After the sound, the bright and clean elevator doors opened to the left and right, and in front of them was a brightly lit passage that made people feel very dark and depressing.
The main reason for this feeling is that it is already more than 30 meters underground. Don't think that more than 30 meters is not a lot. According to the height of a normal building, this is also ten stories high, but it is only down.
The temperature underground is naturally much lower than that on the ground, and there is also a sense of dampness in the air, all with a gloomy feeling.
Even more eerie are the eyes of the security guards who wandered back and forth in the passage. When she walked out, Ma Hongyan quietly grabbed Zhang Yuan’s hand. Although this is her third time here, the security guards here twice A unified yellow race.
And now, the security guards inside are all bearded Central Asians. They are still wearing white headscarves. Many of them have a corner of the headscarf hanging down to block their faces. They only show a pair of ferocious eyes like hawks and falcons. Terrible eyes, the eyes glowing like animals, make people daunting.
When a fool sees them, they will feel that these are definitely not good. Each of them is holding a gun and walking around the passage regularly. Although they are all wearing security uniforms, a three-year-old child can see that they are terrorists.
Luo Yisi and Director Hu, who Zhang Yuan had become, walked side by side, his eyes peeping at Zhang Yuan from time to time. On such occasions, as an ordinary surgeon, if he is still so calm, it is a bit suspicious.
Zhang Yuan showed a sincere expression of fear. He lowered his head and asked Rois softly: "Who are these people? Why are they different from the second security guard?"
Unexpectedly, Rois frowned at those terrorists, and sighed: "Director Hu, don't care about other things. You just need to perform the operation properly, do you understand?"
Yuan nodded.
Royce smiled again: "I will guarantee the safety of both of you. You only have to do the surgery, and then go back with the money, hahaha."
Some helplessness and frustration flashed in Rois's smile, Zhang Yuan caught him in his eyes, he already felt the danger of this trip, Director Hu, this old guy is really hateful, think it is so easy to take other people's money? He also brought Ma Hongyan, shit, it was even worse that he ran away at a critical moment.
Through the inspection at the door, Zhang Yuan did not bring a gun, nor any weapons, because there was not only a metal detector, but also a body search. The surgical kit Zhang Yuan was carrying had to be checked.
Continue to go to the innermost side of the passage. The more terrorists go in, the more terrorists rise. Zhang Yuan roughly calculates. There are at least one hundred patrols outside here. Yesterday, there were all Chinese security guards. Why did the caller suddenly appear
At the end of the aisle is the big safe. Facing the aisle, it has a bright round door, which is indeed like a space warehouse. The door has a hydraulic hexagonal handle that can rotate like a ship’s steering wheel. It is on the side of the door. , There is a small LCD screen with a row of password keyboards under the screen.
Zhang Yuan originally wanted to secretly memorize the password while the old dog was entering it, but Royce did not enter the password. Instead, he pressed a red button next to the LCD screen and heard the door sound "ding dong". It seems that this is doorbell.
Then the hexagonal direction guard automatically rotated, and the "K" door was opened from the inside. What appeared in front of Zhang Yuan and Ma Hongyan was a guy with a straight suit, a dark cap, and a thick but not long beard, this guy. He looks the same as those terrorists, but his dress and expression are very elegant and decent, just like an aristocrat, a terrorist aristocrat, but Zhang Yuan knew that he was a ruthless character when he saw his eyes. .
"This is the patient's brother." Rois hurriedly went to introduce each other, seeing that he was a little scared of this guy.
"My name is Abuyev, and hello, Director Hu." It is unexpected that Abuyev is fluent in Chinese.
"Hello, Mr. Abuyev, your Chinese is really good." Zhang Yuan and him shook their hands lightly, and he could feel the cocoons under his knuckles.
"I grew up in China." Abuyev smiled and waved, and two terrorists with guns walked behind the door and closed it.
Zhang Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the bright round door. That was his hope of escape. The terrorists did not lock the door, but simply closed it, and then the two guys stood by the door like guards. .
At this time, Zhang Yuan simply took a look at the room. The room is not big, about ten square meters, which is the size of an ordinary small operating room. Naturally, there will be no windows in the room. The only way is the safe door, Zhang Yuan noticed that there was an air inlet and outlet above his head.
This is normal. It would be fatal to have no fresh air in and out of such a closed underground secret room.
In the middle of the room is Aruyev. These terrorists are indeed rich, shadowless lamps, electric knives, electron microscopes, and all kinds of heart instruments. They are all available, surrounded by Aruyev, on a table. Disinfection kits, disposable supplies, blood transfusion kits, etc.
