After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

Outside Jiang's intensive care unit, Mrs. Jiang looked at Qiao Ran, who was heavily armed and could not see a trace of his face. She looked at Shen Mubai with some anxiety, and asked several questions in succession.

"He is the rumored Doctor Joy? Why doesn't he dare to show his true face when he sees a doctor? Is his medical skill really good?"

Shen Mubai smiled and said: "Old Madam, there are too many people looking for Dr. Joy because of his reputation. Let people see his true face. He will have endless patients every day. Dr. Joy is a person who separates work and life very much. people."

"I hope to have absolute free time after get off work, and I don't want to be disturbed by others, so he will be fully armed every time he sees a doctor, but you have also read the news about his rescue of twins on your mobile phone. His medical skills are absolutely trustworthy. "

"Mom, Mu Bai managed to invite Dr. Joy to come here for us. Don't scare Dr. Joy away. Let Dr. Joy go in to see Dad!" Jiang Jianqing's son Jiang Weimin urged.

"Yes, Mom, Mu Bai has always been serious and thoughtful in his work, and the doctors he hired are definitely top-notch, so don't worry!" Jiang Jianqing's daughter Jiang Yun'an echoed.

"Okay then, without further ado, Dr. Joy, please take care of me and take care of my old man's illness." Mrs. Jiang looked at Qiao Ran beggingly.

Although the old man in front of her has silver hair and no black hair, her skin is plump and firm, announcing to outsiders that she has lived a happy, fulfilled and prosperous life.

Those haggard eyes were filled with concern and deep love for her sick husband.

Facing such loving eyes, one couldn't bear to make her sad.

"Don't worry, old lady, I will do my best." Qiao Ran said in a resounding voice.

When Cheng Zhiyuan rushed over, he saw several doctors entering the intensive care unit, so he quickly ran over.

"Wait for me, and I..."

Cheng Zhiyuan was afraid that they would close the door and not wait for him, so he ran very fast. When the doctors behind saw him rushing, they all gave way to him in time.

But Cheng Zhiyuan rushed forward as if the soles of his feet were slipping.

Qiao Ran turned around and saw Cheng Zhiyuan who was falling towards her. He instinctively stretched out his hand to pull him, but Cheng Zhiyuan rushed forward a few steps due to the inertia of Cheng Zhiyuan's body, and the two hit the wall behind them together.

"Hmm..." Qiao Ran's back was pressed hard against the wall, and the impact and pain from the wound made her moan in pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Cheng Zhiyuan said the words of apology, but his body was stiff and he didn't get up.

Because he felt that the softness on his chest was not the softness that a man should have at all.

In the situation just now, if it was someone else who rushed up, Qiao Ran would just send him away with one kick.

But because it was Cheng Zhiyuan, Qiao Ran reached out to block it.

Qiao Ran didn't expect that this action of hers would make the keen Cheng Zhiyuan realize that she was a woman.

Qiao Ran pushed Cheng Zhiyuan away without thinking too much, the voice in the voice changer was indifferent.

"It's ok!"

Standing behind him, Cheng Zhiyuan unobtrusively looked at the back of Mr. Jiang who was checking in front of Jiang's hospital bed, his heart was beating wildly.

The body is that of a woman, and the voice is a male voice, so it looks like she is wearing a voice changer.

Dr. Joy, known as the world's genius doctor, is actually a woman.

She is obviously a woman, why does she cover herself like this?

All the facilities in the ward were complete, but Qiao Ran was useless. Instead, she used the instrument she brought with her to observe Mr. Jiang who was in a coma for more than ten minutes, and her face instantly became solemn.

"Immediately push Old Jiang into the operating room for surgery." Qiao Ran said in a dignified voice.

"Mr. Jiang has a distinguished status. You didn't even make a more detailed assessment, so you performed an operation on him rashly. If the operation fails, we can't afford the consequences." The dean said nervously.

