Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Cheng Han looked at Cheng and refused to budge, he casually pushed the folder at hand and sent it to Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue took it over, and Cheng Yifan signed his name on the power of attorney in elegant running script.

Gu Jingyan's original suicide note had such a rule that if there was an emergency in the hospital that threatened the reputation of the hospital, Cheng Yifan could handle Cheng Han's share of equity by himself, including voting rights of course.

"This is the power of attorney signed by my father. He allows me to take over my share in advance, so I just have this qualification."

Cheng Hansong clenched his fists and coughed a few times. Why did the anger in his heart when he asked Cheng Yifan to take over earlier turned into smoke at this moment? Why did he feel so sad when he saw Cheng Yue's pale face?It was as if someone forcibly tore open a wound that could not heal in his body, pulling his whole body into a heart-piercing pain.

"Okay, who are the people who agree with him now?"

Many shareholders sat silently in their seats, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Cheng Han was competing with Cheng Yue, but Cheng Han was a brat after all, and Cheng had been managing the hospital for so many years. The care for all the hospital staff, as well as the management and operation of the hospital, are all the result of the step-by-step operation of the management under the leadership of Cheng Yue.

At this time, waiting and watching became their only action.

They all came here step by step in the shopping mall. No one wanted the money they invested in to be wasted. None of them wanted to go through the muddy water between the two brothers.

"Second young master, do you know if you have chosen the headmaster?"

"Not yet."

"Then what's the point of our vote today?"

"Yes, isn't the purpose of our visit today to find the most suitable candidate to face the current situation of the hospital?"

"You mean to back down again now?"

Cheng Han sat up with the handles on both sides of the chair and looked at such cunning old foxes. Sure enough, all of them are veterans who have experienced many battles and cannibalism.

"As we said to Dean Cheng, we are just businessmen, and what we care about is whether our interests can be realized. Who can help us achieve our goals, we will naturally choose who. If there is no candidate, we don't need to take this risk !"

Cheng Yue looked at a person in the meeting room who came and went without leaving his own interests. No one thought about the current situation of the hospital at all, and his heart felt even colder.

However, his younger brother even disregarded the reputation and interests of the hospital, so what right does he have to blame outsiders?

"Enough! Stop arguing! At present, the hospital affairs are still handled by me. When will you reach a consensus? When will you find the best candidate to replace me and come back again. The meeting is adjourned now."

"Dean Cheng, the matter has not been dealt with yet, what will you do if you are in a hurry?"

"If anyone of you can take over the current mess, who has the time to deal with the mass of media blocking the entrance of the hospital, or who can go to the Food and Drug Administration and the Health Bureau to settle so many things, I'd be more than happy to sit here Watching all of you wrangling!"

Cheng Yue's voice was cold and undeniable, and the phone in his hand had already vibrated many times, including calls from the public relations department, the legal department, the administrative department and even the operating room came in one after another, killing all his patience.

Barely supporting the big round table for the conference, he stood up, a sharp pain in his stomach made him hunched over and swayed, exhausted all his strength and felt that the wooden round table under the palm of his hand was soaked in sweat and greasy, and he couldn't hold it. Cheng Yue closed his eyes to relax, turned around and walked out of the meeting room as straight as possible.

The phone started ringing again, and Cheng Yue held his stomach with one hand and the phone in the other, and went back one by one to explain to the heads of various departments what to do next.

Before he had time to take a break, the call from the operating room came again.

"Dean, is the scheduled gastric cancer surgery at 04:30 p.m. going on as scheduled?"

"what time is it now?"

"Ten past four."

"How is the patient's condition?"

"Basically normal."

"As for the preparation of the operating room, I'll wait and go directly to the operating room."

Cheng Yue hung up the phone, his pale face was reflected in the black screen of the phone, and he could even clearly see drops of sweat falling from between his brows.

As the saying goes, a doctor does not heal himself. He can perform several stomach cancer resection operations a day, but he can't heal his dilapidated body. What about the dean?What about the young talents with one of the best gastrointestinal systems?

It's not the same as he can't heal his own illness, let alone heal Cheng Han's spiritual trauma.

Cheng Yue expressionlessly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his face, leaned against the white wall above the corridor and closed his eyes, put his phone in his pocket and walked towards his office.

When he walked off the operating table again, Cheng Yue was already exhausted and a bit collapsed, but the operation lasted more than 4 hours. Compared with the previous gastric cancer patients, the tumor spread of this patient was not very serious, but it took him a whole After more than 4 hours, I was a little powerless when I finally did the anastomosis.

Sure enough, even the body was protesting against him.

It's a great irony that a person can't even face the challenge with energy in the most difficult time.

Qiao Jiawen came out of another operating room, watched as Cheng Yue leaned on the door frame outside the operating room and slowly squatted down, before he even had time to take off his mask, he ran over.

"Boss, how are you?"

"Are you done with surgery?"

"The gastric perforation repair that was just sent to the emergency department has just been completed, and the time this time is 20 minutes shorter than last time."

"not bad."

Cheng Yue squatted down and his eyes turned black, but the tearing pain in his stomach kept him awake.

"Boss, there's something wrong with you, I'll take you for an examination."

"It's okay, it's just that the convulsion/convulsion is a bit severe, help me back to the office."

"Did you not eat again?"

"Help me back and talk."

Qiao Jiawen looked at Cheng Yue who was lying on the bed with a hot water bottle on his stomach with a serious face. From morning to now, in less than 12 hours, Cheng Yue had stomach/spasm/convulsions twice, and each time the pain was unbearable. Standing up, it can only be relieved by taking antispasmodic injections.

"Boss, it's been a long time since you've had such a serious illness!"

