Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Song Huo came to explain the precautions for the operation and to do the pre-operative inspection. After everything was done, he raised his head and said calmly: "Okay, we can move to the operating room."

The nurse who followed quickly pushed Grandma Huo out.

Dean Wang introduced to Huo Chiyan, "Mr. Huo, this is the Song expert I told you about. With him here, you can rest assured about the old lady's operation."

Huo Chiyan's cold eyes swept across the so-called Song Huo, and his tone seemed relaxed, "Please trouble Dr. Song."

Song Huo nodded lightly, "It should. I will do the preoperative preparation first."

Song Fanyin also followed out, raising his lazy brows, "I'll go back to Yue Garden first, and prepare something for grandma to eat."

This behavior is a bit abrupt.

Huo Chiyan was concerned about Grandma Huo's illness, but he didn't care. He frowned and said, "Let Uncle Zhong prepare, you just need to watch over."

The person grandma loves most now is Song Fanyin. If she doesn't see him when she comes out, she will probably be flustered.

Song Fanyin changed his excuse, "Then I'll go out and buy coffee."

Huo Chiyan couldn't help raising his eyes, staring at him with sharp, cold eyes.

Now that I realized it, Song Fanyin's reaction was a bit strange.

His eyes are sharp, with the coercion of a long-standing superior, as if he can see through people's hearts.

Song Fanyin didn't take it seriously, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why? No?"

Huo Chiyan paused, "I'll wait for you at the door of the operating room."

Song Fanyin drooped his eyelids, responded, turned around and walked out, and when he reached the elevator entrance, he turned around and walked into the bathroom next to him.

Song Huo, also known as Ling Xing, heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw him, his indifferent expression dropped, and he became indifferent.

"I was scared to death just now, that Huo's eyes are so sharp, I almost thought I would pass through."

Song Fanyin picked up the white coat prepared at the side and put it on, lazily speaking.

"What is there to worry about? Whether it is Song Huo's information or information, they are all your role models. Even if he has a searchlight, he will not be able to find out your details."

Ling Xing handed him the mask and hat, "You can't say that, there are always contingencies. Should I go in with you as an assistant?"

Song Fanyin nodded, confirmed that there was nothing missing from the disguise on his body, and slowly walked out of the bathroom first.

Ling Xing also armed himself and walked out together.

The two came to the operating room.

Huo Chiyan and Dean Wang were both there, and he was slightly taken aback when he saw that there was a sudden addition.

His cold black eyes fell on Song Fanyin, "Who is this?"

Ling Xing said softly, "My assistant. I'm used to using him during operations. When the time is up, let's go in first."

Song Fanyin didn't lift his eyelids, didn't look at Huo Chiyan, nodded, and then walked to the operating room.

Huo Chiyan kept staring at Song Fanyin coldly until he entered the operating room, and looked sideways at Dean Wang.

"Do you have any information about Dr. Song?"

Dean Wang nodded, "Mr. Huo, do you want to see it? I'll show it to you."

Huo Chiyan nodded slightly, a flash of thought flashed in his ink eyes.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the assistant named Xiao Ming had a figure similar to Song Fanyin.

Dean Wang quickly asked someone to bring Song Huo's information, both the photos and personal files on it were the same as the Song Huo he had just met.

Huo Chiyan closed the file, looked deeply at Dean Wang, "How much do you know about this Dean Wang?"

Dean Wang immediately began to chatter, "I know a lot. This Dr. Song is not only the No. It is hard to find a surgery. Three years ago, he went abroad for further training, but he never showed up."

"Also, I heard that he won the first prize in high school and was recommended by the emperor. My girl is his junior, and he is said to be a famous genius..."

Huo Chiyan's eyes flickered slightly.

Song Fanyin was also the top scorer in the college entrance examination and recommended by the emperor. Is this a coincidence?

Song Fanyin didn't know that he had been exposed, and he was concentrating on his work in the operating room.

"Preparation Wire"

"Balloon ready."

"Push 5mg of epinephrine."

Ling Xing was meticulous and calmly handed over everything Song Fanyin wanted.

The doctors and nurses who came to help were stunned.

They are also people who have participated in many operations, but never has the surgeon's technique been so neat and clean as it is now.

It's as if he is a precise instrument, and every step can be done exactly.

An hour later, the operation was over.

Song Fanyin withdrew the conveying equipment from Grandma Huo's body, let out a long breath, and leaned against the shelf beside her.

His brows and eyes are still sparse, but Bai Ci's forehead is covered with a layer of sweat.

Ling Xing quickly pulled him into his arms and let him lean on him, with a worried tone.

"Tired? Can you still hold on?"

In fact, except for him, everyone didn't know about it. In the past three years, their boss didn't go to further study, but because of a physical condition, there was no way to perform surgery for a long time.

Song Fanyin shook his head, his cold voice seemed weak, "It's okay. I'll leave the next thing to you."

Ling Xing glanced at him worriedly, sighed, and helped him sit on a chair beside him.

Seeing this, a nurse quickly took a towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The follow-up work is very simple and can be completed in about 10 minutes.

But Ling Xing was worried about Song Fanyin's physical condition, so he deliberately delayed for a while, and waited until the nurse pushed Grandma Huo out.

Huo Chiyan was waiting anxiously outside the door. Seeing that Grandma Huo was safe and sound, her cold eyes softened slightly.

He raised his eyes, scanned the crowd, and found that the person who claimed to be an assistant just now was not there, his eyes flickered.

"Doctor Song, isn't your assistant here?"

Ling Xing raised his lower lip, not in a hurry, "He is still dealing with the follow-up work, Mr. Huo wants to see him? Do you need me to call him out?"

Huo Chiyan's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold and colorless, "No, I'm just curious."

Ling Xing laughed, "Then Mr. Huo is indeed very curious."

Huo Chiyan didn't reply, and when the nurse pushed Grandma Huo to leave, he deliberately took a step behind, then turned around, and pushed open the door of the operating room.

There was indeed a person packing up the utensils inside. Seeing him coming in, he said displeasedly, "Mr. Huo? What are you doing here? I don't know if you can't enter here?"

Huo Chiyan didn't return, strode over and pulled the mask off his face.

Behind the mask was an ordinary to even mediocre face, which had nothing in common with Song Fanyin's.

At this moment, the owner of the face was glaring at him angrily.

Huo Chiyan pursed his lips and returned the mask to him, "Sorry."

The other party ignored it.

After Huo Chiyan left, he sat down on the ground as if exhausted, and rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

Fortunately, he was vigilant and noticed that Huo Chiyan's eyes were wrong, so he deliberately asked Ling Xing to disguise himself after the operation, otherwise he might be exposed.

After thinking lightly, he took out the makeup remover and wiped it vigorously on his face.

After a while, a beautiful and delicate face was revealed.

It is Song Fanyin.