The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

After seeing these nicknames and asking for the phone number of the community hospital, Chigua netizens immediately found the phone number for them online and posted it in the comment area.

At the same time, someone from the hospital leadership also saw the inquiry phone call and immediately told the dean.

The dean respectfully took the phone and put it to his ear. He was silent for a few seconds. Then he realized that he was not answering the phone. His old face turned red and he glared at the hospital leader.

Hospital leader: "..."

Was he the one who asked me to answer the phone?

It's okay to be reasonable.

The dean's face darkened again as he looked at the comment section rushing up and the live broadcast screen full of hookups.

What the hell is this!

The hospital leader hurriedly explained: "Mr. Hao just wanted our phone number."

The dean glared, "Here, give it quickly!"

The leader of the hospital said innocently: "I posted it in the comment area, but it was quickly deleted. I don't know if Mr. Hao saw it."

The dean took a deep breath. What kind of stupid brain is this? How can he leave a message in the comment area? The speed of ten screens per second cannot be seen by electronic eyes!

The dean gave the matter to the young man with a dark face, and said to the school leaders expressionlessly: "You should prepare to retire."

School leader: "!"

Very good!

He should be retired at thirty.

Xiaoyoun contacted Hao Jianguo via private message and gave him the dean's phone number.

When Hao Jianguo saw someone leaving a phone number on the public screen, he started to swipe up with his index finger. As soon as he slid up, the message below was quickly covered again.

Over and over again, the anxious Hao Jianguo's white eyebrows stood up.

He gritted his teeth and continued to slide up. The more he slid, the angrier he became.

His movements were slow to begin with, and several messages were being posted every second. He had already sped up, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than these people.

"Grandpa, someone sent you a private message."

At this time, the little granddaughter came back and saw her grandfather competing with electronic devices again, so she quickly reminded her.

"where is it?"

The glasses on the bridge of his nose slipped a little, his eyes raised, and he tried to see.

The little granddaughter saw the prompt just now. She tapped her finger a few times to return to the interface and open the private message.

Hao Jianguo saw the above content and knew that someone had sent him a private message, so he clicked to call back.

At the scene, the principal has already walked out of the camera.

When he receives a call from a stranger, he answers it immediately.

"Hello sir, we are XX small loan company. Now you have a credit line of 30, which can be approved in one day and the loan can be disbursed on the same day..."

The dean hung up the phone with a dark face.

“Hello, takeaway!”

The dean responded with a dark face.

Then another unknown call came in, and the dean was silent for a moment, not knowing whether to answer it or not.

Is he too naive, really thinking that Mr. Hao will call him?

The dean was a little discouraged, looking at the connection and disconnection on the screen, his thumb on the disconnection.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally answered.

"Are you the director of Tainanyuan Community Hospital?"

An old voice came from the other end of the phone, and the dean was stunned.

"I am, are you?"

"My name is Hao Jianguo. You may not know me, but that doesn't matter. If you want to save the pregnant woman, let Jiang Qingli do the surgery. If she can't do it, others can't do it either. Do you understand?"

The situation was urgent, and Hao Jianguo explained the situation concisely and comprehensively.

The dean was excited.

It’s really Hao Jianguo!

"I-I know you! I know you! I'm going to do it now!"

The phone was hung up. The dean remembered the phone number and rushed back again, only to find that the group had already gone to the operating room.

The dean hurriedly ran to the operating room again, followed by several hospital leaders, a group of people wheezing and panting.

Along the way, the dean kept wondering who 'Jiang Qingli' was.

He had been paying attention to Tian Qiuru and had never gotten to know anyone else. The older woman could not help but appear in his mind.

It should be her.

In the eyes of old-timers like Hao Jianguo, a forty-year-old is still a girl.

Very normal.

The hospital leaders hurried to the operating room and saw that a camera had been disinfected and was entering the one-way observation room, while another camera was filming Sun Yat-Sen and others.

The deputy dean's face turned red when he saw the dean and others running, and he quickly came over to greet them.

"Substitute! Whoosh..." the dean said, breathing heavily.

Seeing the confused look on the deputy dean's face, he pointed at Sister Zhou not far away and said, "Change her, switch to her as the surgeon!"

Seeing that he was in a hurry, the vice-dean didn't bother to ask any more questions and was about to walk over there.

"Jiang Qingli must be the surgeon!"

The vice-president staggered, turned around and asked resentfully: "Who should be in charge of the surgery?"

If the deputy dean hadn't been too young, he would have given him a slap in the face.

Then he pointed at Sister Zhou and said, "Didn't I just say that she, let Jiang Qingli do the surgery!"

associate dean:"……"

If the name of the dean hadn't been there, she would have been given a slap in the face.

"That person is not Jiang Qingli, that person is." He pointed at the girl who was leaning against the corridor wall with a slight sarcasm on her face.

The dean was silent.

Although the deputy director is a reliable old partner, at this moment he also wants to see the girl's ID card to compare the authenticity.

