It was dawn again. I apologized to Zhao Mingye and his wife for a night. As soon as President Song, who was about to become a tired dog, saw a figure lingering there holding a beer bottle. The figure was Xu Yaochen. When he saw President Song, Dr. Xu hurried over, "Director, you are finally back."

President Song looked around, finally grabbed a piece of dirt on the side of the road and smashed it over, "Do you still have the face to see me?"

President Song was absolutely angry and furious.

When he was smashed, Xu Yaochen was not angry and said excitedly, "Director, Secretary and Director Yang are laymen. I don't understand, and they don't listen to my explanation, but you are an insider. Don't forget that there are so many first aid equipment and instruments in the emergency room, and every time they are used, there are records of use, just like the use of an electrocardiogram machine, every time they end, they have to be responsible for the doctor's signature. If there is a time date, those electrocardiograms are evidence!"

"Not only the electrocardiogram, but also the ventilator, etc., all require signatures and there is evidence left behind. I can prove that when the death sentence was first sentenced, there was absolutely no misjudgment. Just go and check these records with me."

Xu Yaochen drank a lot of alcohol and felt that he was even more unfair than Dou E. He felt that he was going to be done, but that thought flashed for a while and disappeared. He had evidence! The emergency room of the Municipal First People's Hospital was not a car accident rescue site. There were all kinds of emergency equipment, too many equipment testing and rescue records, and the data left behind could prove whether he was completely dead before sending Zhao Junye to the morgue.

Therefore, I wanted to use my professional knowledge to explain to the No. 1 brother and others that those non-professionals would not listen at all and would not give him a chance.

But these evidences still exist and have not disappeared.

During the period when Zhao Junwei was lying in the morgue, all the records were collected and sorted out by normal processes.

As soon as this was said, President Song, who was furious, was stunned for a few seconds before he was surprised and confused, "Of course I would like to believe in my heart that what you said is true, and many instruments will also leave records. If what you said is true, the first time was not a misjudgment, our hospital will not be so passive now. The conflict between doctor-patient relationships occurs every year, but this conflict is too big. If it proves that you are right, of course it is a good thing."

"But, you disappeared for hours and wouldn't you fake a bunch of fake records and data, right?"

Xu Yaochen was stunned. I wanted to explain verbally that non-professionals did not listen at all. They were just willing to believe what they saw with their own eyes. They saw the guy who was already lying in the morgue and could speak, saying that they could save him, and they were extremely disgusted with him.

Nowadays, professionals and insiders, after hearing this, they even suspected that he forged fake records? Damn, who did I offend?! Why did God play me like this!!

Xu Yaochen also knew that no matter whether it was the first or the second time, he was responsible for rescuing Zhao Junwei in the emergency room, but also helped by assistants and nurses. No matter whether he sentenced the guy to death or the second time he rescued him, a group of professionals accompanied him to witness it, which proved that he did not lie or did nothing wrong.

The problem is that he contacted one by one for the past few hours, and those guys were evasive...

"I did not make false statements or forged records. The assistants and nurses who are with me can testify for me! I'm wronged!"

Dr. Xu sighed to the sky, "What a fucking in June," let alone the snow in eastern Guangdong Province. Not to mention snow in June, even in winter, it has not been snow for many years."

Dean Song's eyes flashed, and he stood quietly and didn't speak. He was also very imposing at this time. After more than ten years of getting along, he roughly understood Xu Yaochen's character and was willing to believe that he did not lie or make false statements.

But if you believe it, then Zhao Junwei's escape from danger will seem too unscientific and unscientific to subvert the three views.

At this moment, a cell phone ringing rang. It was Dean Song. When he caught the phone and answered it, he asked in shock as soon as he heard it, "Is Zhao Junwei awake?"

He paused for a moment and continued to ask in shock, "I can't only wake up, but I can still speak, and even try to get out of bed to move? Are you teasing me? Or scaring me?"

"I don't have any professional medical literacy anymore. I also know that people like him who have a hole in their head and whose neck is twisted to over 120 degrees in one direction when they are sent to the hospital can wake up after one night? What? His neck can move like a normal person? It's just a little stiff? Are you scared me again?"

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After the call ended, most of the time, President Song was repeating the language of the reporter from the other side.

Only when the ending was over, there were a lot of shock and doubts. When he put down his cell phone, he turned around and ran to the hospitalization department.

Xu Yaochen also started running in shock. This is unscientific. Yesterday’s miracle has been subverted by professional doctors, but that miracle is still too pediatric compared to now.

Last night, Zhao Junwei's neck had been twisted at one direction of more than 120 degrees for a long time. Even if he had first aid, he helped him recover after he died completely, but the twist of his neck of the neck could be as good as that in one night and recovered?

I have so much brain fluid, half of it, and now I can speak and try to go downstairs?

In various shocks, Dr. Xu not only rushed to see the scene, but also shouted in his heart that he was saved! He knew that his grievances were washed away by Zhao Junwei's perverted and incredible recovery speed and efficiency. He knew that his grievances were washed away with great hope.

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After a while, wave after wave of doctors and medical staff took turns to enter and exit Zhao Junwei's ward. Whether they went in or came out, everyone had shocked and unbelievable expressions on their faces. There were too many such expressions, and Zhao Mingye, the father-in-law, wanted to hit someone.

His son has recovered, and he has recovered very smoothly. He can speak and leave, and there seems to be no sequelae. Isn’t this a good thing? Why do you all have such expressions?

When Xu Yaochen entered the ward, Zhao Junwei, who was still handsome, glared at the eyes, "It's you?!"

"Do you know me?" Xu Yaochen looked surprised. Zhao Junwei was not aware of the rescue from beginning to end.

Zhao Junwei's face was full of grief and anger, "How could he not recognize me? I have called you at least dozens of times. I still have some help, and I can still save you. You just turned a blind eye and declared my death and sent me to the morgue. Do you think I was dead so much? I almost freeze to death inside!"

The temperature in the morgue is not particularly low, but people who are seriously injured and frequently die... Zhao Junwei also needs energy to nourish his recovery.

He was full of resentment towards Dr. Xu.

Can you realize that the patient is still conscious and knows that his condition is getting better and there are doctors around him. With the help of it, the speed of improvement has become faster. I am so happy that the doctor suddenly wants to sentence you to death? I can really rescue him. Brother, please stop making trouble!
Chapter completed!