Shang Lingxiao coughed twice again, looking very empty.
"Ah Zhi, no matter what you say, I saw it with my own eyes. We are brothers. I know you love face and don't want to admit it. It doesn't matter. As long as your father can be rescued well, it's better than anything. Everything else is nothing."
His face was also very bad, with a faint dark blue under his eyes.
He just looked at Bo Xingzhi listlessly, as if he were a miserable victim of some injustice.
Bo Xingzhi wanted to slap him because of his appearance.
But he held back.
This Shang Lingxiao is very good at camouflage. He is very good at acting. I can't fall into his trap.
Green tea has no way to go.
"Elder brother, you're right. Since you're not in good health, go back and have a rest. Everything here has me. After all, I have Rh negative blood. I don't know what blood type elder brother is? Is that the same?" Bo Xingzhi hooked his lips, with a hint of ironic smile on the corners of his lips.
Shang Lingxiao nodded, "we are worthy of being brothers. It's a coincidence that we all inherit this blood type."
Bo Xingzhi pressed his eyebrows slightly, and his handsome face was full of concern, no longer the cold words he used to say to Shang Lingxiao.
"Eldest brother stayed overnight last night. If you don't want to go back, I can ask Cheng ye to open a suite for you in the hotel nearby. You can have a good rest and come to the hospital at any time."
Play a good brother, who won't?
Bo Xingzhi endured his nausea and said something that made him physically sick.
"Yes, Bo Shao really cares about Shang Shao!"
"It's really gratifying to see that the two brothers get along so well!"
"Yes, yes! The president will be happy when he knows it in ICU."
The surrounding group of crazy headlands began to whisper there again, as if only in this way can both sides not offend and please.
At this time, Ruan Su took several medical staff to the ICU.
From a distance, I saw Bo Xingzhi's tall figure and Shang Lingxiao's haggard figure. Shang Lingxiao's cough continued to be heard.
Ruan Su slightly screwed up Xiuzhi's eyebrows and walked over, "brother, what's the matter with you? Have you caught a cold?"
"I may have caught a cold last night." Seeing Ruan Su in a white coat, Shang Lingxiao couldn't help itching his throat and coughed a few more times.
"If you catch a cold, you can't have a blood transfusion." Ruan Su clasped his wrist and began to feel his pulse.
Shang Lingxiao was surprised at the bottom of his heart. He didn't expect Ruan Su to be so caught off guard and help him see a doctor.
Then he was glad that he was really ill.
Sure enough, Ruan Su loosened his wrist after a few minutes. "It's really cold. Just take some cold medicine. Don't worry."
After Ruan Su certified his illness, Shang Lingxiao's sick and frail filial son was even more upright.
"I'm going to operate on the president later. Husband, I can't give blood transfusion, so you're ready at any time. Don't go far." Ruan Su glanced at thin Xingzhi and said softly.
The sound of "husband" was crisp. I heard Bo Xingzhi's itchy eyes.
She seldom called him that in front of people. Suddenly, she called him that, which made him feel comfortable.
No matter whether the president is disgusting or not, he won't die.
I just hope Xiao Su can call him twice more.
Soon, the nurses took the president directly from the ICU to the operating room.
At this time, other doctors in the hospital are also paying attention to the situation in the operating room.
"It is said that Ruan Suzhen received the president's operation."
"It's speechless. This woman likes to show off her abilities, as if she can't live without the hospital." Jing Baizhi skimmed her mouth and looked disdainful.
A female doctor whispered, "I heard that the doctors recommended her to take the operation."
Jing Baizhi glanced at the female doctor with a trace of displeasure in her voice. "Really? Then she can not answer! I think she did it on purpose to show off."
"But maybe." The female doctor didn't dare to argue with her and stopped talking at once. "I'll go round the room."
After she left, Jing Baizhi yawned lazily, "why don't we go to the door of the operating room?"
Maybe I can see a joke or something.
After all... There must be some media reporters and the like in the publicity of the operation on the president.
"Yes, Dr. Ruan has an operation. We should cheer her up!"
"Dr. Jing is right. Let's go."
So Jing Baizhi took several doctor flatterers and went directly to the door of the operating room.
Ruan Su was preparing for the operation. As soon as he changed his surgical clothes, he heard a nurse stop at the door. "Sorry, Dr. Jing, this operating room is for Dr. Ruan to use. Now you can't go in."
"I'm also a doctor in the hospital." Jing Baizhi frowned and looked at the little nurse unhappily. "Besides, the president is my uncle. I often go in and out of the presidential palace. I'll go in and see why he can't?"
