It was late at night, and everything was quiet.

After the flood, there were white areas everywhere, and some shorter vehicles were completely stuffed in the water. You could even see buses with only one roof exposed above the water.

At Nanguang First People's Hospital, many wards have been turned off.

The drizzle of rain, through the heavy doors and windows, turned into a lullaby, making it easier to fall asleep.

In an intensive care unit, a patient with various tubes was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

The instruments on both sides of the bed showed that the patient's vital signs had not yet disappeared.

Outside the intensive care unit, an old couple with gray hair supported each other, standing outside the glass window looking inside worriedly, with both hope and nervousness in their eyes.

The attending doctor He Jicheng once said that as long as their daughter can spend tonight safely, she will be able to save her life.

Zhang Jiangshan knew that He Jicheng was his student and probably wouldn't tell lies to lie to him.

"Teacher, you and your teacher's wife will go and rest for a while. I will notify you in time if there is any situation." A thirty-year-old doctor with his head exposed and wearing a white coat came over and whispered.

Zhang Jiangshan slowly turned his head, looked at He Jicheng, and asked in a trembling voice: "Jicheng, tell the truth to the teacher and the teacher's wife, Chuchu, can you wake up?"

He Jicheng subconsciously glanced at the hospital bed, thought about it, and said, "There is a precedent in Chuchu's situation abroad. As long as you can survive tonight, your body should be able to activate the self-recovery function and your life will be fine."

After a moment of pause, he continued, "If you can't stand it..."

As he was talking, with a "bang", the lights in the ward suddenly went out in the corridor.

In an instant, no, almost at the same time, the hospital's backup power supply began to work, and all emergency lights were turned on automatically.

He Jicheng caught a glimpse of the computer screen next to Zhang Chuchu's hospital bed. The electrocardiogram suddenly went flat. At the same time, the monitoring instrument issued an alarm!

broken!

He quickly rushed into the intensive care unit with several doctors and nurses and began to take first aid measures.

However, it seems that they are powerless.

"Ding~, the host's vital signs are about to disappear, and the first aid subsystem is turned on!"

No one knew that a burst of electronic synthesized sound rang in the patient's mind...

In another intensive care unit, the same situation took place.

However, lying on the hospital bed was a twenty-five or six-year-old man.

"Inject adrenal hormones!"

"Continue electric shock!"

...

Two groups of doctors and nurses were busy.

Tonight is definitely a rare strange thing for the doctors and nurses of Nanguang First People's Hospital.

Although not many patients in the intensive care unit are alive, death is the norm.

But like tonight, the hospital suddenly had a power outage. At the same time, patients in two intensive care units had a loss of vital signs at the same time. I have never encountered it.

"Hu~", He Jicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

The patient's heartbeat reappeared and his breathing recovered.

He turned his face and looked at the instrument, confirming that the patient's vital signs had recovered, and then ordered the nurse to say, "Continue to observe and call me in time if there is any situation."

After saying that, he raised his hand and took off his mask and walked out.

Teacher Zhang and his wife were still anxious, so they had to report a happy marriage to them quickly. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Chuchu's fortune will be saved.

As soon as he left the door of the intensive care unit opposite, he saw that the door of the intensive care unit was also opened, and the doctor on duty, Odi walked out with a tired look on his face.

The two looked at each other and grinned.

This is the most common tacit understanding between doctors, and the meaning of successful rescue.

"How is Chuchu?" Zhang Jiangshan helped his wife, moved a few steps closer, and asked nervously.

"The vital signs are normal at present, so there should be no serious injury." Due to the doctor's habit, He Jicheng did not say anything to death.

In fact, based on his previous judgment, saying this is equivalent to declaring Zhang Chuchu's recovery is just around the corner.

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you." Zhang Jiangshan raised his hand, wiped the corners of his eyes a few times, and felt a little delighted.

"Teacher, you are too polite. This is the responsibility of our doctor, not to mention that he is your daughter, my junior sister, so this is even more unrestrained." He Jicheng said modestly.

Before he was admitted to Nanguang Medical University, he attended the high school in Nanguang No. 1 Middle School and was a favorite student of Zhang Jiangshan. Later, after graduating from Medical University, he worked as a doctor at Nanguang First People's Hospital.

Therefore, it is not wrong for him to call Zhang Chuchu the junior sister.

"Teacher, you two can go and rest for a while first. I'll just stare at it here."

"Okay," Zhang Jiangshan turned to look at his wife and sighed: "Oh, your teacher's wife is in poor health and hasn't had much rest these days. I can't continue to endure like this."

"I won't leave. I'm going to watch my daughter wake up here!" Chu Weihong said stubbornly with red eyes. Although her voice was not loud, she seemed extremely firm.

"Jicheng, go and rest. You haven't had much rest these days. Since there is no danger for the time being, you can take a rest. If it happens, you may have to trouble you." Zhang Jiangshan knew his wife's temper, so he turned around and persuaded He Jicheng to go and rest.

"Okay, I'll take a moment." He Jicheng was so tired that he hadn't closed his eyes since Zhang Chuchu was admitted to the hospital, and what the teacher said was very reasonable. If so, he had to keep enough energy.

"I'm right next door. If you need it, just call me anytime." He Jicheng took two steps and turned around and instructed him.

"Well, I understand, you go." Zhang Jiangshan nodded.

After He Jicheng left, the old couple turned their eyes to their daughter Zhang Chuchu's hospital bed at the same time.

Although they couldn't understand the detection instruments, both of them seemed to see their daughter's chests swaying gently.

The two looked at each other in a sympathetic manner, and tears flashed in the corners of their eyes.

This is hope!

This is life!

Their daughter is alive!

The couple turned around almost at the same time and looked at the intensive care unit opposite.

"Whose patient is this? Apart from the city leaders, no one has come to see him for a few days." Chu Weihong said softly.

"It's quite strange. Jicheng said that he was admitted to the hospital with his daughter. He was a young man who saved the person with his daughter and was injured."

"It seems like a group of doctors were also in for rescue just now."

"Well, it seems that like our daughter, she is lucky and has been rescued."

"All good kids, God bless you." Chu Weihong said tremblingly with his hands folded, then suddenly, his eyes turned dark and he fainted.

"Wei Hong, Wei Hong!" Zhang Jiangshan held his wife and held her back. It was not until then that his wife's eyes closed that he realized that her circles were particularly dark and felt a heart-wrenching pain in his heart.

"Doctor! Jicheng!"

With Zhang Jiangshan's shouting, He Jicheng hurriedly ran out of the duty room.

Such urgent calls always represent some bad changes for the doctors in the hospital, which makes people feel nervous.

He hurriedly opened Chu Weihong's eyelids and looked at it, then picked up the stethoscope hanging on his chest and listened to his heartbeat and breathing.
Chapter completed!