Zhao Ritian looked at the scalpel in his hand and said, "Hey? Oh, how can it be used with such a small knife? Just wait, I'll get you a big knife!"

Long Aotian looked at him and said, "Get lost!"

Zhao Ritian said, "I don't know what to do!"

Long Aotian looked at the plate of sausages and fell into deep thought.

I raised my head and looked at all the medical staff. Everyone was about to collapse.

Long Aotian said, "Don't panic, everyone!"

"The current situation is very pessimistic, but there is still hope!"

"Based on my more than 30 years of experience in practicing medicine, Long Aotian, the success rate is still high. We can't give up hope!"

"Our patients have

He has fallen into a state of deep anesthesia, and he expects us to give him a complete...usable...second half of his life. We have a great responsibility! Let's all gather together and find a solution together."

Just as Long Aotian was about to strike, Zhao Ritian rushed in again: "Brother Long!"

Long Aotian turned around and yelled wildly, "What are you doing here again!?"

Zhao Ritian held a Qinglong Yanyue Sword and said excitedly, "Here you go, this one is big! Let's fight out together!"

Long Aotian roared, "Get out! Get out of here! No, what the hell is this? Where did you get it?"

"In the hall over there, there is a statue of Mr. Guan. I will pull out his knife for you! Here! This one is fierce!"

"Is there something wrong with your brain!?"

Zhao Ritian said, "Long Aotian, if we weren't in the same camp, I would really want to beat you up right now! Don't be ungrateful! Take it!"

"I don't want it, I'm here to save people! I'm a doctor! Doctor! I promised to save people's lives, and I'm working hard. Now I've cut their sausages into slices. Why, I have to put it on display.

Pan’er!?”

"Oh, you take it first, I have something else to do and I have to go out and continue fighting!"

"Get away from me!"

"Take it, and don't be polite to me!"

"Who are you being so polite to? Take it away from me!"

Zhao Ritian forced it into Long Aotian's hand, and Long Aotian pulled it hard. It was a pure iron Da Qinglong Yanyue Sword!

The knife is not even edged, and the blade is as thick as three fingers! How heavy is this big knife head?

Fell down.

He fell towards Sun Zhe.

The blade of the knife slapped Sun Zhe on the head.

Sun Zhe... died under deep anesthesia.

My brains were all knocked out.

Long Aotian suddenly lowered his hands and looked at Sun Zhe's body, feeling hopeless.

Zhao Ritian said, "Look! Is this knife powerful? You just got it and killed one!"

Long Aotian silently took off his mask and said, "Zhao Ritian, why are you here?"

"Ah? To help your brothers!"

"Who asked you to help?"

"This is the loyalty of the world! Good brothers, do you still need to say it with your own mouth? I'm here without you opening your mouth. Are you touched?"

Long Aotian looked back at all the medical staff.

Everyone is relieved.

The attending physician scratched his head and said, "Mr. Long, in this case... do you think the problem is big?"

Long Aotian said desperately, "Record the time and declare the patient dead."

"Uh...cause of death..."
Chapter completed!