Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Hanqiu listened to the voices of the two and turned to look at Qin's housekeeper. The corner of his mouth moved. "Can this dean... be successful in surgery?"

At this time, I only looked at A Wen and Qin Butler.

Awen did not speak to Qin's housekeeper, the nurse who had not left around took a list and said: "Sir, our Dean Cheng is a researcher of the Institute. If even he can't do this operation, the whole Beijing can't find the first There are three more powerful surgeons than him, and besides, there are several professors of brain surgery in the institute..."

After she finished, she could not help looking at the pedestrian Qin Hanqiu...

I don’t know who is inside. Almost all the affiliated hospitals are alarmed...

Even if a craniotomy can't be done well, it is also a hospital affiliated to the Academy.

"Yes, Erye, you can rest assured." Awen looked at Qin Hanqiu.

Qin Hanqiu did not know Cheng Weiping or the four major research institutes.

Not even knowing the injury of Qin Ling, the whole affiliated hospital was even disturbed, and even the staff of the research institute were delivering drugs out.

It was just that the nurse said to Awen that he nodded, and the heart hanging in his throat finally returned.

The nurse was dispatched by Cheng Weiping to report safety to Qin Hanqiu and others. After that, he pulled back the mask and hurriedly returned to the operating room.

ten minutes later.

The elevator door on the side of the corridor opened again with a "ding".

Three people came out.

The figure is slender and tall, with gentle brows drooping, a disinfecting mask on his face, holding a document in his hand, and walking forward while turning, he walks the wind, is very imposing, and the white surgical uniform on his body is also I don't know what the material is, and the lines don't move.

Seeing him, the doctors and nurses waiting at the door lit up, and immediately opened the operating room door to let him in.

Qin Hanqiu staring at the operating room only saw one of his familiar backs. He paused: "...Is that Xiao Cheng?"

Qin Hanqiu didn't know if he was wrong.

**

Operating room.

Qin Ran stood not far from the operating table, and Qin Ling had a tube inserted in his body. The blood on his body had been cleaned up, and all the surgical instruments placed next to him were covered with blood.

Various unknown instruments are on.

Cheng Weiping was in contact with the surgeon, and the two stood by the CT machine and discussed the intracranial pressure in a low voice.

Qin Ran was standing at the corner of the corner, not daring to move around at will, afraid that if he moved a little, he would disturb the nurses and doctors coming.

Hold the hands on both sides tightly.

Cheng Weiping and the doctor had already transferred to Qin Ling's side, and the two were signing something on Qin Ling's head.

Qin Ran took a step back and just wanted to go out. He suddenly turned sideways and looked up at the door of the operating room. The heavy door was pushed open halfway, and the familiar figure walked in from the outside.

"Relax, I have seen his injury, and there will be no sequelae, and there will be no danger." Cheng Jun handed the inspection report in his hand to the person behind him. He stopped beside Qin Ran and reached down to pull the mask down a little.

The tone is a little understated.

He glanced at Qin Ran, then turned sideways, and asked the nurses around him to move a chair and point to a corner.

Let Qin Ran sit here, before he walked toward the operating table.

"Three young men," Cheng Weiping handed the scalpel in his hand to Cheng Jun. "I will give you a hand."

Cheng Jun was holding a scalpel, and his smooth right hand was extremely stable. Even if the person on the operating table was Qin Ling, he didn't panic.

He was wearing a white special surgical gown and seemed to be completely free of any dust on his body, calmly and calmly dissipating the low air pressure in the operating room.

In addition to the tiny instrument sounds in the entire operating room, it was his calm and deep voice—

"Bipolar electrocoagulation."

"Bone bite forceps."

"..."

Qin Ran was sitting on the edge. At this angle, he could not see Qin Ling's operation or the tiny wounds on the microscope. He could only see a group of busy but very calm doctors and nurses walking in the wind.

There is also Cheng Junyun's breezy voice.

**

The entire operation lasted four hours.

1:30 in the afternoon.

The light in the operating room went out.

Qinling was launched.

The nurse came out with Qin Ran.

Qin Hanqiu and the Qin Butler and his party came to help.

Qin Ling's head was wrapped in a layer of gauze, the tube on his body had been removed, and there were only two infusion tubes connected to the wrists on both sides.

The accompanying head nurse removed the mask and spoke with great respect: "The patient is out of danger and does not need to enter the intensive care unit. After anesthesia, he will wake up tomorrow morning."

Qin's housekeeper and Qin Hanqiu's body stretched for a day and night and finally eased down, almost sitting down on the floor of the hospital corridor on the spot.

"Qin Butler, you go to the ward first, and I will come right away." Qin Ran asked Qin Butler and Qin Hanqiu to follow Qin Ling to the ward first.

Qin Hanqiu nodded, and he walked along with Qin's bed, and suddenly remembered something, "Ran Ran, did I just see Xiao Cheng?"

"En." Qin Ran had nothing to say at this time.

Nodded toward Qin Hanqiu and walked towards the operating room again.

A group of nurse assistants pushed Qin Ling to the elevator and returned to the ward.

The two policemen who took notes have never seen this battle, knowing that this car accident involves the rich and powerful, it is not easy to provoke.

After finishing the recording for the little fat girl, he waited on the side, followed Qin Butler and others to the ward, and saw Qin Butler's mood stabilized, and then compared with the transcript: "There are still some confessions that need to wait until the patient is awake. The preliminary judgment was an accident."

"Accident?" Qin Hanqiu turned his head. He came out of the ward, withdrew his thoughts, and looked at the policeman coldly. "I didn't hit it for the first time, and hit it a second time. Is this an accident?"

"The driver who drives the car is only experiencing epilepsy. We have adjusted the scene monitoring, but the monitoring at the intersection is broken," the police explained.

Qin Hanqiu wanted to say something. The Qin Butler stopped him. He lowered his voice. "The Ouyang family is involved in the case in Beijing. Let's wait until the Sixth Master comes back. Don't act impulsively."

Qin Hanqiu trembles with both hands. For the first time, he realized the importance of the word "power" in this place in Beijing.

The police gave them a look, "We will find more witnesses..."

"No, we will take over this case."