here, your daughter will not die." Deepak said firmly.

Looking at Deepak with a determined expression, Dean Di felt a little confused for a moment, and an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

Blood relationship between relatives?

How is that possible?

This nephew who never listens to himself and makes his own decisions, or a nephew who competes with him for the position of dean, how could he make himself feel this way?

"Okay, then you can cure it for me. If I can't cure it, I will kill you all!" The young man yelled like crazy.

Deepak ignored him and turned around to check the little girl's pulse.

"What are you doing! You have become a vegetative state and are covered with diseases. How can you cure your diseases?"

After the Dean of the Di family finished speaking, he came over and grabbed Deepak and whispered to him.

"I never told you after I was discharged from the hospital. I received the true teachings of traditional Chinese medicine from the ancestors of the Di family. I was lying on the hospital bed and memorizing medical books with my eyes closed. Can I forget the diagnosis I gave to every patient before?"

Deepak could only talk nonsense to his uncle.

"Nonsense, you are already terminally ill, and you still have the true legacy of your ancestors!" As the Di family spoke, they had already taken out their phones, preparing to call 120 to transfer to another hospital...

Although he knew in his heart that after 120 came, he was just here to pick up a corpse.

While he was talking, Deepak had already grabbed the little girl's feet and lifted her up.

The four fingers of the right hand are pressed together, the thumb is stuck on the first joint of the index finger, the palm is hollow, and the child's back is gently patted twice.

"What are you doing!" the young man roared angrily.

Before he finished speaking, little Luo Li, who was in shock, suddenly coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of muddy black phlegm, and then started crying again.

However, due to lack of oxygen for a long time, I have no strength and my voice is not loud, but it still sounds weird.

Deepak then lifted her upright and pressed his thumb slightly on the inside of her neck. Little Luo Li's breathing instantly became smoother.

However, little Luo Li kept crying, scratching Deepak crazily with her hands, and her expression was very ferocious...
Chapter completed!