Chapter 67 Section 65

Qu Ci, director of surgery at the General Hospital of the K Military Region, received instructions from Dean Li, "Save him at all costs!" Her answer was "Understood!" Her son Baige said to her, "Mom, you must do your best!" Her answer was "Nonsense!" The female major Han Xue, whose face was covered with green oil paint, struggled to get up from the hospital bed in the intensive care unit, and suddenly her legs gave way, and she fell in front of her, and was hurriedly pulled up by everyone.The scene just past played back in Qu Ci's mind like a movie. She quickly washed her hands in the operating room, put on sterile gloves, and walked into the door of the operating room with her assistants.

Looking at the shining white shadowless lamps and rows of cold metal instruments, as well as Qiu Ying wearing a respirator, she took a deep breath of the air that smelled of disinfectant. She knew that the operating table was her own battlefield! The corridor outside the operating room was full of people, a general was smoking a cigarette at the window, a female major was weeping silently leaning against the corner weakly, another female lieutenant held her hand tightly, letting her Rest your head on your shoulder.There were also several male soldiers standing against the wall, their camouflage uniforms were covered in blood and mud, as if they had just stepped off the battlefield.

The light box "in operation" on the door behind Wang Shihu was glowing, and he couldn't figure it out, why?Why Qiu Ying again?Three months ago, he was also smoking in this place, and he was waiting for the result of the operation in anxiety and fear. After an unknown amount of time, a burst of hurried footsteps interrupted his thoughts.A little nurse rushed out of the operating room with the operation notice, "Who is the family member of the patient? Signature is required!" Han Xue wiped her red eyes, left Lu Fangfei behind, walked up immediately, and said calmly, "I'll sign."

"You..." The little nurse looked at the female major with short hair and greasy face in surprise. "Who are you?" "Yes!" Han Xue replied calmly, "I am his wife." She took a deep breath and added, "Fiancee."