Tang Xiaoxiao was sitting in a wheelchair, with her broken left leg still covered in plaster and tied like a mummy's leg. She looked quietly at Tang Yuanfeng, who was lying unconscious in the hospital bed through the dust-free glass, frowning tightly. Frowning, there seemed to be unresolved sadness and sorrow in his brows. Jialan stood quietly behind him, holding the handle on the back of the wheelchair with both hands, his eyes far and long, as silent as a sculpture.
Cao Shuting, Cao Rou, Tang Zheng and Tang Jingchen were standing aside, each with their brows furrowed and worried looks on their faces... Of course, there was no one to tell whether these worried looks were true or false. Can know.
Standing opposite them were the leading domestic cardiologist in charge of the operation and several senior officials from the Donghai Armed Police General Hospital.
"Mrs. Tang, please make a decision quickly. With Mr. Tang's current heart condition, he won't be able to survive for long. If he doesn't undergo surgery, he may not be able to survive." Director Zhao, who was in charge of the operation, urged, "Mr. Tang's various organs are now failing. The later the surgery is postponed, the higher the risk of surgery will be."
Cao Shuting looked at Tang Xiaoxiao who was sitting in a wheelchair, "Well... Xiaoxiao, the doctor is right, we'd better sign quickly and let your dad do the surgery quickly. The longer it goes on, the more dangerous it will be." It’s getting bigger and bigger, and our Tang family can’t live without your dad now.”
Tang Xiaoxiao suppressed the sadness on her face and regained her cold and arrogant expression. She looked directly at Director Zhao and asked coldly, "Director Zhao, please tell me, if I really sign this, What are the chances of the surgery being successful? How well will my dad recover after the illness?"
"This..." Director Zhao secretly cursed Miss Tang for being difficult to deal with. When he raised his head and glanced at Tang Xiaoxiao secretly, he suddenly met her sharp eyes and shuddered involuntarily. She was so angry. girls…
As if she had seen through Director Zhao's inner speculation, Tang Xiaoxiao curled her lips and sneered sinisterly, "Director Zhao, please don't lie. Otherwise, you should know that our Tang family is not that easy to talk to."
Director Zhao couldn't help but sweat profusely. He secretly marveled at the fierceness and power of this girl. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief and said the truth involuntarily, "This... the chance of success of the operation should be less than 30%."
After saying this, Director Zhao almost regretted it to death. Wasn't he asking for trouble? Just this morning, Director Zhao, the so-called authoritative heart surgery expert in the country, was secretly brought to the dean's office. Someone in the office, using the position of dean as a promise, gave him an order: We must get the patient Tang Yuanfeng into the operating room so that he cannot leave the operating room alive!
As long as you make the risk of the operation a little smaller and ask your family members to sign and agree to the operation, isn't it easy? Damn it, how could I be frightened by a young girl to tell the truth
"With less than 30%, you dare to ask me to sign? You are really brave!" Tang Xiaoxiao sneered, raised his eyes and glanced sideways at Director Zhao, "Sorry, I can't agree with domestic medical technology, so... I refuse Sign the consent form for the surgery. Of course, if some people dare to go behind my back and secretly drag my dad to the operating room, don’t blame me, Tang Xiaoxiao, for not being polite then."
Director Zhao had a difficult look on his face, but his mind became flexible. He turned his gaze to Cao Shuting aside and persuaded her in a good voice, "Mrs. Tang, please advise your daughter. There is nothing we can do. Doctors have the heart of a parent. If not, We can't bear to watch Mr. Tang suffer, but we won't rush to perform such a high-risk operation. After all, Miss Tang is still young and doesn't know much about life-threatening matters. You are Mrs. Tang after all, and these things...should be handled by You decide."
Cao Shuting also had a troubled look on her face, and was tangled in her heart. She asked tentatively, "Xiaoxiao..."
"Shut up!" A sharp voice poured out from Tang Xiaoxiao's lips. Her palm suddenly fell on the armrest beside the wheelchair, causing a harsh sound. Her cold and warning eyes scanned the few people present. "When will it be your turn to speak about the Tang family's affairs? Why, do you think we, father and daughter, are both dead?"
"I..." Cao Shuting hesitated, but didn't know how to respond.