"In the past few days, I have been exhausted and panicked, and I know it well."

"If you look like this, you should go for an examination as soon as possible. In the past two years, you have finally improved a bit."

"Okay, I'm annoyed by the babbling all the time, let's go back! I've been tired all day!"

Cheng Yue waved his hands weakly, his face was still pale and his voice was tired.

Seeing Cheng Yue like this, Qiao Jiawen felt even more irritable.

"I really don't understand what Cheng Han wants to achieve before he is willing to give up?"

"Just do your job well, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"This is inciting the shareholders to dismiss you, and you still let me do my job well?"

"How are you preparing for the academic exchange meeting next week?" Cheng Yue didn't answer the question but successfully diverted Qiao Jiawen's attention.

"Basically, there is no problem. It's just that, with so many things happening in the hospital recently, will the health bureau approve our hospital to hold it?"

"This academic exchange has gathered top medical professors at home and abroad, and invitation letters have been sent out very early. What's more, this exchange will not only benefit our hospital, but also give the medical and health system of City A a chance to be in line with international standards. opportunity, the Health Bureau will not deny it.”

"How do you do surgery drills in your physical condition?"

"It's okay, study hard when the time comes, Feng Zhichu is finally free to come over this time, we haven't competed together for a long time."

"Brother Feng?"

"You haven't seen him for a long time, have you?"

"Yeah! Time flies, boss, why haven't you hired him to work so far?"

"I really thought, it's just that Mu Tianci has been kind to him, how could he leave the things over there with such great affection and righteousness, and I don't want to make him feel ashamed!"

"I remembered, Shu Miaoran's husband, Master Liang mentioned it last time?"

"kindness."

"That's really a pity. I think the deeds of you and Senior Brother Feng are still talked about in school!"

"Okay, go get ready, call me if you need anything!"

Cheng Yue leaned against the head of the bed and raised his head slightly. He put one hand on his forehead and covered his eyes. What happened these few days was like a series of butterfly effects. He was really overwhelmed, and his body had already given the most honest reaction.

After thinking about the meeting that broke up just now, Cheng Yue frowned again.

"Cheng Yue, long time no see!"

Feng Zhichu was different from Cheng Yue's indifference and alienation, even though he was rarely mature and stable, he couldn't hide his excitement when he saw his friends who had been away for many years and gave Cheng Yue a deep hug.

The two have met only a handful of times since they graduated and returned to China. Every time, they had a quick glance at an academic exchange meeting and didn't even have a chance to sit down and talk. This exchange meeting was finally set in City A, and at Cheng Yue's At the hospital, Feng Zhichu was overjoyed when he saw Cheng Yue.

"Old Feng, you are still the same as before."

Cheng Yue remained calm as usual, hugged Feng Zhichu back and then let go, but the smile in his eyes did not dissipate.

There will always be a period of time in a person's life to know and cherish each other with his confidantes. Feng Zhichu was one of the few close friends he had during the years of studying abroad. Good students, and both passed the professional examination of thoracic surgery, but later Cheng Yue studied the knowledge of gastroenterology in his spare time because of Lu Ziqian's reason, and finally the two of them went to different cities because of different concerns .

After years, there will always be exceptions where things are right and people are wrong.

The higher-ups attached great importance to this exchange meeting, temporarily suppressing the affairs of the hospital, and dispatched a large number of security guards to set up invisible roadblocks around the hospital to prevent troublemakers from entering or leaving.

Many times, that's it, there are always trade-offs and comparisons between interests, and before the etiquette of the majority, those insignificant small groups will always be ignored with righteous reasons.

Although Cheng Yue knew in his heart that this was beneficial and harmless to the hospital, he still felt the indifference of human relations in the world.

During the week-long exchange meeting, people big and small in the hospital tried their best to do their duty well. Cheng Yue performed two surgical demonstrations, and his superb medical skills were praised by all parties without exception. Cheng Yue, who was talking and laughing happily but indifferently, felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

Everyone only saw the brilliance in front of his eyes, but no one knew the pain he endured behind him. In order to perform the two operations perfectly, he watched Cheng Yue swallow a large amount of hemorrhoids before he went to the operating table. Pain medicine, but unable to stop.Even in the second operation not long ago, Qian Chengyue even took lidocaine orally and caused tachycardia, so he used pethidine in desperation.

If it wasn't for that operation that was crucial to the future development of the hospital's cardiothoracic surgery department, Qiao Jiawen would have slashed him on the back of the neck with one hand like in a martial arts drama, knocked him unconscious and dragged him back to the ward.

However, in just half a month, since everything happened, Cheng Yue's body, which had been recuperating for two years, was suddenly returned to its original form. The list reported by Zhang Gastroscopy, together with the data of the blood test, was thrown on Cheng Han's face.

Just like the original promise, Cheng Yue is guarding the honor of this hospital with his life.

Compared with the other invited people, Feng Zhichu was more surprised by Cheng Yue.

He clearly knew that Cheng Yue devoted almost half of his energies to the research of gastrointestinal diseases, and less than a year after returning to China, he was admitted to the hospital, taking care of both administration and clinical practice.

Many times, when he was busy with many things in cardiothoracic surgery alone, he would be irritated and wanted to throw away the scalpel and run into Shiwan Dashan to live in seclusion. I really don't know how Cheng Yue persisted for so many years.

Suddenly, I thought of Jarrett, the mentor who helped them the most and influenced them the most when they were abroad.That foreign old man didn't hide his love and favor for Cheng Yue at all, and he often pointed his thumbs up at various medical doctor professors and praised Cheng Yue.

You cannot deny that some people are born to do certain things, such as Cheng Yue, born to hold a scalpel to save those patients who are on the verge of life and death.

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