"Director Luo, you are finally here!"
The excited voice of the nurse came from the door.
The anesthesiologist hurriedly turned to look at Director Luo. This is the most powerful surgeon in their private hospital——Luo Qianxun.
At only 26 years old, he is already the director of a private hospital, the director of surgery, and the most powerful surgeon in the imperial capital!
Many difficult and miscellaneous diseases can be cured by Luo Qianxun's hands.
Just now Luo Qianxun was busy with another operation, so even if the patients here were injured in their skulls, they were still waiting for Luo Qianxun.
The skull is very sensitive and fragile, so no one dares to move it.
Unexpectedly, Luo Qianxun hadn't come yet, but a very young doctor with unknown background had undergone skull surgery first.
"I'm sorry, Director Luo is here, you can step aside." The anesthesiologist said to Xia Jinmian.
Xia Jinmian ignored it, and was doing the most meticulous work, turning his tendons and clearing up the blood.
On her forehead, fine beads of sweat gradually climbed up.
"This doctor, please let me go!" the anesthesiologist emphasized.
In my heart, I felt that this young doctor was a bit clueless and overwhelmed.
Where the skull is so fragile, how dare she just say it?
This is the kind of surgery Director Luo dares to perform, okay? ?
"Please allow..." The anesthetist wanted to emphasize his tone, but Director Luo stopped him with a look.
Luo Qianxun put his hands on his chest and stood beside Xia Jinmian, his eyes fell on her work.
His eyes flickered in surprise, and he reminded the nurse next to him in a low voice: "Wipe your sweat."
The nurse thought she would wipe it off for him, but she saw Director Luo's forehead was clean without a single drop of sweat.
Turning his eyes, he realized that he was wiping the sweat of the young female doctor.
The nurse rushed to cooperate.
"Tissue forceps!"
Xia Jinmian stretched out her hand, and the nurse immediately handed it over.
After 40 minutes of concentrated work, the head surgery was finally completed.
After Xia Jinmian stitched up the wound, she couldn't even lift her arm.
That bump in the morning started to hurt.
She turned her eyes to look at the data on the instrument, finally she was out of danger, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Girl, which department are you from?" Luo Qianxun asked.
Xia Jinmian didn't know that this person was the dean here, and also the most powerful surgeon in the entire imperial capital.
She didn't intend to talk to the other party, and reminded: "Fix the head and send it to the ICU for observation for 24 hours."
After finishing speaking, Xia Jinmian walked out regardless of the bewildered and shocked gazes.
Everyone's mind is full of: Damn, how dare you ignore Director Luo! ! ?
The corners of Luo Qianxun's eyes exposed outside the mask were bent, and he said to everyone who was stunned: "Did you hear that? What she said is also what I want to say, so do it."
"Yes, Director Luo."
Luo Qianxun checked Shi An's injuries again, made sure that there was no problem, and chased him out.
Unfortunately, there was no one in front of the sink.
He was a little regretful that such a young potential stock did not tell him his department and name, otherwise he would definitely be promoted to his side.
He changed his clothes and went out.
"Is Shi'an's family here?"
Quan Xiaoyi rushed to meet her, "Doctor, I am! How is she?"
"Fu Daming came to the rescue, but you have to go to the ICU for 24 hours of observation, but you can rest assured."
Luo Qianxun scanned the people outside, looked at the powerful Ye Mohan in surprise, took off his mask and approached with a smile.
"Why is Master Han here?" Luo Qianxun smiled ambiguously, "Could it be that the person rescued inside was the rumored... Mrs. Han?"
Ye Mohan glanced at him indifferently, and held Xia Jinmian's hand who came after changing clothes.
"She is my wife."
Luo Qianxun was suddenly embarrassed, and when he met Xia Jinmian's eyes, he froze.
"Huh? You're not the one just now..."