Chapter 93

London Rose Garden Hotel, Michael's early arrival, did not cause any fans gathered.

The news was blocked so well that Michael was in the room and finally had a good rest.

He couldn't get up to the hotel in the early hours of last night. He was too tired to get on the plane until one o'clock in the morning.

"I'm so tired, Morey. I need sleep." Michael turned to his doctor for help.

"Why do you insist on coming to London?" asked his private doctor, Morey

Michael said: "this is my last concert. I'm in poor health and I don't want to disappoint my fans. I have to come in early to get used to the field

"You're addicted to propofol. I haven't given you any injections in two days. You should quit it, Michael," Morey said

Michael closed his eyes and acquiesced. Morey then injected him with 10 mg of diazepam to help him fight anxiety.

Half an hour later, Michael was still in bed anxiously and couldn't sleep. He suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Molly, during the day, maybe some fans come to me. My assistant Williams will screen out the fan representatives. If I fall asleep, let them wait."

"Are you so tired to meet your fans?" Morley asked

"So I need sleep now, Morey." Michael said.

"You hit diazepam, it's not working at all." Said Morey.

Michael closed his eyes and said, "you have a solution, don't you?"

"Of course." Morey a smile, he put 2 mg of lorazepam in saline injection, this is another with diazepam tablets have the same effect.

Then he informed the security guard and assistants in the hotel that Michael was going to have a rest and did not see anyone.

At 3:30 a.m., Michael was still awake, and Morey received another 2 mg dose of midazolam. It's another powerful sedative.

Two hours later, Morey added 2 mg of lorazepam.

Two hours later, Morey injected another 2 mg of midazolam.

In this way, the mixture of various drugs is constantly accumulating.

Finally, at ten o'clock in the morning, Michael was still awake and anxious.

"I'm sick, Morey. Let me sleep, propofol. I need it." Michael said.

"You're resistant to it, and it's going to take a little more dose to have an effect," Morey said

"Then more!" Michael insisted.

Morey nodded and pulled out 25 milligrams of propofol. In the drip, he watched as the drug was delivered into Michael's body for ten minutes, and suddenly he left.

"I'll go to the bathroom, Michael."

Morey went into the toilet, spent two minutes in it, looked at his watch, and then came out.

By this time, Michael had stopped breathing.

At this time, it's ten fifty-two.

After touching Michael's pulse for 15 minutes, he stood up and called his private clinic in the United States, but the person he was looking for was not in the clinic.

After that, he called another patient of his own, a wealthy man to be exact.

The other person said, "you shouldn't have called me. I'm just a patient. I can't give any advice on Michael's condition. You're the doctor."

"Maybe you should call his assistant and advise him to call an ambulance."

"I should have called an ambulance myself immediately, not his assistant first," Morey said

"Celebrities must be responsible for their privacy. If they can handle the problems internally and rely on private doctors to solve them, they certainly don't want to let the hospital know first. If something happens, you are guilty of manslaughter. " Said the other.

"I see," Morey said

He just hung up the phone, but at this time, Huang Ji was the first to break in, Sofia and others followed, and Williams was also among them.

Williams is Michael's assistant and a member of the Messiah.

Morey's reaction was quick. He pressed Michael on CPR and yelled, "you're here just in time, Williams. Come here. He has adverse reactions."

Williams rushed up to Michael and felt his pulse. His face turned pale.

"He didn't have a heartbeat..."

Morey continued to work on CPR and said, "it can be rescued! It can be rescued! He'll be fine. I can feel the pulse in his thigh

Williams nodded in panic, staring at Morey as he rescued Michael.

Sophia saw this and said angrily, "call an ambulance!"

Williams pulled out his cell phone and called an ambulance.

At the same time, however, Huang Ji pushes Morey away.

"What are you doing? Who are you? Get out of here! Michael needs to be rescued! " Morey was sweating and roaring.Huang Ji sneered. The first thing he did was to take out the syringe inserted into Michael's body. It was a drip of saline mixed with propofol.

"Since the drug has adverse reactions, shouldn't you stop injecting it first when rescuing?"

Huang Ji's words made him speechless.

For a moment, everyone was staring at the private doctor.

