The unlucky life of a medical student

By the time the ninth operation was done, Xiang Ming was already exhausted, and he could lie down and sleep until the end of the world given any open space.

Just as he was staggering and about to fall down in a trance, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand that came out of nowhere!

"follow me!"

There was an undeniable force in the hasty voice.

Xiang Ming narrowed his eyes: "You are... are..."

who is it?It looks so familiar, but why can't I remember his name at all?

Xiang Ming blinked hard, trying to find the correct name from his brain that had been emptied by the operation.

It's a pity that the other party couldn't wait any longer, he looked at Ming and didn't cooperate with him, so——

"Go now!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiang Ming felt his feet swaying as if he was stepping on cotton. When he regained consciousness——

These……

What are these!

The left and right sides are shaking like water curtains. In the jelly-like texture, there is a scene that passes quickly like a movie fast forward, bustling streets, crowded people, gorgeous neon lights...

"This...this is..."

It is said that people will see revolving lanterns when they die.

For some reason, this legend suddenly popped up in my mind, Xiang Ming thought, maybe I am on the verge of sudden death due to overwork, and I am being forced to follow the revolving door by black and white impermanence, right?

Look at the man in front of him holding his arm and rushing all the way——

Black windbreaker, short white hair, undeniable strange power, quite a bit like a ghost messenger.

Am I dying? !

This thought made Xiang Ming completely awake!

He said to the man: "Give me a little more time, I still have surgery to do! I'm already fully booked for surgery next month! Some patients come here specially for me from... No, I can't be afraid! All ghosts It's pseudoscience! I'm not afraid of you! I... I..."

It would be a lie to say that he is not afraid, Xiang Ming is only in his thirties after all.

Patients, parents, fiancées, colleagues, juniors, juniors...

He has too much to let go!

It's a pity that life is a one-way journey, and when you reach the station of death, you can never turn back!

Just when I feel emotional——

"arrive!"

The man suddenly let go, Xiang Ming's body sank and landed on the ground!

"Ah! Take it easy! My arm!"

Amidst the wailing, Xiang Ming found himself in a white room with white top, bottom, left, and right sides. In the center of the room was an operating bed. There is a black-clothed white-haired man next to him, a black-robed weirdo with a bronze dragon mask on his face, and an ordinary office worker in a crumpled suit.

What kind of match is this? !

Xiang Ming was full of questions.

At this time, the strange man in black robe wearing a bronze dragon mask began to speak: "Is this the man? More capable than my Qilin?"

"It's the 21st century, we need to talk about science and accept new ideas!"

The black-clothed, white-haired man who brought him over beckoned Xiang Ming to the operating bed.

Although Xiang Ming was full of doubts, he still walked over.

At this time, the fear has basically faded.

Xiang Ming looked at the motionless person on the operating bed with the eyes of a doctor, and said, "You came to me because you want me to operate on him?"

"Yes," said the office worker, "I have blessed him, but he is still unconscious!"

"Blessing...blessing is useless! Do you think you are a god?! A bunch of ignorant guys! What patients need is a doctor! It's a professional team! And—"

Xiang Mingqi couldn't hit a single spot, so he picked up the white cloth!

Then, he froze!

What made him stunned was not that the person lying motionless on the operating bed was actually his unlucky junior student Zhong Wuchuan, but——

Zhong Wuchuan's heart was pierced with four scorched black dagger-like sharp claws, and his heart and lungs were severely injured, but his breathing was still very stable, and there was no sign of excessive blood loss.

"What's going on here! Xu Guangcheng! You must give me an explanation!"

Xiang Ming turned his head and looked questioningly at the three guys present - he finally remembered the name of the white-haired man in black who brought him here!

"I'll explain it to you, after I save him."

Xu Guangcheng walked to the opposite side of the operating table and said, "A Chuan said that your blood vessel suturing speed is ranked first in the whole country."

"Yes," Xiang Ming nodded, and then his expression changed drastically, "What are you going to do! This place is not a sterile space, and there is no basic life-support equipment! There is not even blood transfusion equipment! Even if my hand speed is comparable to the speed of light, He will also call an ambulance in a very short time after the weapon is removed! Call an ambulance immediately! Let's go to the operating room!"

"Don't worry, his wound has already been treated, and there won't be a single drop of blood when he pulls out his claw," said the black-robed masked man. "As for the sterility... my unicorn is here, do I need any sterility?"

"A group of magic sticks! Xiao Zhong was killed by you!"

Xiang Ming was trembling with anger.

He pointed at Xu Guangcheng and said, "What is your plan to let these two guys mess around! Or, you didn't mean it from the beginning! You just..."

"If I didn't want to save him, why would I risk my identity and steal you from the hospital lounge!"

Xu Guangcheng said coldly, "Don't worry, this is the unicorn domain. In this domain, death is the only thing that is not allowed! You can suture the wound with your hands, and he will be fine!"

