Seeing this, the Dean didn't agree with him to wait, but Chengming seemed to believe his doctor friend, so he had to nod and say, "OK, I'll try my best."

If they miss the best time for surgery themselves, he won't be held responsible.

Soon the Dean returned to the emergency room.

Cheng Ming looks at the door of the emergency room. At this time, he only hopes that the first lady will arrive soon.

Little by little, five minutes passed quickly.

The nurse in the emergency room has come out and asked twice, and told Huo Yulin that the situation is not optimistic, and may not be able to survive for another five minutes.

Cheng Ming waited another two minutes, but he found out his cell phone and called Huo Yao.

As soon as the phone rang, he heard the telephone ring in the quiet channel. He looked up and Huo Yao, who was still wearing household clothes, came quickly.

He pinched off the phone.

"What's the situation now?" Huo Yao still holds her needle box in his hand and asks Cheng Ming.

"The bullet penetrated through the whole chest from the back, and the fragment of the bullet was stuck in the heart. Now the president dare not rush to take it. I'm afraid it won't hold up if it goes on like this." Cheng Ming said quickly as he pressed the doorbell next to the emergency room.

Huo Yao nodded. Her face was more serious than usual, and she was not in a panic. Seeing this, Cheng Ming's uneasy heart was strangely calm.

At this time, the door of the emergency room opened. Before Huo Yao went in, he heard the sound of the instruments coming from inside, and the voice of the doctor in charge of emergency measures.

Her eyebrows were deep, she passed the nurse and strode in.

The Dean was still doing CPR, and the data on the instrument showed a straight line. Huo Yao only looked up and did not hesitate any more. Then he took out a few silver needles, "I'll come."

When the Dean heard Huo Yao's voice, he stopped. Then he noticed that there was one more person in the rescue room. Not only he, but also other experts on the scene saw her.

But when we saw Huo Yao's very young face, we had to frown.

The Dean then saw the silver needle in Huo Yao's hand and was stunned, "are you Doctor

Huo Yao didn't speak either. He walked forward and quickly put the silver needle into Huo Yulin's chest.

Other experts next to this, subconsciously feel very absurd, "you are delaying our rescue time."

The data on the instrument still doesn't fluctuate. If it doesn't respond for two minutes, it will never be cured again.

And the man on the operating table, they can't afford to offend.

The president looked at Huo Yao's action, but suddenly raised his hand to stop several experts.

The breadth and depth of traditional Chinese medicine can be seen from this young man's technique.

At this time, the rays on the instrument began to fluctuate slowly, and the data were not very optimistic, but people were temporarily pulled back from the gate of hell.

The Dean looked at Huo Yao again, a little shocked.

Even if he continues to do CPR, there is no 10% assurance that he will be able to rescue people.

Another minute later, after the beating data on the instrument gradually stabilized, Huo Yao took the needle. After looking at the wound, she turned her head and looked at the Dean next to her, "please operate on the patient now."

"It took a long time, and it hurt the heart. Now even if it's an operation, the chance of success is very small." The dean said directly.

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