Chapter 232

The operation lasted four hours until three o'clock in the morning when the door of the operating room was opened.

"How's my brother, doctor?" Song Zhouhong rushed up first, grabbed the doctor and asked.

After several hours of operation, the doctor also felt very tired. He was so frightened by song Zhouhong that he couldn't speak for a moment.

"Speak quickly. What's the matter with my brother? Say it, say it Song Zhouhong almost yelled at the doctor.

Such family members of patients, doctors are not uncommon, for this attitude, or very disgusted. In response, the doctor angrily denounced song Zhouhong and said, "this is a hospital, not a place for you to splash. Let go."

The doctor's attitude angered Lin Biao. He and his brothers surrounded the doctor. Lin Biao said, "do you know who you are talking to? You'd better be polite and say whatever you want

The doctor was stunned. It seemed that these people were not kind-hearted and could not be provoked. So he quickly told the doctor, "the situation is not very good. The brain has been seriously damaged. Although the congestion in the brain has been cleared out, it has injured the nerves and lost too much blood. I'm afraid you have to be prepared."

Hearing what the doctor said, song Zhouhong was furious. What is preparation? Is Tie Yi dead?

"What did you say? You're a quack. You're not good at medicine. You can't save my brother. If my brother dies, I'll let you bury him with him. " Song Zhouhong is like a bloodthirsty lion. He always wants to tear up the man in front of him.

The doctor looked at these fierce people around him. His spirit just now disappeared, and he began to speak slowly: "the patient is really badly hurt. I I've tried my best. I've tried my best. "

At this time, the nurse pushes Tie Yi out of the emergency room. Song Zhouhong has no time to talk to the quack doctor. He pushes him to the ground and rushes to Tie Yi's bedside.

"Tie Yi, Tie Yi, brother, brother, wake up, wake up." Song Zhouhong shouts Tie Yi, but he doesn't respond at all.

The nurse kindly reminded: "the patient's brain is badly damaged and needs to rest. It's better not to disturb him."

After that, the nurse wants to push Tie Yi to the ward, but song Zhouhong won't let her go, as if Tie Yi will never come back.

"Boss, let brother Tie Yi have a rest first." Song Biao said to make way for the nurse.

"Ah --" song Zhouhong broke away from Lin Biao with a roar and a blow on the wall. His hands were bleeding.

"Boss."

Lin Biao rushed forward and grasped his hand.

Tie Yi's situation makes song Zhouhong feel extremely depressed, numb and desperate. The madness just now, the calm at this time, are frightening.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Biao asked people to call doctors and nurses to examine and bandage song Zhouhong's wounds.

Qiao Yisen came out of the bathroom and took advantage of Ruan Xiaoxi's sleep. He did one thing, that is, he packed the whole hotel at a sky high price, let all the guests move out before seven o'clock tomorrow morning, and cleaned the room.

VIP presidential suite on the top floor has good sound insulation effect and few guests. It's very quiet, so outsiders don't know that there was a fierce fight that night.

Only when the waiter saw the blood on the ground, he reported it to the hotel manager.

After all, the blood disaster in the hotel is not good for the reputation of the hotel, so it is still under pressure. The room where song Zhouhong lived was also cleaned as if nothing had happened.