C3 (1/2)

The experience of the Chen Ancestor had already been deeply engraved in his mind.

Especially when he saw Wu Zhentian's painful expression, Shi Lei did not hesitate to make his move.

Although Shi Lei's voice wasn't loud, the entire operation room fell into a deathly silence.

”Who is this kid?”

”Which department?” ”He's still wearing his hospital gown. Are you crazy? The ECG monitor has already stopped, and he still said there's hope.”

Wu Zhentian did not say anything, but Vice-President Wang's face was already black. He actually said that Elder Wu was still alive, how could that be possible? If Wu Zhentian believed this brat's words, then he, the Permanent Vice-President, would not have to deal with him.

”Throw him out, whose patient? ”Does he not want to do it anymore?” Wang Vice-President roared, he grabbed Shi Lei's collar and was about to push him away.

”He seems to be that trash of Chen Yurou's husband.”

”Right, right, that's him. When he arrived this morning, his clothes were like that of a beggar's.”

”Dr. Chen, you should discipline your husband. Isn't he just spouting nonsense?”

Hearing that, Vice-President Wang fiercely glared at Chen Yurou who was in the middle of the crowd, whose face was completely red, it was unknown whether it was out of anger or shame.

You bastard, what are you doing? ”There's no place for you to talk. Hurry up and go, don't mess with me.” ”” ”Chen Yu Rou scolded loudly and pulled Shi Lei's arm.

”That's right, let's hurry and pick up the trash.” Someone from the crowd shouted out, causing a burst of laughter. The dean glared at the people who had just died, realizing that it was not the time for them to laugh at all.

It was embarrassing enough for others to know that he had a husband to pick up trash from, but now, he made such a scene again. How was he supposed to work in the hospital in the future?

”Yurou, Elder Wu really didn't die. According to you all, this is a fake death.”

”Bullsh * t. If he had faked his death, he would have saved his life long ago.” Doctor Liu immediately disagreed, Shi Lei's words were obviously accusing him of incompetent treatment, he could not bear the responsibility.

Chen Yurou wanted to kill Shi Lei. Without saying a word, she dragged Shi Lei and walked outside.

”Wait, let him explain.” Wu Zhentian stood up, and looked at Shi Lei with hope.

”Mr. Wu, you can't listen to his nonsense. He's just a garbage collector.” Vice-President Wang immediately advised, but Wu Zhentian did not say a word, staring straight at Shi Lei.

”Mr. Wu, there are at most 20 minutes left, if not it would be hard for the deities to save him. Elder Wu is faking his death, I can save him.” Shi Lei looked at Wu Zhentian and said this very calmly.

Wu Zhentian stared at Shi Lei as if he could see through him.

He who had grown up above, looked at Shi Lei as if he was a blade, but Shi Lei's expression did not change at all, as he stared back calmly.

”What if he can't be saved?”

”With your position in the Nanyang, you shouldn't have asked such questions.” Shi Lei replied very calmly.

What Shi Lei had inherited was not just the medical knowledge, but also the experiences of his predecessors. If it was before, when facing Wu Zhenhai, he would definitely be incomparably nervous, but now, Shi Lei would definitely not be the slightest bit afraid.

Wu Zhentian could tell that Shi Lei was definitely not pretending to be calm.

”Alright.” Wu Zhentian nodded his head, but he himself was very clear, it was not that he trusted Shi Lei, but he was betting, betting that Shi Lei would not dare to lie.

When Vice-President Wang wanted to continue persuading him, Wu Zhentian glared and immediately, he did not dare say a word.

”Please bring a set of silver needles.” Shi Lei patted Chen Yurou's hands, and rushed to Wang Vice-President and spoke, and walked towards him.