The Expensive Ex Wife of a Wealthy Family

Chapter 658 Can You Get Off The Operating Table?

Mo Palace.

After the torrential rain, the sky was as clean as it had been washed, clear blue and refreshing.

Mogong’s poisoning factory is even more in a hurry. Everyone is in their own posts, stepping up to make their own programs...

The tension here is busy, but the atmosphere in the temporary operating room is tight.

Time, in a little bit of time...

The operation that started in the morning has lasted for several hours.

However, there is no movement inside...

Shi Shaoqin has been standing in front of the camera window in the corridor, looking at the workers entering and leaving the factory. In his narrow eyes, the calm and the windless sea, revealing the harmony under the warmth.

But everyone knows that the turbulent hidden in his body at this moment is waiting for an opportunity.

Sunlight, a little bit of deviation...

In the end, it has reached the sea level.

The afterglow of the red clouds dyed the entire sky scarlet, brightly brilliant, but it was **** under the cold.

No one dared to disturb Shi Shaoqin, even though... he had been standing there for nine hours!

Mo Sen looked at Shi Shaoqin's back and the door of the closed operating room, frowning.

At the right time, the phone buzzed in his pocket. He subconsciously glanced at Shi Shaoqin, then turned around and pushed a room to the side to answer the phone...

"Ge Sen, I found something unexpectedly." On the phone, the voice of the person in charge who stayed in Los Angeles came.

Mo Sen's eyes fell slightly, "What?"

"After the Chen family incident came out, someone did move..." the person said, "After I ruled it out, one thing was weird."

"Say!"

"Shen Hao, the second head of Los Angeles in Hongxing Club, went to an aristocratic school today." The man said, "We found that the daughter of Hongxing Club was also attending school."

Mawson frowned, "Then what's the point of giving me this?"

"Today is not a holiday, nor is it a weekend..." The person clearly analyzed the problem, "Since I have put my daughter there, I naturally want to protect it."

Mawson did not speak, waiting for the other party to continue.

"Shen Hao didn't have any special reason to bring his daughter out of the restaurant, so what would he do?"

"You mean..." Mo Sen's eyes shrank slightly, "It might be related to recent events?"

"Maybe!" The person didn't say absolutely, "Because the place is special, if you want to investigate in depth, I am afraid that someone else will be sent..."

Mawson tilted his head, and the sunset was so beautiful that people wanted to bathe in such a peaceful atmosphere.

"I see." Mawson replied, "I will report to Qin Shao."

When the words fell, he didn't wait for the other party to say anything, he just hung up the phone...

Mawson squinted his eyes slightly...what can a school be involved?

However, as the person in charge of Los Angeles said... Shen Hao cannot go to a school for no reason.

After all... It's been an extraordinary period recently.

...

Jian Jie was eating and looked out the window...

The sky in Los Angeles has dimmed, and the street lights have turned on...the rain has turned lighter and pattered.

"Xiaojie, your fruit!" Aunt Lan put a piece of fruit in front of Jianjie.

"Thank you Grandma Lan!" Jian Jie immediately smiled.

Aunt Lan smiled, did not say much, and continued to distribute fruits to other children...

Jian Jie was eating while turning his mind.

After eating the fruits, Jian Jie left the restaurant and sent a text message to Gu Beichen as he walked: Daddy, is it convenient to call me?

Gu Beichen glanced at Jian Mo who was going to the kitchen, and went upstairs to the study.

While closing the door, he dialed Jian Jie: "What's wrong?"

Jian Jie evasively talked about Shen Hao's approach to him. He didn't say who it was, but only expressed his worries, "Daddy, is someone trying to make me an idea?"

Gu Beichen frowned immediately, "Who is it?"

Jian Jie chuckled his mouth, thinking about whether to say in total.

"Xiaojie!" Gu Beichen's voice sank slightly.

Jian Jie lay on the window sill, black pupil looked at the drizzle under the light and said, "Shen Hao...do you know Daddy?"

Gu Beichen's ink pupil has become dull and bottomless, "When did you meet him?"

"It's been several months..." Jian Jie said about the situation when he met Shen Hao last time. "He shouldn't really think about me. After all... months, there is a chance."

Naturally, Gu Beichen knew that there was still no news about Xiaojie's identity from outside, indicating that Shen Hao had not mentioned it to others.

Whether it’s for an agreement with Xiaojie, or for any other purpose...

It can only be said that prevention is not as strong as he thought.

The knock on the door interrupted Gu Beichen's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Jian Mo opened the door...

"You can eat!"

Gu Beichen's gaze became soft, nodded, and said to Jian Jie on the phone: "I will handle it. Be careful yourself, eh?"

"OK!" Jian Jie also heard Jian Mo's voice, did not say much, and hung up the phone.

Gu Beichen walked out, took advantage of the situation, and sent a text message to Xiao Jing...

Gu Beichen took Jian Mo's hand and went downstairs together, and Aunt Luo had already brought up the cooked food.

At the right time, Gu Beichen's cell phone rang, and he saw that it was Mo Shaochen, and picked it up.

"Are you free tonight?" Mo Shaochen asked.

Gu Beichen glanced at Jian Mo, "Something?"

"It's been a long time since I've been sitting together, I'll wait for the blues..." Mo Shaochen said, "Bring Jian Mo together."

Gu Beichen groaned slightly, then answered, "Okay!"

...

Smith closed his eyes after finishing the heart exchange surgery, and went down...

He was cautiously doing cardiac resuscitation with his hands first, and when he saw the new heart beating slightly, his eyes did not relax.

Smith was already soaked from nervousness. He looked at the nurse who was staring at the instrument and asked, "Data!"

"Heart rate..." The instrument nurse reported various data on the instrument.

Several doctors listened attentively, for fear that some data would directly affect the results of the operation.

"Dr. Smith, the data is fairly stable..." The voice of the first deputy trembled because of tension.

When the sweat on Smith's forehead was about to shed, the nurse on the side wiped it off quickly.

Secretly swallowing a dignified breath from tension, Smith just said: "Preparing to stitch..."

Not daring to borrow the hands of others, on the operating table, Smith, who has rarely participated in the final finishing work of the operation, dare not sloppy preparations to suture the wound.

suddenly……

‘Didi——’

'drop--'

The ear-piercing voice echoed in the solemn operating room, and the instrument nurse yelled in horror: "The patient's heart rate drops rapidly..." Then he hurriedly shouted, "The patient's heart stops beating!"

The medical staff suddenly looked astonished. Smith is an old doctor with rich clinical experience...

When the sound of ‘di’ came, he already stopped stitching and switched to first aid...