Chapter 73: Boss, your vest is about to fall off
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
It was the rush hour when school was over, and many parents drove to pick up their children after get off work, and the outside of No. [-] Middle School was blocked by cars of various colors.
Frowning, Qiao Nian took out the earphone plugs from her bag, walked through the crowd, and was about to call the hospital back.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black Phaeton parked low-key in an inconspicuous corner across the road.
Ye Wangchuan was lazily leaning against the side of the car, the streetlights shone on his handsome face, the man's eyes were deep, a cigarette dangling from his thin and colorful lips, the sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing the string on his wrist. Crimson beads.
He stops far away, but he stands out from the rest of the crowd, and he is very eye-catching.
Qiao Nian didn't even want to go there.
The man by the side of the car seemed to sense her coming out, and raised his eyes to look in her direction, and met her eyes right away.
Qiao Nian: ...
Ye Wangchuan didn't expect her to come out so fast, and saw that he was smoking, he frowned and threw away the cigarette butt he had just taken a puff of, stamped it out with his toes, turned around and said to Gu San in the car: "Didn't you say that the third year of high school is taking an exam, It will take at least half an hour to come out?"
"It will take half an hour."
"Then why did Qiao Nian come out?" He happened to see him smoking a cigarette.
Ye Wangchuan pinched his lower forehead, he didn't bother to say, he raised his hand to call for the person opposite to come over.
*
The road is so wide, Qiao Nian arrived within a few steps.
As soon as she stood still, she heard the man's deep and seductive voice covering her hood: "Uncle Chen has an accident."
Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat, his complexion changed slightly, he tore off the headset, and looked at him with dark eyes, those eyes were cold and cruel, like a wolf who had been stepped on the bottom line.
"What happened?" His voice was hoarse.
Ye Wangchuan saw that her shoulders and back were tense at right angles, so he knew that she was far from being as calm as she appeared on the surface, so he turned around and opened the car door, beckoning her to get in the car: "On the road, get in the car first."
*
Along the way, Ye Wangchuan briefly told her about Uncle Chen's situation.
In fact, it is very simple. In the afternoon, Uncle Chen suddenly felt sick and vomited, and he fainted for a while. The doctor gave him an emergency examination and found that he had a tumor in his brain, and he needed an operation immediately.
However, this kind of craniotomy has high requirements for doctors. The surrounding city is only a small place, and the level of medical technology is far from the level of Beijing.
It is undoubtedly difficult to find an expert to perform a craniotomy on Uncle Chen.
Before the car arrived at the city hospital, Ye Wangchuan's eyes fell on her pale face, he quickly twirled the prayer beads on his wrist, and comforted softly: "I have already contacted the experts from the Beijing People's Hospital, they will be here soon, you don't have to worry. "
She always knew that Uncle Chen was paralyzed in bed all year round and was in poor health, so she asked the doctor to give him a comprehensive physical examination every month, but she never thought that even so, he still encountered a brain tumor!
Qiao Nian's face turned pale, she leaned back, closed her eyes, her crow-black eyelashes were distinct, her lips were pursed into a straight line, she clenched her hands into fists and put them aside, she didn't speak.
But it was the first time for Ye Wangchuan to see her such a fragile and restless side, fearing that she would bleed out his palm, so he put his big hand on the back of her hand.
Like comforting a child, coaxing in a low voice: "Nian Nian, be good, trust me, Uncle Chen will be fine."
The car soon stopped at the city hospital, and Qiao Nian almost ran all the way up to the sixth floor.
Aunt Chen's suppressed crying and the sound of doctors discussing together could be heard from a distance.
"The patient has fallen into a severe coma. What should I do? I can't wait for the experts from Beijing to come. Why don't I just transfer it to a higher-level hospital?"
"No, his condition is not suitable for moving, and he can only operate as soon as possible."
"But who will take the lead?"
There was a deathly silence.
The doctors of the brain surgery department of the Raocheng Hospital are all here, and no one dares to come forward and say that they are sure. If they were replaced by ordinary patients today, they might not be under such a great pressure. However, this patient looks ordinary, and seems to have a lot of background behind it, no one can afford this responsibility...
Aunt Chen waited for a full minute with tears in her eyes and did not see a doctor saying that she was performing the surgery. Her heart sank uncontrollably. When she was about to despair, she heard a familiar voice from the end of the corridor.
