"Don't block the door, leave quickly. Don't you sleep?" Feng Yicong, who was blocked at the door, couldn't see clearly the situation, urging the people in front of him loudly behind him.

Dr. Dong followed Yue Wentong's gaze and saw the medical student standing in front of him. He was surprised and asked Yue Wentong: "Is it a classmate in your class?"

It’s not the patient classmate he just mentioned.

Yue Wentong wailed in his heart: It was so unfortunate.

Thinking about it, Dr. Jiang did not call student Pan to go back to the National Foreign Exchange for help with rescue, which shows that the patient is in danger. I am afraid that calling him past is not very meaningful, but it hurts the students' hearts.

It seemed that after understanding this, Pan Shihua ran forward.

Seeing this, Xie Wanying picked up his schoolbag that had fallen to the ground and followed quickly.

Feng Yicong, who saw them running away, looked surprised and walked out of the doctor's office and saw the squad leader asking, "Squad leader, do you know what's wrong with them?"

Hearing what shouldn't have been heard. He may not be concerned about hearing it, but he may cause trouble. Yue Wentong was completely indifferent: he was the normal situation for four years in the face of this situation. He would be the next life.

Don't be the squad leader for this group of people no matter what.

"Second leader, why don't you say something?" Feng Yicong got angry at the class leader because he didn't know whether he should pursue those two classmates.

"You think about it yourself." Yue Wentong threw words to him, not in the mood to continue taking care of this guy like an old mother. Turning back, he asked Dr. Dong: "Teacher, can I go to the U.S.A. to take a look?"

"Yes, okay." Dr. Dong hurriedly waved at him because he knew he had caused trouble.

Yue Wentong rushed to chase the two classmates in front.

Leaving Feng Yicong, he continued to ask someone to answer the question with wonder: "What happened?"

The emergency room passed through, and then to the outpatient building and then to the inpatient department. In the late night, the corridor was quiet and no one was there, and the sound of running seemed particularly loud and harsh in the empty passage.

The sound of rapid breathing flows through the air.

Puwaiyi is on the eighth floor, opposite the cardiothoracic surgery. The elevator is ready to wait at night. I ran to the elevator door and pressed the elevator button frantically. The elevator was knocked down all the way, and in the eyes of the anxious person, it was a second

Slowly. Turn around, if Pan Shihua couldn't wait to climb the stairs, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder from behind.

"Don't worry, the door is about to open."

It’s the voice of classmate Xie.

Dingdong, the elevator door opened. Pan Shihua's body stiffened and stopped, as if he realized that his performance was wrong.

Xie Wanying held his schoolbag. Seeing that he didn't move, she had to reach out and grab his arm and pull him into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, Xie Wanying asked the elevator door to close and pressed the eighth floor.

Dangdang, the elevator slowly goes up.

Pan Shihua breathed out loud and glanced at her face.

Xie Wanying's facial features showed a simple appearance under the elevator light. Her calm expression made her skin look like it had turned into an ice sculpture, with no expression flowing, leaving only a solemn feeling.

Perhaps because she was infected, Pan Shihua's breathing slowly slowed down.

Dingdong, the elevator stopped on the sixth floor.

The two of them looked at the sixth number and did not walk out, waiting for the elevator door to open to see if there was someone.

There is really someone.

Standing at the elevator door are Fu Xinheng and Li Chengyuan.

Xie Wanying and Pan Shihua stood up at the same time.
Chapter completed!