The prolonged beeping sound was particularly harsh in the quiet emergency room.
"What, what's going on?! Hao Xuan! Hao Xuan! You can't let me, the white-haired man, give away the black-haired man!"
Mr. Jun raised his feet and was about to step forward.
But as soon as he took a step forward, he felt the murderous gaze from Mucha.
That look clearly said: Do you dare to come over and try?
Mr. Jun has been in the army for half his life, but at this moment he was frightened by Mucha.
"Old man, don't worry, Mucha will never let anything happen to Haoxuan. I guarantee you with my personality."
After Ye Sijue handed the heart robot to Mucha, he retreated to a position beside the old man.
He doesn¡¯t understand medical things, so he won¡¯t interfere with Mucha by her side, nor will he let others interfere with him.
Mr. Jun nodded heavily, but cold sweat was flowing down his forehead.
He has two grandsons, but compared to Jun Rongxuan, who has been sent abroad to study since he was a child, Jun Haoxuan, his grandson who has been with him since he grew up in the army, is his real treasure.
If something really happened to Jun Haoxuan, he felt that his body would not be able to support it for long.
He has done a lot of killing on the battlefield, but he is unable to save people.
Everything can only be seen by that young girl.
Mr. Jun raised his eyes and looked over, only to see Mucha with a serious look on his face, his hands moving non-stop, and working in coordination with the surgical assistant next to him.
He had never asked a little girl to do anything important, but for some reason, looking at the serious look on her face, he suddenly trusted her more.
"Probably because this little girl is tougher than him, she can scare him with just one look, so she must not be an ordinary person!"
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Time passes by minute by minute.
There were big beads of sweat on Mucha's forehead, and the color of her lips gradually changed from light red to white.
Suddenly, there was a beep, and the heart rate monitor turned into a straight line.
Mr. Jun¡¯s eyes widened instantly.
He doesn¡¯t understand medical skills either, but he knows what that straight line means¡ª¡ª
Only when a person dies does it become a horizontal line!
For a moment, Mr. Jun stood there blankly, his brain unable to think at all and turned into a blank.
Gone?
His eldest grandson is gone? ?
Mu Qingqing looked at the horizontal line, and the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky.
Sure enough, the operation failed.
Mu Qingqing was so excited that he did not go to see Jun Haoxuan's "body" and said directly: "Mu Xia! I said that it is impossible for a robot to replace the heart. Why don't you listen? As a doctor, how can you treat patients Are you treating your life as a trifling matter? You are not qualified to be a doctor at all! You will be condemned by your conscience!"
As Mu Qingqing¡¯s words fell, Mr. Jun, who was standing still, finally regained his composure.
The irritable old man Rujun was about to hit Mucha with his crutch.
It was this little girl who killed his eldest grandson!
"I want you to pay with your life¡ª¡ª"
However, as soon as Mr. Jun raised his crutch, a strong hand grabbed the crutch.
"Old man, Mucha is mine. No one can touch him without my permission. Neither can you."
¡°You¡ª¡ª¡± Mr. Jun almost jumped up in anger.
At this moment, Mucha's voice suddenly sounded: "What are you doing? Didn't the operation end successfully?"
Mr. Jun was stunned and asked in astonishment: "What did you say? Haoxuan is not dead?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com