Chapter 1139 I Can Die, but He Can't

"What did you say?"

The doctors at the scene widened their eyes when they heard the alcoholic's words, and even the nurse who had just started working was shocked when he heard the word "Mu Tianyao".

"You, you are talking about Mu Lao Tianyao, Mu Tianyao from Tangshan, Liangcheng?"

"Yes."

"Are you really Doctor Mu Laotian's apprentice?" Another doctor looked at the alcoholic again in disbelief.

Mu Tianyao's name is known to almost no one in the medical field, and it most often appears in the various classes of the medical school, and it is a famous example in all medical professors' classes.

A mysterious figure who has been included in the annals of medicine.

The hidden "living Hua Tuo".

Some of the most prestigious old professors in their medical field have visited and studied in person, but they are rarely seen by Mu Tianyao.

Mu Tianyao did have an apprentice, but he disappeared completely after Mu Tianyao passed away.

I didn't expect that today...

"What evidence do you have that you are..."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If he dies, I will pay for my life, but if he dies by your hands, I will definitely make you regret it." The alcoholic's slender fingers pointed at the dying Tsing Yi on the operating table.

Fearing that his words would not be convincing, the drunkard continued: "You have to be clear, I can't make fun of his life."

"But... your own situation is also very bad. If you continue to delay, the consequences will be unimaginable. This time, you have finally hired Dr. Wen Te from abroad for your heart surgery. If you delay the treatment..."

The alcoholic clenched the doctor's collar: "I don't care, his life is more important than mine. I can die, but he can't."

"..."

Under the strong insistence of the alcoholic, the doctor had no choice but to make the alcoholic's words "I'm 80% sure" and "Mu Tianyao" too convincing.

There is no such exception in the hospital, but the alcoholic said he would bear all the consequences.

So the doctor followed suit.

Soon, the alcoholic changed into a sterile suit, put on a mask and gloves, and was ready for the operation.

"Is it really possible?"

The doctor looked at the alcoholic's trembling hand holding the scalpel, feeling very worried.

"Can."

The drunkard gathered his mind and wanted to calm down, but Tsing Yi's eyes were tightly closed and his face was covered in blood, which made it difficult for him to do so for a while.

Finally, after dozens of seconds of quick self-adjustment, the drunkard took the knife...

Mu Han, Mu Tianyao...

These two names are very familiar.

The young man stood firmly by the side, just looking at the alcoholic who ignored his own danger in silence, and the feeling of heartache was even clearer than the previous two times.

This person is really important to him.

It's so important that you don't even need your own life.

So, if I really know you, then what kind of existence do I have in your heart?

Soon, the doctors and nurses were amazed by the alcoholic's astonishing manipulation skills.

Finally, he believed that this sick "medicine jar" was the apprentice of Dr. Mu Laotian.

It's just that with his medical skills that are beyond the reach of all medical circles, as long as he treats his disease patiently, he can still be completely cured in three to five years.

Why doesn't he have a little confidence, sometimes he doesn't cooperate, and even wants to give up halfway?

Thinking of his attending doctor once looking for a psychiatrist for Mu Han, it seems that Mu Han's heart disease is more difficult to cure.

Within half an hour of the operation, the alcoholic broke out in a cold sweat.

He almost bit his teeth to bleed, but the hand holding the knife was still trembling uncontrollably.