There was no time to hesitate, and Zhao Fan's hands kept shaking like phantoms. Sometimes he held the silver needle on the child's twitching body, and sometimes he kept tying down the child's body with his fingers.

In just less than half a minute, the T-shirt, which was already sweat-filled, was steaming with heat.

"What are he doing? He is so thirsty. It's time for his hands, and he is still thinking about using acupuncture for first aid?"

"Come on these photos as soon as possible. These are all powerful evidence. It is simply crazy to send him to prison if such a person must send him to prison!"

"Why is the police not there yet? Now is the last time to rescue. If this continues, the child will really die!"

The people outside looked at Zhao Fan's movements through the glass, and many of them looked anxious and angry. However, when they saw the deformed metal airtight door, their hearts trembled, and no one dared to get close.

"What are you doing here? You don't know if you are rescuing patients inside? Even the basic qualities of medical staff are gone? Don't you know how to be quiet?"

Zheng Yunsong walked out of the stairwell with a cheerful sneer on his face. After seeing a large group of people surrounding the ICU door, he adjusted his emotions and shouted in a deep voice behind the crowd with a dark face.

"Director Zheng, that madman is here again!"

"Look, this man is like a beast, and he kicked the door of the ward like this. Who dares to go over?"

When a group of people saw Zheng Yunsong coming, they quickly made way for a passage. Only then did Zheng Yunsong see the deformed metal door. His eyes shrank and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but jump twice.

"Dean, please think of a solution. The rescue time is so precious. If you delay it, the child will really die!"

Someone in the crowd put his hope on Zheng Yunsong. Zheng Yunsong had the urge to strangle this person to death. The metal door was kicked like this, what could I do in the past? Didn’t he pop me out with just one finger?

But Zheng Yunsong is the director of the central hospital. At this time, no matter whether he is afraid or not, he has to solve this matter. This person’s inadvertent words were equivalent to putting him on the fire and roasting him.

Go and stop it?

Just kidding, Zheng Yunsong wished that the child would die immediately. At that time, Zhao Fan, a non-staff doctor, would have cured a child in the central hospital. Such a big medical accident would be enough for him to drink a pot in terms of reason and law.

Tang Xiaojing, who made arbitrarily decision to ask Zhao Fan to treat the child, would definitely not be able to take advantage of it.

And even if he really wants to stop him and save the child, can he do it?

Don't stop it?

He is the director of the central hospital. Speaking of which, all the responsibilities for this matter can be attributed to others, but after all, the incident happened in this hospital. As the director, he can't escape any relationship.

If you have to control the overall situation with all your strength and react positively, you will be more lighter if you really want to pursue it. If you respond negatively, life is a big deal, even if it is just to quell the public's anger, the dean's hat will be beaten.

Zheng Yunsong, with a pale complexion, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the door of the ward. I don’t know whether it was because of excitement, tension or fear, his body was trembling gently, his hands were tightly clenched, and his palms were covered with sweat.

"No one is allowed to go in. Now is the critical moment to save people, and no one is allowed to disturb him!"

Tang Xiaojing's anxious voice came, and it was like the sound of nature in Zheng Yunsong's ears. He hesitated deliberately and looked back at Tang Xiaojing who was rushing over. This delay just left enough time for Tang Xiaojing to block the door of the ward.

"Tang Xiaojing, life is a big deal. You are the vice president of our hospital. What do you want to do?"

Zheng Yunsong had good acting skills. After breathing a sigh of relief, he soon shouted loudly at Tang Xiaojing with anger.

"Director Tang, what are you doing? You know that person. At this time, it is most effective if you come forward to stop him. Please stop him quickly. This child is so pitiful that you can't just let her die!"

"Yes, Dean Tang, we all respect your character. You can't let us down! This person was your decision to let him treat his child. If something really happens, you will not be able to escape. Why do you ruin your bright future for such an unknown young man?"

When everyone saw Tang Xiaojing coming, their eyes lit up and felt that things had finally turned around. After all, Tang Xiaojing was the one who asked Zhao Fan to treat the child. Now that something went wrong, only Tang Xiaojing could persuade the murderer to stop quickly.

"I can trust his medical skills. Since he dares to drive you all out, he will be sure to save the child!"

Tang Xiaojing looked at Zhao Fan, who was piercing the child's fingertips with a silver needle at this moment, and his face recovered a little calmer. He looked back at the people in front of him and said loudly in a firm tone.

"Tang Xiaojing, do you know what you are talking about? You dare to let a doctor who came out of nowhere start treating the disease in our hospital. I haven't pursued you yet. Now that such a big thing has happened, you still don't repent. Human life is at stake, human life is at stake. As a vice president and a doctor, do you have no basic medical ethics?"

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy this madman gave you, which made you rush to let him prove some shitty medical skills, but now every minute and every second is related to whether a child can survive. You can't tell whether you are so cruel and bet on a life?