Tang Jingchen, who had been silent all this time, finally walked out, gently took Tang Xiaoxiao's hand, squatted down, and on his elegant and gentle face, the gentle gaze that once made her endlessly infatuated looked directly at her cold eyes. With his eyes wide open, he persuaded softly, "Xiaoxiao, we all know that you care about dad, and you are anxious and worried... But please don't be so irritable, okay? Brother really can't bear to see you like this."
Seeing the infinite tenderness on Tang Jingchen's face, Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were covered with mist, and she called softly, "Brother..."
Tang Jingchen's lips raised a gentle and doting smile, as if he had just met him, "Dad's condition is very serious. Even if there is little hope, we must fight once. If we don't fight this time, we will never have another chance." Yeah... Do you understand? Silly girl, brother knows that you are feeling very bitter and tired. Ever since your father fainted that day, you have been busy entertaining those visitors with ulterior motives, and you will not be able to hold on any longer. Have you forgotten, In addition to you, there is a brother here! My brother is also my father's son, so let me share these things for you. Xiaoxiao, you are also a patient yourself, so you should go and rest. Leave everything here to me, okay? "
With that said, Tang Jingchen stood up slowly, turned around gracefully and gracefully, took out the signature pen from his arms, took a deep breath, as if he mustered up some courage, "Director Zhao, please give me the surgery consent form." Give it to me and I’ll sign on behalf of the family.”
Tang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, lowered his head deeply and did not refuse. However, Tang Zheng, who was silent at the side, could clearly see that the veins on Tang Xiaoxiao's hands bulged, as if he was forcibly enduring something.
Hearing this, Director Zhao almost knelt down in emotion. For most of the day, he had been spitting on who could blame this poor Miss Tang. Now, finally, there is a Tang eldest son who can stand up and sign the contract. After placing this "death notice", all he had to do was push Tang Yuanfeng into the operating room... and he would be done.
"Okay! Okay!" Director Zhao quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and waved to everyone behind him, "Hurry and prepare the operating room, we will operate immediately!"
Just when Tang Jingchen was about to put pen to paper, a cold and gloomy voice suddenly sounded from behind, revealing a bit of bright and sweet girlishness, "I'm sorry, the person in charge of the Tang family is me; Tang Yuanfeng's only daughter is I; the person who can make any decision is me, Tang Xiaoxiao. Even if you sign the bold statement, you can't do the surgery because I don't allow it!"
The tip of the pen trembled suddenly, and Tang Jingchen turned around in disbelief, his eyes full of doting and helplessness, "Xiaoxiao, don't be willful, this kind of thing... It's up to my brother to decide. You just need to take good care of yourself and wait until you are cured. You can go back to the entertainment industry and be your great director. Don’t you like these things the most?”
Tang Xiaoxiao slowly raised his head, his bright and beautiful little face full of tenacity and coldness. He smiled sarcastically and said lightly, "Sorry, I am not a three-year-old child. The Tang family... I am the one who makes the decision, Tang Xiaoxiao.”
Tang Jingchen was anxious and annoyed, "Xiaoxiao... If you continue to be so willful, my brother will not like you. You are only a child, how can you be the master?"
"21 years old is not young anymore, and it is enough to judge certain things." Tang Xiaoxiao smiled softly and stretched out his hand to Jialan behind him.
Jialan was an excellent housekeeper, and without Tang Xiaoxiao having to say anything, she took out a notarized certificate from her pocket folder and handed it to Tang Xiaoxiao.
Tang Xiaoxiao glanced at the handwriting and seal on the notarial certificate, raised the corners of her lips slightly, raised the document in her hand, and glanced at everyone present with sarcastic eyes, "This is what dad Tang Yuanfeng said in a month." For the double notarization done at the International Notary Office and the Liyang City Notary Office, if he has an accident and is unable to exercise any civil rights and other civil rights, then her only daughter Tang Xiaoxiao will exercise it on his behalf, and others will not have any qualifications as family members. The right to exercise one’s identity... Among these rights is to sign on the surgical drapes.”
Tang Jingchen and Cao Shuting's expressions changed suddenly, and Director Zhao almost turned dark.
No one expected that Tang Yuanfeng would actually perform such a notarization that was almost completely decentralized. This was undoubtedly a trump card that completely extinguished the delusions of everyone present!