"I come!"
Frowning, Qiao Nian took out the earphone plugs from her bag, walked through the crowd, and was about to call the hospital back.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black Phaeton parked low-key in an inconspicuous corner across the road.
Ye Wangchuan was lazily leaning against the side of the car, the streetlights shone on his handsome face, the man's eyes were deep, a cigarette dangling from his thin and colorful lips, the sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing the string on his wrist. Crimson beads.
He stops far away, but he stands out from the rest of the crowd, and he is very eye-catching.
Qiao Nian didn't even want to go there.
The man by the side of the car seemed to sense her coming out, and raised his eyes to look in her direction, and met her eyes right away.
Qiao Nian: ...
Ye Wangchuan didn't expect her to come out so fast, and saw that he was smoking, he frowned and threw away the cigarette butt he had just taken a puff of, stamped it out with his toes, turned around and said to Gu San in the car: "Didn't you say that the third year of high school is taking an exam, It will take at least half an hour to come out?"
"It will take half an hour."
"Then why did Qiao Nian come out?" He happened to see him smoking a cigarette.
Ye Wangchuan pinched his lower forehead, he didn't bother to say, he raised his hand to call for the person opposite to come over.
*
The road is so wide, Qiao Nian arrived within a few steps.
As soon as she stood still, she heard the man's deep and seductive voice covering her hood: "Uncle Chen has an accident."
Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat, his complexion changed slightly, he tore off the headset, and looked at him with dark eyes, those eyes were cold and cruel, like a wolf who had been stepped on the bottom line.
"What happened?" His voice was hoarse.
Ye Wangchuan saw that her shoulders and back were tense at right angles, so he knew that she was far from being as calm as she appeared on the surface, so he turned around and opened the car door, beckoning her to get in the car: "On the road, get in the car first."
*
Along the way, Ye Wangchuan briefly told her about Uncle Chen's situation.
In fact, it is very simple. In the afternoon, Uncle Chen suddenly felt sick and vomited, and he fainted for a while. The doctor gave him an emergency examination and found that he had a tumor in his brain, and he needed an operation immediately.
However, this kind of craniotomy has high requirements for doctors. The surrounding city is only a small place, and the level of medical technology is far from the level of Beijing.
It is undoubtedly difficult to find an expert to perform a craniotomy on Uncle Chen.
Before the car arrived at the city hospital, Ye Wangchuan's eyes fell on her pale face, he quickly twirled the prayer beads on his wrist, and comforted softly: "I have already contacted the experts from the Beijing People's Hospital, they will be here soon, you don't have to worry. "
She always knew that Uncle Chen was paralyzed in bed all year round and was in poor health, so she asked the doctor to give him a comprehensive physical examination every month, but she never thought that even so, he still encountered a brain tumor!
Qiao Nian's face turned pale, she leaned back, closed her eyes, her crow-black eyelashes were distinct, her lips were pursed into a straight line, she clenched her hands into fists and put them aside, she didn't speak.
But it was the first time for Ye Wangchuan to see her such a fragile and restless side, fearing that she would bleed out his palm, so he put his big hand on the back of her hand.
Like comforting a child, coaxing in a low voice: "Nian Nian, be good, trust me, Uncle Chen will be fine."
The car soon stopped at the city hospital, and Qiao Nian almost ran all the way up to the sixth floor.
Aunt Chen's suppressed crying and the sound of doctors discussing together could be heard from a distance.
"The patient has fallen into a severe coma. What should I do? I can't wait for the experts from Beijing to come. Why don't I just transfer it to a higher-level hospital?"
"No, his condition is not suitable for moving, and he can only operate as soon as possible."
"But who will take the lead?"
There was a deathly silence.
The doctors of the brain surgery department of the Raocheng Hospital are all here, and no one dares to come forward and say that they are sure. If they were replaced by ordinary patients today, they might not be under such a great pressure. However, this patient looks ordinary, and seems to have a lot of background behind it, no one can afford this responsibility...
Aunt Chen waited for a full minute with tears in her eyes and did not see a doctor saying that she was performing the surgery. Her heart sank uncontrollably. When she was about to despair, she heard a familiar voice from the end of the corridor.
"I come!"