The little nurse said to her sadly. "There are regulations in the hospital. Don't embarrass me, Dr. Jing."
"All right. I just want to care about the president." Jing Baizhi did not continue to make trouble.
"Mr. President is in a coma now. He doesn't know if you go in." The little nurse whispered and slammed the door of the operating room.
This Angelica dahurica is really ridiculous! There are rules in the hospital. Does she still want to come in and give directions?
Ruan Su didn't care about the messy operation of Jing Baizhi.
Her heart is all over the operation.
Middle aged and elderly diseases are generally chronic, and most of them are syndrome, which will not easily occur.
She saw with her own eyes an old man in his 60s who had epilepsy not long after craniotomy.
So the president is also likely to cause epilepsy.
There may be other symptoms, which is why so many doctors are unwilling to operate on him. The complications are terrible.
The outside of the operating room has long been surrounded by many staff, as well as some bodyguards and media personnel.
Media reporters one by one carried long guns and short guns and aimed them at the operating room for real-time reporting.
"It is reported that our president is rescuing in the operating room. The doctor in charge of the operation is Ruan Su, his daughter-in-law he has always disliked." While reporting, the reporter turned back and asked Bo Xingzhi, "Bo Shao, you won't be angry if I say so?"
Bo Xingzhi glanced at him lightly. "What you said is the truth. He really doesn't like my wife."
"That's good." The reporter then brazenly wanted to interview Bo Xingzhi, "can I ask you a few questions?"
"No." Bo Xingzhi's cold and direct refusal.
The reporter smiled and didn't say anything more. Instead, he went to Shang Lingxiao, "Shang Shao, can I interview you? I hope you can cooperate with me, can you?"
The attitude is very humble.
It's hard to get the first-hand news.
Shang Lingxiao looked at him gently and coughed heavily, "yes. What do you want to ask?"
The reporter quickly asked questions and threw them out like a firecracker. "Oh, it's like this. How is the president now? Is there a high chance of recovery after the operation? Did Dr. Ruan arrange the operation for him or did she volunteer?"
He asked several questions in a row, showing a general attitude of fearing that Shang Lingxiao would not cooperate.
Shang Lingxiao coughed heavily for two times. Then he looked very weak and answered, "I don't know the probability of my father's recovery, because I'm not a doctor. You can ask Dr. Ruan this question and let her answer you. As for the chief surgeon, Ruan Su, well... It should be arranged by the hospital."
"Shang Shao, are you ill? This is a live broadcast. Hey, do you want to tell the fans in the live broadcast room? Why is the president ill this time? Just... It's very sudden."
Shang Lingxiao hesitated to take a look at the cold and ruthless Bo Xingzhi standing aside. "In fact, I know some rumors say that ah Zhiqi has reached my father. They are just an ordinary quarrel between father and son, and their upper and lower teeth will be knocked, let alone father and son. Just like most people are angry and quarreling with their father at home. I hope you don't spread those rumors again."
Bo Xingzhi: "
Who spread the rumor? You're the one who spread rumors here, aren't you?
No one paid attention to why the president was ill?
Because it is a live broadcast, there are many online fans in this live broadcast room.
When they heard what Shang Lingxiao said, the live studio exploded in an instant.
"I wipe it? It's thin and less angry?"
"Made the president mad? So the daughter-in-law came to clean up the mess?"
"I don't think so... What Shang Shao said is not necessarily true."
"If it's not true, Bo Shao is nearby! Why doesn't he refute?"
Thanks to Lingxiao's blessing, # Bo Xingzhi sent the president to the hospital # directly to the hot search.
Bo Xingzhi stared at the hot search news pushed on the mobile phone in real time. As soon as his face turned black, he went to the reporter and said to the camera, "sorry, I'll say a few words. Thank you for clarifying the rumors for me. My father's health was not very good originally, and this illness was just an accident. Don't believe or spread the rumors. Everything depends on the diagnosis results and operation results released by the hospital official. Thank you."
That's ridiculous!
Do you think you won't fight back if you make some green tea in front of the camera?
He then glanced at Shang Lingxiao.
Shang Lingxiao sat there in thin clothes. His face looked very ugly. He didn't know whether it was because of illness or anger.
Anyway, after Bo Xingzhi finished, he directly sat on the bench opposite and didn't talk to business Lingxiao again.
The reporter was also embarrassed for a moment. He glanced at Shang Lingxiao awkwardly and continued to interview stiffly, "Shang Shao, you look very ill. Why don't you go back and have a rest?"