It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and more than five hours had passed since Xiaoqing was sent to the hospital.

Zhuang Lin never came out after entering the intensive care unit. Four hours have passed now. Except for the two doctors who came out at the beginning, no one has come out again.

At this time, everyone was anxiously waiting for the final verdict on the poor little girl's life, whether it was death or survival.

In the Affiliated Hospital, the waiting crowd not only did not decrease, but gathered more and more. After hearing the news, more and more citizens rushed to the Affiliated Hospital to pray for the poor little girl Xiaoqing.

It was past eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye, and there was still no movement in the intensive care unit. The people waiting outside the ward became increasingly anxious.

"It's been so long, why hasn't there been any movement inside?"

"Just wait a little longer. Whether it's good news or bad news, we should know it soon."

"It seems that there is something mysterious about it. Although Dr. Zhuang's medical skills are very powerful, Xiaoqing's injury is really too serious. With the methods of traditional Chinese medicine, even the precious wild ginseng and snow lotus may not be able to help."

"Yes, today's traditional Chinese medicine is no longer good. Although Dr. Zhuang is a disciple of a miracle doctor and has extraordinary medical skills, the affiliated hospital with the most advanced medical equipment and medical technology in the province cannot do anything. He relies solely on traditional Chinese medicine techniques.

If you want to bring Xiaoqing back from the hell gate, I'm worried."

Listening to the whispers of the people around them, Dean Qiu and Tang Sanshan also frowned. Four or five hours had passed now. After such a long time of rescue, it seemed that the situation was not optimistic.

They also thought that Zhuang Lin would create a miracle again, but they had also seen the little girl's injuries with their own eyes. Her internal organs were severely damaged and her vitality was weakened. It was no longer possible for medicine to cure her.

Although Zhuang Lin's medical skills are extraordinary and he has performed miracles, he is not only an ordinary person with naked eyes.

"Dean, how about I go in and take a look?" Tang Sanshan couldn't sit still, looked at Dean Qiu next to him, and asked in a low voice.

"Just wait, they should be out soon." Dean Qiu looked at the closed door of the intensive care unit. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said slowly.

In the Xicheng District of Quancheng, in the villa area, the Chu family villa is still brightly lit. The two old men, Mr. Chu and Mr. Bai, can't hold on and have fallen asleep. Chu Wan, Qin Ying, and Bai Jingqiu are still watching in front of the TV.

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As the waiting time became longer and longer, the three people's moods became heavier and heavier. A bad feeling grew in their hearts and lingered in their hearts, making them a little restless.

"Is everything going to be okay?" Qin Ying put on her pajamas, shook her head to wake herself up, looked away from the TV screen, looked at Chu Wan beside her, and asked worriedly.

At this time, Chu Wan had no confidence in her heart. Although she believed in Zhuang Lin's medical skills, when her manpower was exhausted, Zhuang Lin was just a human being, not a god, and he could cure any disease.

"I don't know either." After a long time, she shook her head and said.

"Wait a minute, it's been so long since Zhuang Lin came in, the results should be there soon." Bai Jingqiu's eyebrows were furrowed, and she was obviously feeling a little depressed. She looked at the TV series and said unhurriedly.

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At 11:30 in the evening, which was the fifth hour after Zhuang Lin entered the ward, the ward door, which had been closed for four hours, was opened from the inside.

The people waiting in the corridor were tired after waiting for several hours. Some had already left, and some simply sat down against the wall in the corridor. When the door of the intensive care unit was opened, the people near the door

Those people trembled violently in their hearts and looked up.

In the eyes, Zhuang Lin walked out of the open door. The difference from before entering was that Zhuang Lin's face was extremely pale at this time, and his body was even shaking inadvertently when he walked.

The eyes of the doctors walking behind him were looking at his back, their eyes burning with reverence.

Seeing Zhuang Lin and others coming out, all the people waiting at the door of the ward rushed forward. The reporters from various news columns and TV stations from all over the country squeezed forward with all their strength.

"Dr. Zhuang, how is Xiaoqing doing now?" This is a common question for everyone at this time.

At this time, Zhuang Lin was very, very tired. The strong tiredness kept attacking his mind. If he hadn't persisted so hard, he might have fainted.

He stood there, his body already beginning to sway, and he was really in no mood or spirit to answer any questions.

"Doctor Zhuang, are you okay?" As if he noticed something strange about Zhuang Lin, a slender hand stretched out to support his body, and then, in his ear, a clear and sweet female voice sounded.

He forced his eyelids to open, opened his mouth, swallowed a breath, shook his head, and then turned his head. Close at hand, there was a delicate and beautiful face, and a nice light fragrance hit his face.

Although he and this woman had never met before, he still forced out a smile, smiled back, shook his head reluctantly, and said thank you.

"Thank you. I'm fine. I'm just a little tired."

"Everyone, I am very happy to tell you the good news. After five hours of rescue by Dr. Zhuang, Xiaoqing is now basically out of danger." The gray-haired Dr. Zhao, with a smile on his face, loudly told everyone

said.

The entire corridor fell into a brief silence when they heard the news. Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at Zhuang Lin and the intensive care unit behind them.

Then, there was a burst of uproar, followed by a burst of cheers, and in the end, there was a round of applause.

"Dr. Zhuang, thank you, thank you for giving that poor little girl hope of life again." I don't know who was the first to stand up, bow down, and thank Zhuang Lin with that sincere action.

With someone taking the lead, everyone followed. Everyone in the corridor bowed towards Zhuang Lin, the doctor who had created a miracle, to express their most sincere gratitude.

This scene passed through the cameras, through the television media, through the Internet, spread out of the affiliated hospitals, and spread to the entire Quancheng, the entire Lu Province, and even most of China's territory.

Quancheng is completely boiling, the Internet is also completely boiling, and those people waiting in front of the TV, waiting hard, are boiling.

While people were happy that the poor little girl had regained a new life, they also remembered the name Zhuang Lin, because it was him who snatched this little girl who had entered the gate of hell back from the hands of death.
Chapter completed!