"What unicorn field! What... I've had enough!"

Having said that, Xiang Ming still walked up to Zhong Wuchuan, touched his junior's forehead comfortingly, and said, "Junior brother, I will perform surgery in this environment...if there is anything...don't hate me!"

Afterwards, he turned around and said to the three strange guys: "Let's get started! Beforehand, I don't have any chance of success in this heart and blood vessel suturing operation. I just treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!"

"With my unicorn around, it's hard to die!"

The black-robed weirdo began to praise the ordinary-looking office worker again by saying things that Xiang Ming couldn't understand.

Xiang Ming didn't bother to deal with this group of psychopaths, so he just gave Xu Guangcheng a glare: "If something really happens to my junior brother, I'll hack you to death with a scalpel!"

……

What happened next is also No. 1 in Xiang Ming's medical career full of strange things and ups and downs.

If only he remembered afterwards!

Xu Guangcheng pulled out the scorched black claws of unknown creatures from Zhong Wuchuan's heart one by one. When they were pulled out, not a single drop of blood splashed out. The fracture of the wound was as clear as marble. Blood vessels were blood vessels, muscles were muscles, and bones were bones. ...It is completely devoid of blood and flesh as it should be, but looks like a section of a carefully perfused simulated specimen.

But these people are not normal at all.

Thinking so, Xiang Ming took the thread said to be made of dragon's mane and the needle made of unicorn scales, and sutured Zhong Wuchuan's blood vessels.

Of course, he didn't believe that the translucent needle and thread were really made of unicorn armor or dragon's mane, although they were really easy to use, with great toughness and feel.

Looking back and asking which company produced it, Xiang Mingya thought about it and continued to stitch.

Xu Guangcheng stood opposite Xiang Ming and helped him, giving him scissors, needles and threads, and wiping away his sweat...

The office worker stood next to Zhong Wuchuan's head, pressing his hands on the dying man's forehead, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a magic stick casting spells.

The black-robed masked monster stood ten centimeters away from Zhong Wuchuan's feet, not saying a word, not making a sound.

The entire white space is filled with weird mystery.

Fortunately, Xiang Ming's thoughts at the moment are all on the important matter of suturing Zhong Wuchuan's heart vessels. Although he feels weird, he forgets it in a moment.

After the last stitch was finished, Xiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Xu Guangcheng, "I've tried my best, and I can only see if I can live..."

Before he finished speaking, he collapsed on the ground due to excessive energy consumption and could not move.

Xu Guangcheng looked at the strange man in black robe standing at Zhong Wuchuan's feet.

The weird man reluctantly took out a translucent stone the size of a thumb and threw it to Xu Guangcheng.

Xu Guangcheng put the stone on Zhong Wuchuan's newly stitched heart, and then looked at Qi Ling.

"You promised me!"

"When did I say I couldn't do it?"

After speaking, Qi Ling took a deep breath and looked up.

A ray of gold fell from the sky.

The golden light shone on his face, with a religious solemnity and holiness!

Scales floated from Qi Ling's forehead, colorful and flowing scales.

Then, he opened his mouth: "I, in the name of Qilin, bless you!"

Then the whole space is wrapped in light!

In this world of strong light that almost destroyed vision, Xiang Ming saw a white beam of light falling from the sky, covering Zhong Wuchuan's body, and in the beam of light flew down a white shadow that looked like a dragon, not a dragon, or a deer, not a deer.

The white shadow flew down, and was about to pounce into Zhong Wuchuan's body, but when it touched Zhong Wuchuan's body, it was caught by a translucent object that looked like a dragon with a human head. The two shadows quickly rolled into a ball, Both rolled into Zhong Wuchuan's body.

for a long time--

The glare faded.

Xiang Ming, who was supposed to be exhausted, felt strength all over his body!

He jumped up with unprecedented agility, and ran to Zhong Wuchuan, and saw that there was no scar on the heart of the junior brother who had been stitched by himself, and the heart was beating steadily, with an even and powerful rhythm!

"What's going on here?! Why..."

He looked at Xu Guangcheng in disbelief: "Where did the scar go? Just now..."

Xu Guangcheng said: "Blessed by the Kirin."

He walked behind Xiang Ming, patted Xiang Ming's shoulder lightly, and said, "Go back! Forget everything about today!"

"OK……"

There was a moment of trance in Xiang Ming's eyes, and he fell down in a daze.

The author has something to say:

A thunderbolt from the blue sky, Zha Lang actually wants to rectify for three months, the first one is - Fu, Ji, Danmei, Benzi! ! !What a tragedy! ! !

Originally, I thought that this time the writing was not very smooth, and I will write my favorite mutual calculation next time, but now it seems... I should adjust the outline and change the confrontation (adjustment) and resistance (love) of the subject and the attack to the protagonist and the villain. Tear force, do no CP processing