"Are you sure?" The dean couldn't help asking.

The vice president had a look of helplessness on his face and looked back at Tian Qiuru who was already prepared.

"I'm sure she is Jiang Qingli."

I don’t know if she is sure to be the surgeon.

In just one or two sentences, Tian Qiuru was ready. The camera filming Sun Yinghou and others had been turned over, and the camera inside was turned on, so that the inside and outside could be connected.

The dean hesitated for a moment and then walked towards Qing Li.

At this time, the deputy dean's voice came from behind, "Director Tian, ​​what are you doing?"

The dean turned around and saw Tian Qiuru taking off his mask, his face turned pale, his brows were furrowed, his hands were pressed on the rack of surgical instruments, and his eyes were closed tightly.

After a few breaths, she opened her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do this operation."

The vice president and others looked at each other.

Pregnant women have already been pushed in to prepare for the preliminary work. Now you are saying this?

Tian Qiuru looked at the dean and said, "Please don't embarrass me. I can't do this surgery. If you really try hard, you can only harm others and yourself."

She didn't feel ashamed or embarrassed.

She had said she would not do it from the beginning, but it was the dean who insisted on pleading with her, driving the duck to the shelf and forcing her to do it.

Naturally, there was a hint of blame in her tone.

If the dean hadn't forced her to do something difficult, she wouldn't have regretted it at this time, which would have affected her reputation and credibility.

It's all the dean's fault!

The more Tian Qiuru thought about it, the more depressed she became and her brows furrowed.

If it was a normal surgery, she would just go ahead and do it. After all, surgeries have a failure rate, and if they did fail, it would be the patient's fault.

But this pregnant woman carries the HC3 virus and the risk of infection is very high, and she is unwilling to take the risk.

I thought the dean would say something else, but the dean turned around and ran to Jiang Qingli.

"Dr. Jiang, can you perform this operation?"

He also didn't want to be known as someone who made things difficult for others, so the tone of his inquiry and discussion this time was that of very strong expectations.

Qing Li nodded, "Yes, but I can't guarantee the success rate."

A sneer came, and Tian Qiuru's face was full of ridicule, "Isn't this nonsense? There is no guarantee of success rate, so what are you volunteering for?"

She can't do it, and she doesn't believe others can do it.

What's more, as soon as she admitted that she couldn't do it, Jiang Qingli stood up. Wasn't this a deliberate slap in the face?

Qing Li frowned and looked at her, "You don't even want to maintain the most basic appearance?"

Tian Qiuru's face was gloomy. Her mood was not stable now, and she could not maintain her usual aloofness and confidence.

Qing Li said as he walked inside.

The preliminary preparations for the operation should be completed. It has only been a few minutes since the problem first appeared, and the fetal heart rate has dropped to a very low level.

This child is difficult to keep.

This highly contagious virus exists in the mother's body. Even if she can temporarily save her life, it will be difficult to survive and she will suffer from the torture of treatment.

Qing Li shook off the chaos in his mind and got ready to enter the operating room as quickly as possible.

Tian Qiuru saw her going in and sighed where the camera could see her, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Young people are so brave. She has no idea what HC3 means, let alone how complicated this surgery is. It's so rash." If you lose, rush forward."

These points are also what the dean has in mind.

If Hao Jianguo hadn't called him personally, the dean would never have let her go.

Sister Zhou also followed in. It was impossible for Tian Qiuru to attack others, let alone take such a big risk to attack others.

The deputy dean asked the dean what was going on with his eyes. The dean shook his head and said nothing.

It's better to wait until after the operation is over. It's useless to say anything now.

In fact, it was a bit hasty for him to rush Jiang Qingli as soon as he answered the phone.

The other party said it was Hao Jianguo. What if someone was impersonating him?

He relied on personal intuition without verification, which really shouldn't be the case.

Now there is no other way, not even giving him a chance to regret. If Tian Qiuru can't do it, someone must do it at this time.

The media broadcasts that the public does not know the true identity of the pregnant woman, and if they do not save her, they will fall into the whirlpool of public opinion.

It’s difficult no matter how you do it.

The live broadcast room was buzzing with excitement at this moment. The camera showed the operating table. Some areas had been processed and the high-definition picture could not be seen, but the general situation could be seen in the blur.

[The last time I saw this scene was when I was lying on the operating table. I never imagined that I could observe the operation from this angle. 】

[It really feels good to be able to understand this kind of scene. It would be better if the picture was not processed. 】

[The director of this live broadcast was very careful. Not only was he able to see this rare scene, he was also able to learn some medical knowledge. 】

[No, am I the only one who sees a doctor playing with his mobile phone in the operating room? 】

[I also saw it. How could this happen? Didn’t the hospital handle it? Or is this man the dean’s illegitimate son? 】

[It’s so blatant. I knew it was live broadcast, but I didn’t restrain myself at all. I was just showing off. 】

The doctor in the green overalls was severely criticized in the comments section. While other doctors were busy, he was the only one sitting next to him playing with his mobile phone.