"Miss Tang, your face is so red. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Dean Chen couldn't help asking with concern when he saw her cheeks flushed.

"Ah... it's okay."

Tang Qiaoer secretly scolded Chen Jing'er for realizing that it was a dog. She took a deep breath and touched her hot cheeks. "Did Chen Jing'er realize that the result of brain ct is coming out?"

“It’s out.”

Dr. Chen took out the film from the drawer seriously and handed it to Tang Qiaoer.

Tang Qiaoer took it and watched the film carefully through the light.

Suddenly, her eyebrows flipped and her heart sank.

"Miss Tang, you can see something is wrong, right?"

President Chen looked a little nervous, "Your surgery is very successful. It can be said that there are no more than three people in the country who can do this surgery."

"Success? Do you think I've succeeded?"

Tang Qiaoer felt suffocated and her trembling hands were hanging down. The ct film made a slight noise, "In my opinion, it left sequelae to the patient... This is failure!"

She, Tang Qiaoer, can tolerate anything, but she can't stand the taste of failure!

Especially those who lost to her, they were still shocked.

She grabbed the collar of her clothes, and her heart was as painful as if she was dripping blood.

"It is very likely that any doctor will leave sequelae for such a dangerous and difficult operation on a patient. Don't blame yourself! It is a blessing to be able to save Mr. Shen's life!" Changruo advised him because he knew how strong Bai Shen was.

"So... when he saw me just now, his emotions were so uncontrollable..."

Tang Qiaoer whispered, clenching her fists unwillingly, "Is there any way to treat his sequelae?"

Dr. Chen sighed, "For the time being, you can only use drugs similar to sedatives to inhibit it, and there is no better way.

If the patient's mentality is calm enough and his mood is stable enough, it can actually inhibit the onset of the disease."

Emotionally stable?

So after kissing her, he became emotionally stable?

Tang Qiaoer's cheeks turned red again and she gritted her teeth.

It seems that it really fits the saying: All diseases are good for the treatment, but it is hard to treat the bones!

*

Midnight, thousands of years.

In the extravagant European luxury box, two beautiful women wearing Chinese cheongsams and spread to the root of their thighs are serving Xie Jinhuan.

The so-called service is just pouring wine and sitting down.

No one knows that Xie Si Shao has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Women like them want to get close to the body of the Jade-faced Hell, and they are afraid they will be impatient to live.

In the blurred light and shadow, Xie Jinhuan sat lazily on the sofa, his tall body leaning back, and his long neck pulled out a superior line. His side face was as exquisite as a work of art so beautiful that it made people dare not breathe.

One of the women couldn't help but look straight, and didn't notice it. A few drops of wine actually dripped on the tip of Xie Jinhuan's unstained silky dusty shoes!

"Ah... Thank you, Mr. Thank you! Sorry! Sorry!" The woman was so scared that her face was bloodless, and she stood up and kept bowing to him and apologizing.

Xie Jinhuan slowly opened Ruifeng's eyes, and didn't even look at her, "clean up."

“Yes, yes!”

As if the woman was granted a general amnesty, she immediately knelt down humbly, held Xie Jinhuan's leather shoes tremblingly, and stuck out her tongue.

Lick the wine traces on it cleanly.

"Get out." Xie Jinhuan rubbed his eyebrows in annoyedly.

"Yes!" The woman knelt and stepped back, retreated to the door and crawled out.

"Get out, too."

Another cheongsam woman was also frightened and rolled out.
Chapter completed!