When the dean heard that Song Nanxi was going to perform surgery on Mr. Zou himself, he couldn't help but get excited.

"Are you really going to do this yourself? That would be great."

Zou Lao's operation was much more complicated than Xia Ming's. After all, it was a brain operation. The hospital invited several experts from Kyoto, but none of them came up with a definite plan.

If K is willing to perform this operation, it will not only be good news for Mr. Zou, but also provide video learning materials for their hospital again.

Song Nanxi flipped through the medical records in his hand, and the more he looked at them, the more dignified his expression became.

The dean saw that her face was a little bad, and couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong?"

Song Nanxi didn't answer him, but asked, "Did Song Huaicong perform the last operation?"

The dean nodded: "He is the chief surgeon, and several experts from Kyoto also participated."

Song Nanxi said: "I see, I will study the operation plan, and I will take the medical records first."

Seeing that Song Nanxi was about to leave, the dean hurriedly asked, "Mr. K, is there any problem with this operation?"

Song Nanxi explained to him casually: "There is a big problem with the surgical plan. If it weren't for his last operation, the brain tumor might not spread so fast. I have the final say on how to treat it later. When the time comes, Cris will come over."

The dean was shocked when he heard Song Nanxi's words. He had seen the operation plan himself, but he didn't expect it to be completely rejected by K?

In fact, it's not Song Huaicong's fault, even a few experts didn't find the problem, let alone him.

Song Nanxi reached out and pointed out a few points on the medical record: "You can refer to the paper I wrote to read these places again."

After the dean heard it, he realized that K was pointing him out, and nodded excitedly.

After Song Nanxi left, the dean couldn't wait to open the international medical website, found Song Nanxi's thesis, and compared these places.

After reading all the papers, the dean was shocked and sat on the chair for a long time before he couldn't help talking to himself: "As expected of K, he saw the problem at a glance."

After finding the problem, the dean hurriedly took the medical records to find Song Huaicong.

Song Huaicong took Mr. Zou's medical records and listened to the dean's analysis, and he felt guilty when he heard that it was his own misjudgment that made Mr. Zou's condition worse.

"Professor K said that she will do Mr. Zou's operation, so you don't want to interfere, she will take full responsibility." The dean brought Song Nanxi's words to Song Huaicong.

After Song Huaicong heard it, he hurriedly begged: "Can you tell Professor K that I can also participate in Teacher Zou's treatment. I promise that it will not affect him. I just want to learn from him."

"Don't embarrass me. Professor K won't agree. Why don't you take a few days off for a few days, and don't get involved in the hospital affairs." The dean said with a look of embarrassment.

When Song Huaicong heard the dean's words, he stood there in a daze, with a very ugly expression on his face.

Song Nanxi quickly called Cris. Cris heard that Song Nanxi was going to perform an operation on Song Huaicong's teacher. Although he was a little surprised, he rushed over quickly.

With Cris taking over, even if Song Huaicong wanted to intervene, he would have no chance.

Early the next morning, Song Nanxi checked Elder Zou himself.

Seeing that it was Song Nanxi, Elder Zou asked worriedly, "Son, how's your wrist?"

Song Nanxi replied lightly: "It's okay."

"What's wrong with your wrist?" Cris asked subconsciously after hearing it.

Song Nanxi didn't speak, but Cris guessed from her expression: "It's Song Huaicong?"

"I think he is looking for death." Cris said and went to Song Huaicong's office to settle accounts with him.

His K's hands are so precious, Song Huaicong, a piece of trash, dares to do anything to her?

"My hands are fine, let's do business first." Seeing the worried look on Zou Lao's face, Song Nanxi stretched out his hand to grab Cris.

Seeing this, Cris had no choice but to continue to examine Mr. Zou, but he wrote down this matter, and he would never end with Song Huaicong.

After the examination, Song Nanxi sent Elder Zou to the ward. She was just about to leave when he stopped her.

"Girl, are you Zhi Nan's child? I hugged you when you were young, and you look very similar to your mother." Elder Zou looked at Song Nanxi with the love of an elder on his face.

Song Nanxi paused when he heard Elder Zou mentioning his mother, and turned to look at him: "Do you know my mother?"

Elder Zou gestured for Song Nanxi to sit on the chair, and then talked about many things in the past: "I watched your mother grow up, and I have a very good relationship with your grandfather. You haven't met your grandfather yet, have you? Your mother has always felt guilty, but she just refused to admit it out of face, if you have time, go and see him, he probably misses you brothers and sisters too."

Song Nanxi didn't have much affection for her grandfather's family. In her previous life, she never saw her grandfather's family take care of her until she died.

So when he heard Elder Zou talking about this, Song Nanxi's expression did not change, and his face was indifferent.

Seeing this, Mr. Zou couldn't help sighing again: "Huai Cong said you are vicious, but I know you are not. The fact that you take such care of an old man like me, who has never met, shows that you are kind in your heart. Huai Cong and the others I don't know you well, and I have some misunderstandings about you, which is why the relationship between you brothers and sisters is so tense."

Song Nanxi frowned, and said, "There is no misunderstanding between me and them, and the operation for you is not because of anyone. Your illness needs more rest, so don't mention these things again."

Seeing that Song Nanxi was unwilling to bring up the Song family's affairs, Mr. Zou had no choice but to give up.

Song Nanxi learned something about Mr. Zou from the dean, and knew that the Zou family's status in the capital was not low.

Mr. Zou's calligraphy and ink painting are even more outstanding, but he is willing to stay in Yuncheng as an ordinary high school Chinese teacher, which makes Song Nanxi a little puzzled.

"Baby, this old man's condition can't be delayed any longer, and the operation must be done as soon as possible." Cris suggested after studying Elder Zou's medical records.

Song Nanxi naturally saw it too, and now it can be cured by surgery, but if it drags on, even she can't save it.

Song Huaicong's previous surgery not only failed to completely remove the brain tumor, but also accelerated the tumor's deterioration.

One day's delay now, Mr. Zou may be in danger at any time.

Song Nanxi and Cris stayed up all night to formulate the operation plan, and decided to hold the operation in three days.

She originally thought that Song Huaicong would stay at home obediently, but she didn't expect him to give up.

After Song Nanxi checked Mr. Zou, he was about to open the door to leave, but just as he opened the door, he saw two people standing outside.

One is Song Huaicong, and she doesn't know the other.

Cris happened to be away at this time, and Song Huaicong also looked puzzled when he saw Song Nanxi coming out of Zou Lao's ward.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard the person beside him smiling at Song Nanxi and saying hello: "Are you Huai Cong's younger sister? Hello, I'm Zou Sheng, and the patient inside is my grandfather."

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