Quick Transmigration: Male Match Guide

A very common answer, basically every emergency operation will have a question and answer.

However, the answer this time made Song Zhicheng feel as if he had been hit by a bolt from the blue.

The nurse said that the injured person was called Bai Li, and it was Bai Li!

Song Zhicheng approached the operating table, carefully looked at the wounded lying on the operating table, trying to find evidence that she was not the Bai Li he knew.

However, Song Zhicheng found that if he looked carefully, he could see that the person on the operating table was wearing the same light blue striped shirt as Ling Wuyi, with light white denim shorts.

It was not someone else lying on the operating table! It turned out that it was forty minutes ago that Ling Wuyi bid farewell to him with a smile!

Standing in front of the operating table, Song Zhicheng was even more at a loss than when he entered the operating room for the first time many years ago...

The doctors and nurses next to him didn't notice Song Zhicheng's pale face under the mask, they just wondered why he didn't perform the operation yet.

"Doctor Song? The injured are very dangerous and need to be operated on immediately!"

Hearing the doctor's reminder, Song Zhicheng shifted his gaze to Ling Wu's face.

That face, the original appearance can no longer be seen, there is blood, and there is a bloody wound.

Taking a deep breath, Song Zhicheng wanted to muster up the courage to prepare for the operation, he knew that Ling Wuxi needed his rescue.

But he just stood there, his hands trembling badly.

Ling Wuxi's smile before leaving the hospital, and the scene of him watching the car leave...

Even though there was not even an hour, when we met again, Ling Wuyue was lying on his operating table, waiting for him to rescue him!

"Doctor Song?!"

"Dr. Song, don't you have some problem? Can't you perform surgery?"

Song Zhicheng shook his head: "No problem, give me thirty seconds!"

After finishing speaking, Song Zhicheng turned around and took several deep breaths to adjust his emotions at this time.

He told himself that Ling Wuwen was waiting for his help, so there must be no mistakes!

He told himself that he didn't feel at ease when someone else did the surgery, so he must be the one who did the surgery!

So, be calm, be calm!

Song Zhicheng said that thirty seconds was thirty seconds. After thirty seconds, he turned around and calmly began the operation——

The operation took a full four hours to complete. As a result, although Ling Wuxi's two legs were rescued, they may not be able to recover.

The brain was severely injured, and after rescue, if he could not wake up within 48 hours, he would most likely become a vegetative state!

Such a result was saved by all the doctors, including Song Zhicheng, who tried their best!

After the operation, Ling Wuwen was transferred to the intensive care unit.

The accident was so serious that the police must have been alarmed. The drunk driver was caught on the spot and a statement has been recorded.

Just as Song Zhicheng came out of the operating room, a nurse brought two policemen over.

"Doctor Song, the police comrades are looking for you!"

Song Zhicheng nodded towards the police, his brows and eyes were full of exhaustion: "Hello!"

"Hello, Doctor Song, how is Miss Bai, the victim of the car accident just now?"

Hearing the police asking about Ling Wu's injury, Song Zhicheng frowned, not hiding his worry.

He is a doctor, and he has done first aid, so now he completely needs to rely on Ling Wu's willpower to survive!

if……

No matter what, Song Zhicheng didn't want to accept and couldn't accept the result of Ling Wuwen becoming a vegetable!

Song Zhicheng sighed, and told the police about Ling Wuyue's situation.

"Because we found Dr. Song's name and mobile phone number as the first contact in Ms. Bai's cell phone card. So, did Ms. Bai actually know Dr. Song?"

Song Zhicheng nodded, "Yes, we are very familiar people."

Suddenly thinking of something, Song Zhicheng stretched out his hand to hold the arm of one of the policemen: "Excuse me, has the perpetrator been caught?"

The perpetrator who injured Ling Wu so badly!

"The perpetrator has been arrested on the spot, and we have placed him in criminal detention." One of the policemen replied to Song Zhicheng's words.

Another policeman asked: "We have not contacted the father of the injured Miss Bai, because we saw Dr. Song on the first contact, so we did not contact anyone else. Dr. Song should be able to contact other family members of the injured Bar?"

Hearing this, Song Zhicheng shook his head: "Ali's father is often away from home, so he is usually not available, but I will try my best to contact him."

"In that case, can Miss Bai be handed over to Dr. Song for you to take care of?"

Seeing Zhicheng Song nodded, the policeman went on to say, "I hope Dr. Song can contact Miss Bai's family as soon as possible."

"Okay, I also hope that your police will deal with this incident seriously!"

"Don't worry, we will! By the way, Miss Bai's mobile phone and mobile phone card will be handed over to you!"

Song Zhicheng took a transparent sealed bag from the policeman, which contained a broken white smartphone and a calling card——

After the police left, Song Zhicheng first went to the intensive care unit to see Ling Wuwen.

Ling Wu's head was covered with a gauze net, and there was a collar around her neck.

I don't know if the face was rubbed or what, and a piece of flesh fell off the cheekbone on the left cheek.

Although it has been bandaged now, scars will definitely be left in the future...

Because she can't breathe on her own, Ling Wu can only rely on an oxygen mask to breathe.

Even so, her breathing was still very weak at this time.

The person who was smiling and talking to him a few hours ago, looking at him with smart eyes, is now lying unconscious on the hospital bed dying.

The willpower that persisted for several hours seemed to be drained in an instant, Song Zhicheng sat weakly on the chair in front of the hospital bed, and looked at Ling Wumi worriedly.

"Ali, you must wake up!"

Apart from saying such monotonous words, Song Zhicheng, who was usually pretty good at talking, suddenly didn't know what to say when he saw such a catkin.

Song Zhicheng just sat there and kept sitting.

It was early morning now, and it would be dawn in a few hours.

After dawn, Song Zhicheng has to go to work, but now, he doesn't feel sleepy at all.

At this time, Song Zhicheng only wanted to see Ling Wuyi wake up within forty-eight hours!

——

The sky outside the window gradually turned white, and time passed bit by bit.

Song Zhicheng's eyes were already a little red, and he couldn't hide his tiredness.

Ling Wuwen was still lying on the bed, not even twitching her eyelashes...

The phone rang, and Song Zhicheng, who was staring at Ling Wu in a daze, was brought back to his senses. He blinked, and took out the phone from his pocket.

It was mother Song who called.

After a pause, Song Zhicheng pressed the answer button: "Mom..."