"Dr. Joy was invited by director Shen of the hospital. If there is anything that the hospital board of directors is responsible for, I also believe that Dr. Joy is sure to do the operation well. I also ask the director not to delay the time to treat Mr. Jiang." Cheng Zhiyuan said in a deep voice.

The dean hesitated for a moment, nodded in agreement, and asked the other doctors to push Mr. Jiang out of the intensive care unit.

"I'm about to go to surgery? Doctor Joy, are you really sure? You didn't even go in for 10 minutes." Mrs. Jiang asked a little unacceptably.

"If there is no operation, Mr. Jiang will stop breathing in half an hour. If there is an operation, there is still a ray of hope. It is up to the old lady to decide whether to have the operation or not." Qiao Ran said in a serious voice.

Faced with her beloved who has been together for decades, Mrs. Jiang really dared not take risks when she was notified to have an operation after only ten minutes of being watched.

"Half an hour? Are you a fairy? Can you even predict the exact time?"

Before Qiao Ran could answer, a deep and powerful voice sounded behind her.

"She is not a fairy, but her medical skills are indeed superb. Wan Qing has been in a coma for three years, and she has accurately predicted the day when she will wake up."

"Three years ago, my mother was in critical condition and was notified of critical illness three times by the hospital. She was also the one who rescued her from the gate of hell."

"Of course, she is a doctor, not a god. Whether she can bring Jiang Lao back safely is still unknown. After all, Jiang Lao's age is also there."

Wen Shimo, who took off his hospital clothes and was wearing a black suit, stood three meters away from Qiao Ran, explaining objectively.

"Mom, I trust Dr. Joy, let's take a blog!" Jiang Weimin said.

Seeing Wen Shimo speak for Qiao Ran, Mrs. Jiang remained calm for a few seconds, nodded heavily, and watched the door of the operating room slowly close in the reluctant farewell.

"This doctor goes in, and all the other staff are waiting outside!" Qiao Ran pointed at Cheng Zhiyuan and said in a deep voice.

"Doctor Joy, this operation is very difficult, why don't we help you?" the dean said.

"Will you bear the consequences for delaying Mr. Jiang's treatment?" Under the voice changer, Qiao Ran's voice was sharp and indifferent.

Being reprimanded by Qiao Ran, the dean didn't dare to say anything, and watched the operation door close.

"If you have good medical skills, you should share them together. If you hide them like this, there is no medical ethics at all."

"He paid 20 billion for showing Song Wanqing's legs, because he was afraid that others would learn his medical skills and have nothing to eat. People are selfish, so it's understandable."

"If we don't want to see it, we will watch it in the surveillance. Although there is no real scene, we can also learn knowledge."

A group of doctors immediately ran to the monitor screen to observe the operation. Seeing Qiao Ran and Cheng Zhiyuan carrying the patient to the bed, Qiao Ran walked to the computer and turned off the monitor connected to the computer. The screen was completely black.

"This joy is too stingy, and turned off all the monitoring."

"He's so mysterious that he doesn't even let anyone see his face. He must be extremely ugly to be so narrow-minded."

Outside the door, a group of experienced doctors complained about Qiao Ran's various problems. In the operating room, Qiao Ran took out tools and shaved off a piece of the patient's hair with a razor.

"Doctor Joy, whether Mr. Jiang's tumor is malignant or benign has not yet been assessed. Will the operation be risky now?"

Although Cheng Zhiyuan defended Qiao Ran before, but now there are no other doctors around, Cheng Zhiyuan is also a little worried.

The location of the tumor in Mr. Jiang's brain was too dangerous.

"It's not a tumor in Mr. Jiang's brain, but a pseudotumor accumulated by poisoned and parasitic worm tumors." Qiao Ran replied in a deep voice.

"Toxic parasitic worm tumor? What kind of disease is that?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked in disbelief.

He has never heard of such a strange virus since he studied medicine and practiced medicine for more than ten years.

"I'll explain it to you in detail later." Qiao Ran said as he opened the black toolbox.