"Xiaoxiao, what do you mean?" Tang Jingchen's face darkened, and he clenched his fists with both hands, then let go, with a touch of sadness and heartache on his face, "How could dad do such a notarization? Could it be... Don’t you even trust your brother?”
"Brother, you are my brother, how can I not trust you?" Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with mist again, but the corners of her lips curved into a sneer, "You are my favorite brother, I How could I not trust you, how could I not like you? It's just... This is dad's decision. My dad had a bad heart before, but he just didn't allow me to tell you. He specifically told me, in case he had an accident. , let me make my own decision on everything, never, never... don't listen to 'others'."
For some reason, Tang Jingchen suddenly felt that the word "others" was extremely harsh. Now, he was a little unsure whether Tang Xiaoxiao had already suspected him...
"Boss, I'm back!"
Just when the whole audience fell into silence due to Tang Xiaoxiao's trump card, Xue Xiaohan's figure accompanied by her cheerful voice came from the other end of the corridor. There were four girls following her, and it was Tang Xiaoxiao. They worked hard to train three girls, **Yan, plus Lan Xia, the part-time cleaner at the TV station.
Hearing the voice, Tang Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked over, a look of surprise flashed across her expression. She did not shy away from the dark faces of several experts and asked anxiously, "How is the matter going? Is there any foreign country that specializes in treating this disease?" A medical structure for heart disease?”
Before the words were spoken, everyone on the scene took a deep breath and aimed their swords directly at Xue Xiaohan, who came happily.
Faced with the look that wanted to tear her into pieces, Xue Xiaohan still looked heartless and said with a smile, "I asked my friend to help me search. Currently, there is only one professional institution in the world that treats this kind of heart disease. Well, that is This is the St. Miais Heart Hospital on the west coast of the United States. The success rate of surgeries in this hospital is very high, at least it can be improved to over 70, and I have contacted them. If our patients want to be transferred to them, They can send medical staff to follow the entire process to ensure the patient’s safety during the journey.”
"Really?" Tang Xiaoxiao's dim eyes lit up, and she said urgently, "Okay, without further delay, you immediately contact the Boeing airliner charter on the west coast of North America, and then contact St. Amy's Heart Hospital, we Transfer to the hospital immediately!"
"No! I don't agree!"
Two angry voices sounded in unison. Tang Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that they were Cao Shuting and Director Zhao.
Unexpectedly, the other party actually shouted out like this. The two of them couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Cao Shuting then hurriedly said, "Xiaoxiao, arrange for your dad to be hospitalized in the United States. There is no one to take care of him there. If anything happens to him... you How can I live?"
As she said that, Cao Shuting shed a few tears dryly and winked at Cao Rou desperately.
"Shut up that crow mouth of yours! There is no place for you to talk here!" Tang Xiaoxiao glanced sideways at Cao Shuting and said coldly.
Director Zhao cleared his throat and said with a kind-hearted expression, "Miss Tang, I understand your concerns, but have you ever thought about how you would provide first aid treatment if Mr. Tang gets sick during the flight... ?Furthermore, with Mr. Tang’s physical condition, if something happens, who can bear the responsibility?”
Tang Xiaoxiao curled her lips and sneered arrogantly and richly, "Director Zhao, please worry about this. First of all, the object of my charter flight this time is an American Boeing passenger plane. Let alone rescue, even if it is What will happen if the medical equipment is moved up there? Secondly, I am now my father's authorized agent. If any accident occurs, I will naturally be responsible for it, so I won't bother you."
"Miss Tang..."
Director Zhao wanted to say something more, but Tang Xiaoxiao stared back with a cold look.
Tang Jingchen's brows twitched and he said softly, "Xiaoxiao, if you trust foreign technology so much, this St. Amy's Heart Hospital... We are not familiar with it, so why don't I introduce it to you? How about it? It's in New York on the east coast of North America. A heart disease hospital on the outskirts of the city is definitely the most authoritative heart disease treatment institution in the world. I am very familiar with this heart disease hospital. It is run by a family of my friends, so at least it can have some guarantees, right?"
"Friends?" An ambiguous smile appeared on Tang Xiaoxiao's lips.
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