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"Bastard, why are you so annoying!"
Chu Huan stared at Mo Jinxiu's back angrily. She didn't close the door until he disappeared from sight, walked a few steps to the dressing table, recombed her hair in front of the mirror, and sat down to have breakfast after combing her hair.
Mo Jinxiu said that he can also hold a scalpel with his left hand, and the injury on his forehead will not affect any judgment during the operation, that is to say, he will complete this operation smoothly.
Since his injuries don't affect the operation, he still lies on the sickbed all day long pretending to be ill, treats her like a servant, and even asks her to feed him every meal, it's really, too much.
Thinking of his words, don't run away while he's not around, the anger on her face dissipated like a cloud, a bright smile soon bloomed on her delicate little face, and slyness shone in Qinghong's watery eyes.
If she didn't go out to get some air while he was in the operating room, wouldn't she foolishly lock herself in this room with no air but only the smell of disinfectant?
Moreover, she is worried about letting her mother handle the company's affairs alone. She has been working overtime in the workshop these days, not to mention, tomorrow is the day when people from the drug supervision department will come to the company for on-site inspection, and she has to go back to the company to make arrangements.
The previous declaration of cs cancer-dissolving drug was rejected due to problems in this link. Although she knew it was artificial, but this time, she still wanted to make it perfect and perfect so that no one would find faults.
Just as he was thinking, the phone rang suddenly.
It was Yan Luocheng calling, she was slightly startled, and pressed the answer button, her red lips were softly and joyfully said:
"Hey, Yan!"
"Chuchu, can you tell Mo Jinxiu to come to the studio?"
Yan Luocheng's voice came from the phone, and Chu Huan's eyes flashed with astonishment, he swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked:
"Yan, what's the matter?"
"Well, there is something that needs you to come over. Of course, if you can't come, I can also go to the hospital to find you."
However, it would be best if she came over. Yan Luocheng stood in front of the easel, staring at the old man in the painting with watery eyes. This was her masterpiece yesterday.
"No, you don't need to come to the hospital. I'll go find you. I'll go after I finish this little breakfast. Just wait for me in the studio."
After breakfast, Chu Huan hummed a little tune and walked out of the ward with the food box.
In the elevator, I happened to meet the nurse who bumped into her and Mo Jinxiu in the stairwell yesterday. The nurse had just come down from the operating room floor, and greeted Chu Huan warmly:
"Mrs. Mo, are you going out?"
Chu Huan nodded, glanced at her cart, his watery eyes flickered slightly, and asked casually:
"Did Dr. Mo enter the operating room?"
Speaking of Dr. Mo, the nurse showed admiration on her face, and the chatterbox opened up, proudly saying:
"Yes, I just delivered the liquid medicine to the operating room, and Dr. Mo has already started the operation."
"His right hand is injured, can he hold a scalpel?"
Chu Huan had doubts on his brows, and looked at the nurse gently.
"Of course, Mrs. Mo, don't you know? Dr. Mo is the only doctor in our hospital who can hold a scalpel with both hands. Not only that, he often uses his left and right hands at the same time. The operation is like an art performance "
Maybe it was the proud look in the nurse's eyes that infected Chu Huan, and a smile appeared on her face, her eyes flickered, and she asked in disbelief:
"Is it that amazing? You called him a myth."
The nurse's eyes are proud and firm:
"Yes, Dr. Mo is the apotheosis of the medical world. He has created many medical miracles. He easily completed operations that others could not complete. Just like today's operation, it was because the patient belonged to Dr. Fan, not just because of others. The doctor doesn't understand the patient's condition, and the patient's family members don't agree to switch to another doctor. Even if they know that Dr. Mo's hand is injured, they are willing to let him do the surgery. In fact, all the patients in our hospital who see the brain department want Dr. Mo to do the surgery"
Chu Huan believed that the nurse really worshiped Mo Jinxiu like a god, because she even forgot her own work, followed her out of the elevator, and pushed the cart all the way to the hospital door, if it wasn't for her She reminded with a smile that she really didn't know if she would push the cart and follow her out of the hospital because she talked about her idol endlessly.
As soon as she reminded her, the nurse's face turned red instantly, she gave a low cry, said embarrassedly, 'Mrs. Mo, I'm going to work first', and then ran away pushing the cart.
Looking at the back of the nurse running away,?, it¡¯s definitely not just the deification of the medical world, even if he doesn¡¯t meddle in the affairs of the group, people get sick all the time, especially those high-level veterans, who doesn¡¯t have any ailments
And Mo Jinxiu is a thoughtful, black-bellied and wise man, he can definitely use everything he can
"Jingyi, didn't you just say that you have something serious to discuss, tell me quickly, what do you need my help for?"
Thinking that she would go to the studio to find Yan Luocheng later, Chu Huan turned to the main topic. She did not forget her purpose of coming here.
On a certain floor of the tallest commercial building in City A, a man in a black suit stood in front of the spacious and bright floor-to-ceiling windows. His eyes looked through the transparent glass, and he could see that the entire City A was under his feet. The greed and vanity that looked down on everything was like a virus. Little by little, his heart spread
He fantasizes that one day he will control everything and sit in the luxurious chair in the president's office on the top floor. On that day, he will become a figure who can control the wind and rain in City A. With strong financial resources his status will naturally rise , maybe one day in the future, he can still become the master of the world
Behind him, the mobile phone on the desk rang suddenly, and his beautiful fantasy was interrupted. He turned around and walked to the desk. When he saw the caller ID, his eyes flashed coldly. He pressed the answer button and said in a deep voice:
"Hello!"
"Chu Huan has left the hospital."
When the voice on the phone came, a smile suddenly appeared in the man's cold eyes, but his facial features did not appear soft because of that smile, but instead showed a three-point coldness, like a devil in hell:
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