When Zhou Ze saw the ugly words, he thought it was his three-year-old daughter's homework, but when he saw the professional terms of ophthalmology, he was slightly stunned.
After seeing the last string of numbers, his pupils shrank.
This is Tang Mingchu’s university student ID number!
He and Tang Mingchu were classmates, and their student numbers differed only by one has been so many years since I graduated from college, and my student number is rarely used, and usually only I remember it.
This is the note left by Tang Mingchu!
He said that the patient in bed No. 16 had reached the final stage of the orthodontic corneal surgery. Only he could do this surgery, and he had to complete it so that the patient could regain his needs Zhou Ze's secret help.
Zhou Ze's hand holding the note was trembling.
He goes to IUC every day to ask about Tang Mingchu's situation. He knows better than anyone else that Tang Mingchu's life is hanging by a thread and his vital signs are unstable. He relies entirely on various top-notch medical instruments to hang on for his life and may die at any time.
Heeguang Hospital could not bear the loss of such a world-class genius ophthalmologist, so it wanted to save him regardless of the cost. However, it backfired. The IUC gave the probability that Tang Mingchu would survive was less than one little hope there is.
But now, Tang Mingchu, who was supposed to be unconscious in the IUC, actually asked him to help take him to complete the remaining surgery on patient No. 16!Even if he is discharged from the hospital at this moment, it is impossible to operate on the patient with an injured hand! If it weren't for Tang Mingchu's university student ID number, Zhou Ze would have thought someone was playing a prank.
……
Zhou Ze held the note tightly in his hand and went to the ophthalmic operating room according to the agreed time.
There are no operations scheduled for the ophthalmology department tonight, and the doctors are all off work. A light in the corridor is broken, flickering, and the atmosphere is a bit strange.
Zhou Ze walked through the corridor and saw a man in a white coat standing at the door of operating room No. [-].
He is a little short in stature, not quite like Tang Mingchu.
Zhou Ze stopped a few steps away from him. His eyes fell on the strangely colored hands under the man's sleeves, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
On the fair skin, the purple-red corpse spots are very conspicuous.
Zhou Ze's voice trembled slightly, and he said with some difficulty: "Tang Mingchu?"
The man in a white coat in front of him slowly turned around.
It was a face completely different from that of Tang Mingchu. It was pale, had corpse spots, and had a stiff face. It was completely like a corpse! But at this moment, the corpse spoke, and it was a familiar voice: "It's me, Zhou Ze."
"Are you in this state a human or a ghost?"
Zhou Ze originally wanted to ask with a smile, but when he spoke, he was choked with sobs, his eyes were sore, and tears filled him unconsciously.
Tang Mingchu twitched the corner of his mouth and gave a stiff smile, "Forget it. My body has been cut with so many knives. I guess it won't be used, so I went to the morgue to borrow a body to use first. Let's go, Zhou Ze, do it. Our last surgery.”
Zhou Ze quickly walked over and grabbed Tang Mingchu's arm. It was so stiff and cold that it made him panic. He said emotionally: "Tang Mingchu, please return the body to me. Who allowed you to use other people's bodies? You go to IUC with me, you give me I'm going back to your original body. It's illegal for you to do this surgery. I can't hide it for you. Wake up and use your own body to do the surgery! Have you forgotten? We were in the dormitory before. When we were here, we agreed to be lifelong partners! We will have many surgeries in the future. I don’t know how to perform bone-tooth artificial corneal surgery yet, but you said you would teach me and you will help me in the future."