For Zheng Yunsong, speaking in a scene, putting a hat and inciting emotions is basically a skillful way to get it. At this moment, his eyes were red, his face turned pale, and his face was full of disappointment, anger, and regret.

If this person goes to a movie, he will definitely be a movie hero. Most people want to express so many emotions simply through one expression, and their faces will probably be deformed, but he can easily let people read these emotions from his face.

"Everyone, get out of the way, the comrades from the Health Bureau are here!"

A voice came from behind the crowd. When everyone looked back, they saw Chen Feng greeting Zhang Yelei.

"Director Chen, I didn't expect that we will meet again so soon!"

"Director Zhang, it's such a coincidence that you are on the police again!"

While talking, the two of them also approached the door of the ICU ward. Through the transparent glass of the ward, they saw Zhao Fan standing quietly beside the bed and looking at the patient in the ward.

"It's really three times a day, and it can't be missed once!"

Zhang Yelei patted the back of his head with a wry smile. Although it was already early in the morning, he habitually felt that the day was not over. After seeing Zhao Fan with a solemn expression, he felt a big head.

"Comrade Police, you are here. Hurry up, arrest the murderer! If you don't hurry up, the child inside will die!"

"I am Zheng Yunsong, the director of the Central Hospital. Tang Xiaojing, the vice president of our hospital, made arbitrarily decision and asked outsiders to treat patients in our hospital. Now a major medical accident has been caused. Please investigate him immediately!"

Seeing these two groups of people arrive, the people on the side shouted at several policemen, telling Zhao Fan's crimes in a verbal way. Zheng Yunsong immediately arrived in front of Chen Feng of the Health Bureau and pointed directly at Tang Xiaojing and Zhao Fan. Zhang Yelei and Chen Feng were both a little stunned. They knew Zhao Fan's medical skills. How could a doctor who had a solution to Wen Chenggong's wife treat the patient to death?

"He's out, he's out!"

Just as the few people were delaying, they kept staring at the people in the ward and took a few steps back with fear, pointing at Zhao Fan who was walking towards the door and shouting.

At this time, Zhang Yelei had just seen the ward door blocked by Tang Xiaojing and Zheng Yunsong, looking at the deformed metal door. He was also shocked. Is this something human power can do? What kind of freak is that kid?

A creaking sound sounded, and the group of people around the door of the ward were all panicked and kept retreating. Zhao Fan grabbed the deformed ward door with both hands, pulled it down and threw it aside, and then walked to the door of the ward with a cold expression.

"How is the child?"

"Brother Zhao, how is Mengmeng?"

Tang Xiaojing and Zhuang Xinyi, who were trying hard to squeeze over, shouted nervously at the same time.

"Save it!"

Zhao Fan's face was still cold, and his eyes swept across the faces of everyone at the door. Everyone saw his chilled gaze, unknowingly shivered and took a few steps back again.

"Impossible, impossible, how could he save it!"

Zheng Yunsong heard Zhao Fan's extremely calm words and his face was slightly trembling. He couldn't help but trembled, while shaking his head constantly while talking to himself. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Fan's shiny gaze staring at him tightly, feeling panic, as if all the secrets had been seen through by him.

"Doctor Zhuang, you are responsible for the child's ward. Since I left yesterday, how many people have entered the ward to see the child, you should remember? Who has had physical contact with the child? Do you still remember?"

Zhao Fan waved his hand and interrupted Zhang Yelei who was about to speak, turned to look at Zhuang Xinyi and asked.

In Zhang Yelei's mind, Zhao Fan always looked like he was laughing and not showing any signs of integrity. At this moment, he suddenly saw him so serious, his face changed. He hesitated for a moment and did not speak anymore.

"Apart from the doctors in our hospital, the only outsider is a very beautiful lady. She said she heard about Mengmeng and wanted to donate her. She brought a plush toy to Mengmeng. When she left, she paid off Mengmeng's medical expenses. Although they had visited Mengmeng, they had no physical contact with her."

Zhuang Xinyan didn't understand what Zhao Fan meant, and after thinking for a while, she said softly. While speaking, her eyes were still looking at the child in the ward, her face full of worry.

"Have you never seen this person before? Did she say her name?"

Zhao Fan was a little surprised. He was almost sure that this matter was done by Zheng Yunsong, and the purpose was to avenge Zheng Hong. But now, after Zhuang Xinyan said this, things became confusing again.

"I haven't seen her before, and she didn't say her name."

Zhuang Xinyi shook her head gently.

"So have you left the ward, and have your child stayed alone in the ward?"

Zhao Fan thought about it and asked again frowned.

"What the hell are you trying to do? You said that the child has been rescued by you, why don't we let us in and take a look? The child is afraid he is dead, right? Do you want to divert the target and shirk the blame? The police are not stupid. Who can you deceive such a clever little cleverness?"

Hearing Zhao Fan's continuous questions, Zheng Yunsong's eyes flashed constantly, and then interrupted Zhao Fan's words loudly, shouting loudly, and getting up and trying to rush into the ward.
Chapter completed!