Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

It was the peak time for school to end, and many parents drove over to pick up their children after get off work. The outside of No. 1 Middle School was blocked by cars of all kinds.

Qiao Nian frowned, took out her earphones from her bag, plugged them in, walked through the crowd, and was about to call the hospital back.

From 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 car, with the streetlight shining brightly on his handsome face. The man had deep eyes and a cigarette in his thin, gorgeous lips. The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up section by section, revealing the strings on his wrist bones. Crimson beads.

His stopping place is far away, but he stands out from the crowd and is very eye-catching.

Qiao Nian didn't even want to walk over.

The man next to the car seemed to sense that she was coming out. He raised his eyes and looked in her direction, and his eyes met hers.

Qiao Nian:......

Ye Wangchuan didn't expect that she came out so quickly and saw that he was smoking. He frowned and threw away the cigarette butt that 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 senior year of high school is taking exams? It will take at least half an hour to come out?"

"It takes half an hour."

"Then why did Qiao Nian come out?" She happened to see him smoking.

Ye Wangchuan pinched his forehead and was too lazy to say anything. He raised his hand to call the person opposite to come over.

*

The road was only so wide, and Qiao Nian arrived in just a few steps.

As soon as she stood still, she heard the man's low and sultry voice with his hood up: "Uncle Chen, something happened."

Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat, her face changed slightly, she pulled off the headset and looked at him with dark eyes, cold and cruel, like a wolf that had been stepped on.

"What happened?" His voice was hoarse.

Seeing her shoulders and back tightening into a right angle, Ye Wangchuan knew that she was far from as calm as she seemed. He turned around and opened the car door, beckoning her to get in: "I told you on the way, get in first."

*

Along the way, Ye Wangchuan briefly told her about Uncle Chen's situation.

In fact, it was very simple. Uncle Chen suddenly suffered from nausea and vomiting in the afternoon and fainted for a time. The doctor gave him an emergency examination and found that he had a tumor in his brain and needed immediate surgery.

However, this kind of craniotomy has high requirements for doctors. Huancheng is just a small place, and the medical technology level is far from the level in Beijing.

Suddenly, it would be 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, his fingers quickly turned the beads on his wrist, and he comforted softly: "I have contacted the experts from the Beijing People's Hospital, they will be here soon, you don't have to worry. "

She had always known that Uncle Chen was in poor health because he had been paralyzed in bed all year round, so she asked the doctor to give him a comprehensive physical examination every month. Unexpectedly, even so, he still encountered a brain tumor!

Qiao Nian's face turned pale, she leaned back and closed her eyes. Her dark eyelashes were clearly defined, and her lips pursed into a straight line. She clenched her hands into fists and placed them on her side without speaking.

But this was the first time that Ye Wangchuan saw such a fragile and uncool side of her. He was afraid that she would dig out the palm of his hand and bleed, so he put his big hand on the back of her hand.

As if comforting a child, he coaxed in a low voice: "Nian Nian, be good, believe me, Uncle Chen will be fine."

The car quickly stopped at the city hospital, and Qiao Nian almost ran all the way to the sixth floor.

Aunt Chen's suppressed crying could be heard in the distance, as well as the sound of doctors gathering to discuss.

"The patient has fallen into a severe coma. What should I do? I can't wait for the experts from the capital city to come over. Why don't I just transfer him to a higher-level hospital?"

"No, his condition is not suitable for moving anymore, we can only operate as soon as possible."

"But who will do the surgery?"

The scene was deathly quiet.

The doctors from the brain surgery department of Circular City Hospital are all here, and no one dares to come forward and say that they are sure. If it were an ordinary patient today, they might not be so stressed and just do it. After all, the operation may succeed or fail. However, this patient looks ordinary and seems to have a lot of background behind it. No one can bear this responsibility...

Aunt Chen waited for a full minute with tears in her eyes but did not see a doctor saying that she was the surgeon. Her heart couldn't help but sink. When she was about to despair, she heard a familiar voice coming from the end of the corridor.

"I come!"