This is saving a hammer? Forget to pull out the needle while saying that the drug has adverse reactions?

Huang Ji didn't pay much attention to Morey. The second thing he did was to take out four filiform needles and insert them around Michael's heart.

Then he took out a thick steel needle, punctured Michael's belly of fingers and toes, and let them drip blood slowly.

Morey frowned: "what are you doing? Don't fool around! Michael must be rescued immediately... "

He tried to come forward, but he was held in his place by Pablo so.

"Who are you? You're going to kill Michael like this, Williams. What can you do if something goes wrong with them? " Roared Morey, but he didn't struggle fiercely.

Obviously, with the reckless intervention of this group of people, then he is not negligent homicide, but the intentional murder of this group of people.

Williams looked at Sophia and said, "who is this man?"

When he asked Huang Ji, Sophia said, "he is also a doctor."

Morey did not speak, so he looked at Huang Ji to rescue Michael.

At ten fifty-two, Michael stopped breathing. Fifteen minutes later, he determined that Michael's pulse had gone from weak to gone.

Although in modern medicine, there is still the possibility of rescue, but it requires a lot of first-aid equipment, such as electric stimulation of artificial pulsation, such as inserting pump balloon to stimulate blood circulation.

It's almost impossible to save Michael with the current conditions.

However, he underestimated Huang Ji so much that he even prepared for it last night.

He took out a small bottle and pumped the liquid out with a syringe and injected it directly into Michael's heart muscle. Michael's in cardiac arrest. I.v. doesn't work.

Morey's eyes narrowed, wondering if it was anticoagulant? Stop blood clotting?

The color is wrong. It's for injection. It should be mixed with other drugs.

At the same time, Sophia puts down her backpack and takes out her pacemaker and defibrillator.

"What?" Morley is astonished. Why do these people still carry this thing?

"Are you kidding? There's no ECG monitoring equipment. What's the use of a pacemaker for electric shock?" Morey couldn't help saying.

Huang Jili didn't care about him. He scanned Michael with the naked eye and adjusted the voltage and pulse width of the pacemaker.

"Dong!" He pressed it very decisively.

Then visually check Michael's condition and adjust the voltage again.

"Dong!" Huang Ji's action is very decisive. In the eyes of any modern doctor, it is nonsense.

Because the scene does not have any detection equipment, not even ECG, dare to shock patients by feeling?

Is this blind?

Morey was anxious and pleased: "these are the Messiah people. They seem to have realized that Michael is going to have an accident, so they have prepared well in advance."

"But what is the use of such blind rescue? You will take all responsibility for Michael's death. "

Morey was thinking, but suddenly, Michael twitched, and his legs and arms made the movements he wanted to bend.

“？？？” Morley was stunned and thought it should be a muscle reaction.

But the next second, Michael let out another groan.

"How could..."

Morey looked at Michael in disbelief and began to breathe weakly.

Although Michael was still unconscious, he was alive.

"He is not out of danger, but the next thing can be handed over to the hospital." Huang Ji said quietly.

"Great! Great Sophia and others rushed to the bedside, looking at Michael alive, excited.

They knew that this kind of thing had been predicted by Huang Ji as early as yesterday, and all kinds of drugs including anticoagulants were prepared all night, and they were asked to get ECG pacemakers.

The crowd arrived at the scene as early as 9 a.m., but they were told that Michael was resting, and they could not see him in the name of a fan representative, even with Williams as an internal agent.

Finally, at 10:40, Huang Ji repeatedly said: if I don't see him again, he will die.

The crowd then desperation, overturned several useless security guards, broke in.

Sure enough, by the time they caught up, Michael had stopped breathing and stopped beating!

Under Huang Ji's gentle rescue, their "angel" temporarily recovered his heartbeat and breathing.

But trouble followed, and several of them had been pushed to the top of the storm."Here comes the ambulance!"

The hospital staff checked Michael's condition and immediately carried him away.

Huang Ji looked at Morey and said, "I can't seem to go? I have to go to the hospital and wait for the police to come? "

"When Of course... " Morey took a deep look at Huang Ji, as if on pins and needles.

Huang Ji directly took out and snatched it: "I'm sorry, I don't want to go!"

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