Chapter 3633【3633】Who is that

There was someone coming towards the emergency room in front, and the figure approached, making it clear that the person coming was not Nurse Yang who might have returned after answering the phone.

The fluorescent lamps in the emergency room were turned on white at night. Because people are tired of their physical habits at night, the white light is particularly dazzling. The outline of the human body outlined by this may give people an abrupt feeling like stepping out of a dream into reality.

Regardless of whether the above reasons are true or not, what the two young people in Huang Sweater can be sure of is that their hearts thumped a few times, and they felt like being frightened and frightened.

Who made this man walk in front of them? Although he was not tall, he didn't seem to be threatening in height, but he was wrapped in a black coat, and his footsteps were almost silent, like a black panther, exuding awe-inspiring aura.

"Ren, Professor Ren—" Huang Sweater said, with a little timidity in his voice.

The young man Zhiyuan, who had been in a half-dream before, had completely woken up now, swallowing saliva in his throat.

"What are you standing here for?" the man asked the two of them.

Huang Sweater hurriedly made a report: "Our plane is late. I thought it might be early in the morning if I ran to the hotel. I don't need to sleep. It's better to come to the hospital directly instead of running around. So I sent you a text message to let you know Asleep—"

Did this terrifying man wake up in the middle of the night to check their text messages? When Huang Sweater spoke to the other party, he couldn't help complaining in his heart. Waiting exclusively for their text messages? impossible. It can only be said that this man has practiced a certain professional habit long ago, and has a physical reaction to the movement of the mobile phone at any time and immediately.

"I guessed that you would be here." The man was not afraid to tell the two people frankly, "Let you hang around here by yourself, afraid that you will do something."

Yellow Sweater scratched his forehead with his hand, and his unconvinced gesture expressed: What can we do?

His companion Zhiyuan opened his mouth to yawn, but he didn't dare to yawn. When he received the look in his eyes, he looked helpless: I was dragged into the water by you.

"We didn't do anything." Huang Sweater responded seriously, "Without your professor coming, we didn't officially start work here, how could we do anything?"

"What were you guys doing standing here?" the man repeated the question he had asked the two of them in the first place.

Just don’t think that you can fool this man like a black panther. It can be seen that this man has a high degree of grasp of their virtues.

The yellow sweater turned around.

What is the situation in the emergency room now? I have to admit that the wounded inside are at a critical point of life and death. If the emergency doctor still can't find a way, the patient will probably die.

Zhiyuan, a young man who seems not very talkative, opened up his voice. Compared with the quick and bright speaking rhythm of the yellow sweater, his voice was a little hoarse, but the content of his speech was more direct than that of the yellow sweater, saying: "Blood pneumothorax, In addition to the sudden increased bleeding in the abdominal cavity, it is very likely that—”

The man waved his hand, asking him to suspend the report first, and approached the emergency room door.

The yellow sweater turned sideways to make room for him.

Even if the door is opened a little more at this time, the people inside may not notice it.

The air in the emergency room is doomed to be hot, and the doctors and nurses are in a hurry to save people and have no time to care about other things.

"Scalpel." Xie Wanying shouted again.

(end of this chapter)