Dear Commander-in-Chief

I don't know when, Gu Qiqi has already stood behind him, quickly read a few indicators on the life indicator, and observed the patient's wounds and medical records.

Coldly opened his mouth and said to him: "The reason for your failure is that you didn't notice that he is a diabetic."

The doctor was stunned. It was too late to wonder why Gu Qiqi’s opponent broke into his own operating room. He was only forced by the pressure of Gu Qiqi’s cold air field, and replied quietly: "Sugar, people with diabetes... What does it matter..."

"Of course, it matters a lot." Gu Qiqi's tone suddenly became severe, "How did you become a doctor? Diabetics must be taken extra care of during all operations, because they are more prone to large-scale infections! Surgery must be strictly controlled. Do real-time blood glucose monitoring at every step in the process! Are you ignorant or negligent? No matter which is the case, you are not worthy of being a doctor!"

Gu Qiqi's tone can be said to be quite harsh.

She really didn't want to be polite at all to the so-so quack who ignored the life and death of the patient.

Her stern tone frightened the doctor's legs and fell to the ground: "It was my negligence that killed someone... I killed someone..."

The other doctors in the operating room also had their backs tight and cold. They quickly checked the medical records and checked the patient's blood sugar, for fear that they were also diabetic.

Gu Qiqi didn't pay attention to them anymore, but walked forward and observed the patient who was put to death at close range.

What a pity...

If this operation is performed on her, this person will definitely survive, but unfortunately now the heartbeat has stopped, and there is no way to recover.

Gu Qiqi closed his eyes, prayed silently for the undead for a moment, and murmured: "I hope your soul rests in peace. I will take your eyes today and let another person get a new life. You can also borrow his body to see again. This world... is offended!"

After all, holding the scalpel blade, it was actually...

The other three doctors in the operating room were so scared that they quickly stopped: "What are you doing? Are you going to be disrespectful to the corpse?"

The three of them choked for a while before saying, "This...this patient belongs to us..."

Although they didn't know what Gu Qiqi was going to do, they were instinctively jealous of Gu Qiqi and wanted to stop her from doing anything.

Gu Qiqi's aura was fully opened, and he went back directly: "The patient is yours, the corpse is not yours! The rules of the ghost island, everyone signs a life and death certificate, and when a person dies, they can be handled by their companions or other teams. The corpse will be snatched from me. This is really what Loser would do."

After that, I no longer paid attention to the three people, but started to take the patient's healthy eyeballs.

The three of them were speechless by Gu Qiqi's reprimand.

Watching what Gu Qiqi was doing was even more stunned!.

Involuntarily, they all stretched out their hands and stroked their eyelids, as if Gu Qiqi was taking off their eyeballs. It hurts!

After a few seconds, someone finally reacted and whispered, "He...Is he going to perform an eyeball transplantation?"

"Yeah, there seems to be a ruptured eyeball over there..."

"Definitely not. Look at the old man and the little girl. They definitely can't. This man is good at viscerectomy. It's impossible to be proficient in ophthalmology?"

"Then we still don't want to stop him, just let him transplant it, and then we can't finish it. We just took the opportunity to speed up! We can definitely turn defeat into victory!"

"That is, let him do his own evil and not live!"

"Make him arrogant!"

"Let him fail!"

Several people murmured and finally regained their confidence, and no longer blocked Gu Qiqi, but happily continued their own surgery.