Then look at the people in the room, Zhang Yuan, Ma Hongyan, Abuyev, Rois, and two terrorists. It is a bit difficult to solve easily.
"Is he already anesthetized?" Ma Hongyan has changed into a nurse's gown in the hospital today. She is a petite and exquisite figure, but Zhang Yuan has no intention of thinking about that.
"The anesthesia is good enough for him to be in a coma for 6 hours." Abuyev smiled.
"He has studied medicine." Rois whispered.
"Oh, it turned out to be a companion." Zhang Yuan said politely. He didn't think that this terrorist was also versatile. He could kill people and see a doctor. He didn't know whether the emperor sent him to heaven or hell after he died, but these guys don't believe in the emperor. .
"Haha, I'm the kung fu of a three-legged cat. The key is to rely on Director Hu." Abuyev said politely. Then he put on white rubber gloves and opened the white bed sheet of the patient's body to reveal that Aruyev hadn't removed it. Line of chest.
It can be seen that this Abuyev is really a doctor, and his actions are sophisticated and skilled. He grabbed a hemostatic forceps and grabbed an alcohol cotton ball, wiped and disinfected Aruyev’s chest for a while, and then ordered Ma Hongyan, "Intravenous drip Procaine."
Hong Yan also quickly entered the state. After she swept away her nervousness and fear, she hurried to the console to put on gloves and configure the potion.
Watching the two get busy and throw Zhang Yuan aside, this makes people feel a very strange feeling. Even Zhang Yuan is confused. You will have surgery. Why are you pulling me here? You are not. I'm sick.
Zhang Yuan hadn't spoken yet. Some people couldn't stand it anymore. Royce said, "Little general, let the best doctor in Zhonghai City Hospital perform the operation."
Abuyev raised his head and smiled, "Of course, I am not Director Hu doing the preparation work." After speaking, he picked up a scalpel and handed it over, "Director Hu, please, you must... be careful. "Abuyev's last four words popped out from between his teeth, changing from his gentle tone just now, he looked murderous and fierce.
Zhang Yuan was a little surprised. He couldn't guess what this guy meant. Did he see that he was not Director Hu? No, Director Hu hadn't seen him before, and even if he did, he wouldn't be able to see the flaws at a glance. Then why did he suddenly use such a threatening tone? Are you worried about your surgery
What a joke, we are Zhonghai a knife, the best cardiology department in Zhonghai... Wrong!
Zhang Yuan took the scalpel in Abuyev's hand, and he suddenly realized a very critical problem. He would not operate.
Zhang Yuan is omnipotent with pistols, artillery, aircraft, and tanks, and he knows everything in English and French, but he really doesn't know anything about operating patients. Da Huyou said, this, you can understand. Zhang Yuan said helplessly, this... I really don't understand.
Abuyev urged, "Director Hu, let's start, the wound from the second operation has not fully healed yet. If re-opening is not conducive to growth, I think you will open another cut next to it. Your surgery plan is like this. Well?"
"En..." Although Zhang Yuan often cuts people's throat, but the surgical tube is open regardless of the seam. Now it is a real operation. He blinked, holding the scalpel and shaking Aruyev's chest back and forth. I don't know. How to be good.
Naturally, Ma Hongyan knew that Zhang Yuan wouldn't do this. She looked at Zhang Yuan nervously with the salt water bottle. She was anxious but she couldn't help it. She was a nurse and she didn't care about the operation.
"Director Hu naturally has Director Hu's plan. You should let Director Hu come by yourself, the little general." What is unexpected is that Rois spoke again. It can be seen that this old guy is afraid of Abuyev, but why does he repeat it? Come out to talk twice.
"Then, I won't talk anymore, I just watched it, can't it?" Abuyev smiled, took off his rubber gloves, and then made a request to his brother's chest. Zhang Yuan felt that he didn't seem to be The life and death of the patient is very stressful like the families of other patients.
Zhang Yuan mentioned the scalpel again. Now he has nothing to do. The choice he faces is what to do? Give Aruyev a knife? What about after cutting? He still doesn't know anything, this guy who cuts to the aorta will undoubtedly die.
As a terrorist leader, you die, but Zhang Yuan will be exposed. The group of wolves and tigers outside can't spare him, but don't they cut it open? If you don't cut it, you will expose it now.
Whether to cut or not, this is a problem, a problem that troubles Zhang Yuan.