Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 78: Mr. Wan has an inexplicable sense of pride

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The director of the brain surgery department took off his blue mask, and the clothes under his surgical gown were completely soaked. It was not because he was tired. As a doctor, he was fortunate enough to see the most cutting-edge technology in the world and could not contain his excitement.

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

Gu San was dumbfounded.

What

Success

Miss Qiao successfully completed the operation on Uncle Chen, and even asked the director of brain surgery to say in a complimentary tone that even the experts from Beijing may not be able to perform at this level.

Isn't this... incredible

"Where did Miss Qiao come from? When did she learn medical skills?" Gu San turned his face and stared at him in confusion: "Master Wan, do you know that Miss Qiao knows medical skills?"

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

"have no idea."

Gu San:…

I don’t know, Mr. Wang, you were supporting Miss Qiao just now, as if you were fully confident that Miss Qiao could do it? Coaxing 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 put his hands behind his back. He could hear his understanding of Qiao Nian without saying anything deep: "She values Uncle Chen far more than you do. She doesn't even want to make fun of you. If she says she can do it, then she is at least 80% sure, otherwise she will find other ways to delay the arrival of reinforcements. "

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

It's so good that a senior expert from a tertiary hospital was full of praise.

Ye Wangchuan didn't know why, but he felt proud in his chest, and he felt more satisfied than being praised.

Director of Brain Surgery: "The patient is basically out of danger and does not need to be admitted to the ICU. He will be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation for a few days. If the condition stabilizes within these 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."

Then they went to the intensive care unit with the medical staff.

… Brain surgeon Liu Yuanyuan and others also came out of the operating room.

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

Especially Liu Yuanyuan, even if no one noticed her at the moment, everyone had forgotten what she just said. Her face was burning with heat, and her feet seemed to be pierced by nails, and she couldn't stay for a moment. He hurriedly told the colleague next to him: "I don't feel well. I'm going back to the department first."

"Okay, drink more hot water."

She was a famous surgical beauty in the city hospital, and some male doctors licked her. Liu Yuanyuan was not in the mood to be proud at the moment, so she hid from everyone and left first.

"Master Wan, Miss Qiao is out." Gu San said softly at this time.

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were fixed on the last girl to come out of the operating room.

Qiao Nian took off his surgical clothes and threw them into the trash can. He was so exhausted that he couldn't even raise his hands.

I felt a tall shadow looming over my head.

Who is blocking the light

Extremely tired, Qiao Nian was not in a good mood at the moment, her eyebrows were furrowed and she was very impatient.

"Uncle Chen's operation was successful. Aunt Chen and the others have passed."

Qiao Nian raised her head and saw Ye Wangchuan's troubled face. She saw it every day and was almost immune to it.

She closed her eyelashes tiredly and said weakly, "Well. Got it."

She was the one who saved the person, and she knew best whether the operation would be successful or not.

(End of chapter)