The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

Yes, a perfect doctor who has never made a mistake in his practice. This is very important for a famous doctor.

Huo Weiyang was such a doctor back then, respected and admired by everyone.

But once you make a wrong step, you will fall from the altar, be despised and questioned, and you will never have the courage to pick up the scalpel again.

The shadow stays with you all your life.

Under Ling Zhao's pressing gaze, Professor Tong's glaring eyes gradually softened, and he clenched and loosened his fingers, and after repeating this several times, his arms dropped.

……

Ling Zhao's surgery was postponed only one week from the original schedule.

After her various values ​​returned to normal, the second operation with Wen Mingrui as the surgeon began.

Wen Mingrui was also present when Ling Zhao was receiving anesthesia. He held her hand in front of Huo Yixiu and said, "Trust me, it will succeed."

Ling Zhao nodded. Before Wen Mingrui could say anything else, Huo Yixiu turned away from him inconspicuously and held Ling Zhao's hand: "Don't be afraid. I'll go into the operating room with you."

Wen Mingrui glanced at him and wanted to roll his eyes.

Professor Tong looked at them expressionlessly and reminded them coldly, "Don't interfere with the anesthesiologist's work, Mr. Huo. I think it's better for you to leave."

As the anesthetic was injected, Ling Zhao felt pain at first, then her skin gradually became numb. Later, she felt drowsy and closed her eyes. She vaguely heard someone say, "You can enter the operating room now."

She was pushed in while still dazed.

I have a vague memory of a little girl being pushed into the operating room in the same way, thinking that her illness would be cured as long as the operation was completed.

But when she came out of the operating room, she was haunted by the tragic nightmare that accompanied her throughout her life.

With her remaining consciousness, she suddenly grabbed the bed sheet.

"Why isn't she anesthetized yet?"

When Wen Mingrui saw Ling Zhao's clenched fingers, he pressed her hand and said softly, "Ling Zhao, don't be afraid, it's me."

The hand was still clenched.

Wen Mingrui glanced at Professor Tong, hesitating whether to increase the dose of anesthetic.

But the anesthesia was calculated precisely, and one point more might lead to a different surgical outcome. And one point less...she might wake up in the middle of the operation.

As Professor Tong assessed, Ling Zhao's fingers gradually loosened.

Wen Mingrui touched her hand again and whispered her name in her ear, but there was no response.

This time I was completely numb.

The operation began. Wen Mingrui held his breath and operated the high-precision instrument...

The operation lasted more than three hours, which was not a very long time, but Huo Yixiu felt as if he had been waiting for a century.

Huo Yishan came over to watch the fun, and seeing Huo Yixiu's anxious look, she said awkwardly, "Brother, are you really that worried about her?"

Huo Yixiu ignored her, and Huo Yishan asked again: "What will happen to her if the operation fails?"

Secretly, Huo Yishan hoped that the operation would fail.

Ling Zhao talked to Liu Zheng for less than an hour before she let Liu Zheng go. Wasn't it because she knew that there was hope for her voice to recover?

Only if she fails will Ling Zhao hate Liu Zheng, and only then can she stand on the same front with the Huo family.

Huo Yixiu looked at her coldly: "The operation will not fail."

"Brother!" Huo Yishan frowned. "She has a close relationship with Qin Zhan, so she easily let Liu Zheng go. Look at how she treats our Huo family."

How did she treat the Huo family?

She was forced to death by him, and lived a new life, and it was he who forced her to stay.

In these two lives, Ling Zhao had never really harmed him.

Huo Yixiu looked at Huo Yishan in silence. After a few seconds, he said in a low voice, "Huo Yishan, if you have the ability, you should go and get back the grudge between Liu Zheng and the Huo family. Instigating others to fight for you, is this all you learned abroad?"

"I..." Huo Yisan puffed out her lips and felt deflated.

She bit her lip. She never said that she would not take revenge on Liu Zheng. She just hoped to have one more ally so that she could be more confident.

"Tsk, what's so great about her? Even if the operation is successful, she's just someone who can talk. Why should I drag her along for revenge?" Huo Yishan didn't have the patience to wait, so she turned around and left.

Huo Yixiu ignored her.

The operating light went out and Wen Mingrui was the first to come out.

His forehead was sweating a lot, but his eyes were bright. "The operation was successful. The next step is to rest well and wait for the wound to heal."

Then came the third revision surgery after the recovery period.

This operation is the most important. Once you pass this stage, the subsequent stages will be much easier.

Huo Yixiu rarely said thank you to him, and it was very sincere.

But when Ling Zhao's bed was pushed out, he immediately turned to look at Ling Zhao.

Ling Zhao was still in a coma. Huo Yixiu couldn't say anything when he saw her. He just followed the bed silently to the ward.

This time Ling Zhao woke up quite quickly, but his consciousness didn't catch up with his eyelids opening.

In the dim light, I saw something red, a long strip.

Looking closely, I saw a red banner hanging on the opposite wall, which read "Congratulations to Ling Zhao for the successful operation"!

Surrounding the banner are frog balloons of different sizes and colors.

Ling Zhao opened his eyes wide, unable to believe this was true.

Jiang Shang stood at the end of the bed, trying hard not to laugh.

No one would believe that Mr. Huo, who is as cold as an iceberg, would do such a childish and exaggerated thing.

If time permits, there will be even more exaggerated costumes.

Ling Zhao turned his head to look at Huo Yixiu and pointed at his throat. Huo Yixiu said, "Wen Mingrui said it himself. The operation was very successful. Ling Zhao, you will be able to speak in the future."

Ling Zhao's eyes were slightly moist and he held Huo Yixiu's hand tightly.

Others cannot empathize with her, but Huo Yixiu, like her, is a reborn person.

He understood her suffering best.

So she didn't think the banner was exaggerated at all.

Huo Yixiu gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and said softly, "Don't cry, keep a calm mind. When you are discharged from the hospital and can eat normally, we will have a big meal to celebrate."

Ling Zhao choked up and nodded.

She couldn't sob hard, so she could only touch her throat and tell herself over and over again to calm down, to calm down.

She cried and laughed, buried in Huo Yixiu's abdomen, and this time she deeply felt the joy that she had never experienced when she was reborn.

This is rebirth.

……

After being discharged from the hospital, Ling Zhao still lived in Jinxi Garden.

She quickly got into her work. She had to check so many orders from noble people. If they didn't meet the standards, she had to tear them down and redo them. She also had to keep up with the renovation of Longfu Plaza, which would open for business after the Chinese New Year, so there couldn't be any mistakes.

Ling Zhao was so busy that Huo Yixiu couldn't bear to watch.

He stopped the workaholic and said, "Take a break. Wen Mingrui asked you to take care of yourself. What if you get sick and your throat has problems again?"

Ling Zhao said: "When I talk to them, I still use sign language. I only use my throat when I talk to you."

She can make some sounds now, but her voice is rough, like the friction of stones, and there is a sense of air leakage. But it is much better than before.

She hadn't spoken for a long time and her tone was awkward. If you didn't listen carefully, it was hard to understand what she was saying.