Fang Zhen's nose was bleeding after being hit by Song Yang, and there were footprints all over his white coat and face.
He crawled to Jia Changhe and said, "Dean, Song Yang hit me!"
Jia Changhe said: "Song Yang, that's enough! Do you think this is your home?"
Song Yang said: "Tell Fang Zhen, a fool, to behave himself, or I'll pull his Ji Ji off!"
Song Yang looked at Fang Zhen fiercely.
Fang Zhen couldn't help but clamp his legs together, he didn't dare to say a word.
Jia Changhe's face darkened.
Song Yang is very arrogant, but Jia Changhe wants to see what Song Yang is capable of.
Regardless, this is a case.
Anyway, the patient has already completed the discharge procedures, so even if something happens it has nothing to do with the hospital.
Song Yang looked at Liu Jingping and said sincerely: "Auntie, please believe me, I will definitely cure uncle."
Liu Jingping was very angry.
She looked at Song Yang's eyes and suddenly felt calm.
She knows her husband's condition best. She accompanies him every day and feels very sad watching him suffer from chemotherapy.
Instead of struggling to hold on, it’s better to give it a try.
Even if I die, it would be a relief.
Liu Jingping nodded.
Song Yang smiled when he got her affirmation.
He turned and walked to the bedside of Zhou Weiyu's father.
Zhou Weiyu's father had an oxygen tube inserted in his nose and his eyes were closed.
In his current condition, he might die right after being discharged from the hospital.
Fang Zhen hid behind Jia Changhe and looked at Song Yang with a gloomy face.
He took out his cell phone, ready to call the police after Song Yang killed the man!
Song Yang pulled out the oxygen tube directly.
Zhou Weiyu's father took a sharp breath, his heart beating violently, and his face turned red instantly, looking terrible.
The people watching on the side couldn't help but exclaim.
Song Yang's behavior was too bold. Pulling out the oxygen tube that was sustaining his life was simply killing him!
Zhou Weiyu clenched her fists over her chest, her face full of anxiety.
Dad looked really scary.
If she didn't trust Song Yang so much, she would have rushed over to stop him.
Song Yang reached out and pressed Zhou Weiyu's father's neck a few times, and while no one was paying attention, he put the medical card on his arm.
"Ding! Medical card activated successfully!"
The system voice came.
A smile appeared on Song Yang's face.
Zhou Wei Yu's father straightened his body suddenly, and then stopped twitching.
"The person is dead!"
Fang Zhen yelled, "Song Yang, you are taking human life lightly! I'm going to call the police and have you put in jail!"
Jia Changhe turned around and slapped him in the face.
Fang Zhen was stunned.
He didn't expect that the respected dean would suddenly hit him.
Jia Changhe excitedly walked to the bed where Zhou Weiyu's father was lying and observed him carefully.
Zhou Weiyu's father's breathing was steady and his face was rosy. If you just looked at his appearance at this moment, you would just think he was sleeping soundly.
Jia Changhe pressed Zhou Weiyu's father's pulse with his hand and checked carefully. His eyes suddenly widened.
The pulse is steady and the heartbeat is strong.
This is clearly a healthy person!
Jia Changhe looked up at Song Yang and said in disbelief: "The patient is fine! You cured him!"
Are you okay
Jia Changhe's words caused great shock to the onlookers at the scene.
Everyone saw the look on Zhou Weiyu's father's face just now, and it was clear that he was about to die.
After receiving Song Yang's massage, he actually recovered his health immediately.
Only a few minutes had passed!
Cancer is not like choking while drinking water, it is a global problem and is almost incurable!
But Song Yang did it. He used massage to restore the heartbeat of a dying person.
This is simply a miracle!
Fang Zhen stood there with his face covered. His face was red from being beaten, like a monkey's skin.