Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 78 The Inexplicable Pride

The director of brain surgery took off the blue mask, the clothes under the surgical gown were all soaked, he was not tired, he just as a doctor was lucky enough to see the most cutting-edge technology in the world and couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart.

The smile couldn't stop on his face: "Successful, the operation was very successful! I believe that even if the most authoritative experts in Beijing come, it may not be so successful."

Gu San was dumbfounded.

What?

Succeeded?

Ms. Qiao successfully completed the operation for Uncle Chen, and even asked the director of brain surgery to say in a complimenting tone that even the experts in Beijing may not be able to reach this level.

This... is incredible, right?

"Where did Miss Qiao come from? When did she learn medical skills?" Gu San turned his face and looked at him suspiciously: "Master Wang, don't you know that Miss Qiao knows medical skills?"

Ye Wangchuan smiled lightly with his thin lips, and his black eyelashes drooped down to cover those bloodthirsty deep eyes, as if he was not surprised at all.

"do not know."

Gu San: ...

I don't know, Mr. Wang, you just supported Miss Qiao just now, acting as if you were fully confident that Miss Qiao could do it?Coax ghosts!

"It's impossible for you not to know, Miss Qiao must have told you in advance."

"Ah."

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were deep, and he turned his hands away, but he could hear his understanding of Qiao Nian in a low tone: "She values ​​Uncle Chen far more than you, and you don't even want to joke about it, she didn't If you are sure, you won’t be able to show your strength. If she says she can do it, then she is at least [-]% sure, otherwise she will find another way to delay the time until the rescuers come.”

It's just that he didn't expect to go to Qiao Nian to do so well!

It was so good that an old expert from a tertiary hospital was full of praise.

Ye Wangchuan didn't know why, a surge of pride surged in his chest, he was more satisfied than being praised by others.

Director of Brain Surgery: "Basically the patient is out of danger and does not need to be admitted to the ICU. Transfer to the intensive care unit for observation for a few days. If the condition stabilizes within a few days, he can be transferred back to the general ward."

Chen Yuan and Aunt Chen were overjoyed, breathed a sigh of relief, and kept thanking the doctor: "Thank you doctor, thank you."

They then went to the intensive care unit with the medical staff.

……

Liu Yuanyuan and others from the brain surgery department also came out of the operating room.

The expressions on their faces were similar to Gu San's at the moment, but compared to Gu San, they saw Qiao Nian's operation with their own eyes, and their visual impact was stronger, and their expressions were more complex.

Especially Liu Yuanyuan, even if no one noticed her at the moment, everyone forgot what she said just now, her face was burning like fire, and her feet seemed to be pierced with nails, and she couldn't stay for a moment.Hastily said to the colleagues beside me: "I'm not feeling well, I'm going back to the department first."

"Okay, drink more water."

She is a famous surgeon in the city hospital, and some male doctors lick her up, but Liu Yuanyuan is not in the mood to be proud at the moment, and she hides from the crowd and leaves in desperation.

……

"Master Wang, Miss Qiao has come out." Gu San said softly at this time.

Ye Wangchuan fixed his gaze on the last girl who came out of the operating room.

Qiao Nian took off the surgical gown and threw it into the trash can beside her. She was so exhausted that she couldn't even raise her hands.

I felt a tall shadow looming above my head.

Who is blocking the light?

Tired to the extreme, Qiao Nian was not in a good mood at the moment, her eyebrows were wrinkled, impatient.

"Uncle Chen's surgery was successful, Aunt Chen and the others have already passed."

Qiao Nian raised her head and saw Ye Fanchuan's disaster-like face. She looked at it every day, and she was almost immune to it.

She curled her eyelashes tiredly, weakly: "Well. Got it."

She saved the person, and she knows best whether the operation will be successful or not.

(End of this chapter)