Now that Song Cheng is injured, Qiao Muchen will definitely do his best to help him recover.

Ruan Ruan went directly to the operating room on the 22nd floor to wait, and Song Yan moved to the underground parking lot.

Ximen leaned against the wall in the corner. Because the ground was too dark, Ximen took off his sunglasses and raised his eyebrows: "Last time I thought, if I could find the old man, that is, my master, to save your brother, but that guy was not very good.

Unexpectedly, when I came, your brother was pushed into the operating room by him."

Hearing Ximen's words, Song Yan pursed her lips, and she leaned weakly against the front of the car next to her and asked, "So my brother's legs are hopeless to recover?"

"If you have been in an international medical department, you will definitely not have such questions."

Ximen walked forward, sat side by side with Song Yan on the front of the car, turned his head, and smiled and said, "He is a famous figure in the International Academy of Sciences."

Originally, Ximen was worried that Song Yan would not be able to invite him, so he wanted to come over to invite this great Buddha in person. Unexpectedly, Song Yan had such a great face and could actually invite his master.

International medicine is the heart of all medical students. Every year, each country will send representatives to participate, and of course some students will be sent in for medical exchanges.

It was a few years ago that domestic medicine was relatively backward, and the students sent to China were not valued. The doctors in it never gave them advice on their problems. They just kept doing it perfunctorily and let them learn the basics well.

So the dean sent his own disciple to him, and it was Ximen in front of him. Ximen blocked the door of the laboratory with a medical ceremony worth ten centimeters thick.

The laboratory was full of new students, and their level was not much different at that time.

Ximen was also a new student. He didn't do anything out of the ordinary, so he moved a small stool, held the medical ceremony, and sat seriously at the door of the laboratory, politely provoking those foreign students who looked down on them.

These new students didn't care much about the Ximen group. Sometimes they would point to new instruments and ask them provocatively if they knew what they were called.

Everyone didn't care about Ximen's provocation at first.

However, in the end, not to mention the new students in the same group as Ximen, even the old students who came to the Chinese Academy of Sciences a year earlier than him were crying by Ximen.

The reason why Ximen has such strength is inseparable from the support behind the dean.

The dean would give Ximen a separate tutoring every night, so Ximen's strength could improve by leaps and bounds into the first place without anyone teaching.

Ximen is so outstanding, you can imagine the dean behind him.

During that time, the students of the new and old class of Chinese science and technology were almost crazy and were abused by Ximen to doubt their lives.

After that time, the Chinese Academy of Sciences completely changed the situation, and the doctors' face were completely lost, and domestic students would never be treated unfairly again.

And Ximen and Dean made great contributions to this.

Although Ximen seems to be out of tune now, he is the dean's proud disciple, and the contributions of both of them are immeasurable.

"Do your brother's leg accident or is it artificial?"

Ximen did not mention these to Qin Ran. Since the operation has been completed, there is no need to emphasize too much.

Last night, he realized that Song Yan was in a wrong state, but the situation was urgent at that time. He didn't have time to ask more, so he rushed over.

“Artificial.”

Song Yan narrowed her eyes.

"Do you want help?"

Ximen turned his head to look at her.

Ximen has been traveling abroad for so many years and practicing medicine everywhere. No matter in various countries, there are more or less people who can help.

And he knew that Song Yan was a strange man. He didn't know what happened a few years ago, so Song Yan completely cut off contact with them.

Even because of her younger brother, she became a vegetable and had a difficult life, she never asked for help.

Ximen didn't know how a woman like Song Yan was so embarrassed, but she also knew that she had her own persistence.

"No, I can solve it."

Song Yan stood up and refused Ximen's help without thinking.

Song Yan reached out and pulled the hat on his head: "You can find a place to live first. It's just right here. I'll take you to see my mother."

Ximen glanced at Song Yan deeply and nodded silently.

He didn't know much about Song Yan, and since Song Yan spoke, he went there.

When Song Yan arrived, Li Beiting and the people from the Criminal Investigation Brigade were there.

Outside the operating room, doctors and nurses kept coming and going, shuttled through it.

Song Cheng's operation took quite a long time.

Ruan Ruan's lips were tightly pursed. She glanced at Song Yan, then lowered her head and continued to stand and wait.

The atmosphere was silent, and Li Beiting only comforted Song Yan for a few words.

He can invite people, but the final result is not something he can change.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon.

The operating room door was finally opened, closed.

The dean came out first, pulling down the mask with one hand and unbuttoning the white coat with the other.

His physical strength has reached its limit after working for too long.

No matter what, he is old after all. The reason for quitting from the front line is to concentrate on research, and the other is that his age makes him no longer complete the surgery as easily as before.

Fortunately, the technology has not regressed.

Ximen was leaning against the wall, and flipping through his cell phone boredly. When he saw the dean coming out, he stood up first and asked, "Old man... Master, how is the situation?"

With so many people, I'd better give my master some face.

Otherwise, I will be scolded in a while.

The people in the corridor subconsciously looked at the dean.

The dean's eyes circled the corridor, and finally returned to Ximen's thin black figure, and spoke in a low voice: "The operation is very successful, just wait for recovery. I will ask the assistant to send the precautions later."

The dean actually came too, and the dean cursed in his heart.

Within a few seconds, the dean couldn't help but grab Ximen's ear: "You evil disciple, you dare to come back, why don't you piss me to death?"

"Master, I know I'm wrong!"

Song Yan's heart that had been tense finally relaxed.

She slid down the wall very weakly and sat directly on the ground.

Li Beiting quickly helped her up with heartache.

Within two minutes, the doctor pushed Song Cheng's bed out. His eyes were closed tightly, his face looked pale, and the anesthetic force had not passed. His right arm was wrapped in white gauze, which was very delicate and there was no trace of blood.

Not as shocking as yesterday.

Song Yan came over and confirmed Song Cheng's condition.

Her heart was hanging in panasonic.

He turned his head and looked at Li Beiting, his voice was low and hoarse: "Thank you."

Song Yan knew that if Li Beiting was not behind him, Qiao Muchen might not have invited the dean.

Li Beiting was looking down at a new data handed to him by the dean, which was about Song Cheng's injury.

Hearing the voice, Li Beiting raised his eyebrows and replied three words unhappily: "You're welcome, but don't say it again in the future, I don't like to listen."
Chapter completed!