Chapter 873: Big Brother is the chief surgeon

Chapter 873 Big brother is the chief surgeon

Ye Shaowen was very angry, and the root of his anger was that Xiao Yezi was too attached to Bo Tingshen and the Bo family!

It's already reached the date of termination of the contract, why does she still care so much about whether Bo Tingshen will find out her identity?

And the president of such a big group as Bo Tingshen, how could he lose his composure in public because of an ordinary artist?

Now because of Mr. Bo's illness, Xiao Yezi is anxious like an ant on a hot pot. This has to make him wonder if Bo Tingshen is still pestering Xiao Yezi after the last allergy incident, and as he worried, Xiao Ye The leaves are also shaking.

Otherwise, why does Xiao Yezi have completely different attitudes towards Lu Cen and Bo Tingshen, one is indifferent and the other is cautious.

"you…"

Before, no matter how much Ye Shaowen had objections to Bo Tingshen, Ye Xian could understand, but this time it was a bit unreasonable, so he simply turned his head away and didn't talk to him.

Ye Juncheng: "Shaowen, don't be childish."

Xiao Yezi ignored him, and her elder brother also attacked him. Ye Shaowen got even more annoyed, got up and walked directly into the room.

Ye Juncheng glanced at him, then looked away, "Okay, let's take a look."

Ye Xian stretched out his feet, "Sure enough, it's much better, I think I can even come down..."

"Don't move around tonight, try walking tomorrow."

"All right."

Ye Zhuoxuan saw that her foot was healed, so he started to settle accounts with her at the banquet, but was stopped by Ye Juncheng, "Dad, Xianxian is injured, so let's talk about it tomorrow, Xianxian, show me the patient's medical records." .”

"good!"

Ye Xian took back the mobile phone from Xia Hewan and called Pang Kai, asking for Mr. Bo's medical records.

In the evening, Ye Juncheng concentrated on studying the medical records in the study, while Ye Xian sat by the side and looked at him with his chin propped up. He fell asleep after watching.

Ye Juncheng looked away from the medical record, and saw her head nodding, like a chicken pecking at rice, she was extremely cute, with a slight smile on her lips.

Ye Xian immediately became energetic, "Brother, did I disturb you?"

"No, but if you're sleepy, go back to sleep."

"Not sleepy, not sleepy! I'm not sleepy at all. I have to supervise brother here, you must go to bed before twelve o'clock, otherwise you won't be refreshed for the operation tomorrow."

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door, which startled Ye Xian. She turned her face and saw through the glass door that Ye Shaowen was clapping a basketball in his hand in the corridor, pretending to be nonchalant while patting. Wang Yan passed by the door of the study, "Hey, insomnia is really uncomfortable, unlike some people who are heartless and can fall asleep anytime~"

Ye Xian: "..." What is the meaning of this?

"Second brother, why is he playing basketball in the middle of the night in a strange way today, for fear that he might fall asleep?"

"If you don't hit him, you will be even more angry."

Ye Xian: "Huh?"

Ye Juncheng put down the medical records, looked at her with serious eyes, "Xianxian, why do you care so much about Bo Tingshen?"

"Huh?" Ye Xian was stunned, "I...do I have it?"

Ye Juncheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ye Xian seemed to have been seen through, "Well, I admit that I have, and that's because... he is also very good to me."

"good for you?"

Ye Xian scratched his head and didn't know where to start, "Brother, read the medical records first, and I will talk to you when I have time."

"Okay, wait for you to clarify."

The next day, Anzhen Hospital, Cardiovascular ICU

At eight o'clock in the morning, a group of relatives and friends of the Bo family stood at the door of the intensive care unit, all swallowing their tears and looking sad, even the air was filled with a sense of sadness.

A dozen of the world's top cardiologists are helpless in the face of Mr. Bo's deteriorating condition. They can only wait for the hopeless reply from the UK. It is possible to prolong the lifeline. The lawyers of the Bo family have long been there Arrived an hour ago to confirm the will for the last time.

Wen Yan leaned against Bao Junfeng's arms, wiping away tears, while Jiang Wanze stood in the corner, silently looking at the dying old man in the ward.

In the ward, wearing a breathing mask, the pale old man slowly held the big palm of the man in front of the bed.

The normally stern-looking man's eyes were now covered with bloodshot eyes, and Gao Daxiu's straight back rarely showed a trace of fatigue.

"Xiao...Xiaoshen, don't be sad. Grandpa can have such an excellent grandson like you in this life. He really has no regrets in death. If there is still regret, it is that he has not had time to see you marry a wife and have children. Grandpa has been thinking about it. , what kind of woman will you marry as your wife in the future, how cute my great-grandson will be..."

As he spoke, he felt his dry and skinny hands being tightly held.

Shangguan Yunli and the housekeeper turned their faces away when they saw the raised veins on the back of the man's palm.

"besides…"

Old Man Bo slowly raised his finger and pointed to a figure outside the door, "Let Wanze in."

The butler came out and called Jiang Wanze in. Jiang Wanze was still dazed for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to want to see him.

On the hospital bed, the old man looked at him and made an expression with difficulty, "Wan Ze, Grandpa is sorry for you."

This sentence made Jiang Wanze burst into tears in an instant. He had been waiting for him to allow him to call him grandpa for too long, but he did not expect that at this time, no matter how much he resented him, at the last moment, the power of blood It is so miraculous that everything can be resolved with just one call, making people feel infinitely reluctant.

"grandfather…"

Even the dean couldn't bear to watch this scene. When he turned his head, he received a strange call.

"Hello."

Picking up the phone, there was a gentle and clear voice from the other end, "Hello, I am Ye Juncheng, a cardiologist at the Birmingham Institute of Medical Research in the United Kingdom who specializes in the subject of intelligent heart transplantation."

The phone hung up, and the dean almost lost his grip on the phone in excitement, "There is hope! There is hope! There is hope for Mr. Bo's surgery!"

After the words fell, everyone looked at him together, what hope? Didn't it mean that Professor Burne had Parkinson's and couldn't come here at all?

Dean: "Professor Ye Juncheng of Minghan Medical Research Institute called me just now, saying that he is on the way and will be there soon!"

"He is a research specialist on the subject of intelligent heart transplantation and a student of Professor Burne."

"Professor Ye?"

More than a dozen top cardiologists were shocked when they heard Ye Juncheng's name.

"Professor Ye Juncheng, who once won numerous cardiology awards around the world and caused an uproar in the medical world, but disappeared two years ago? It turns out that he went to the Birmingham Research Institute to study the subject of intelligent hearts!"

"I have always heard that the arrogant Professor Burne has accepted a closed disciple, so it is Ye Juncheng!"

"Oh my God, this is so lucky! Professor Ye is a genius in psychology and a miracle in the medical world. With him as the chief surgeon, Mr. Bo's operation is absolutely no problem! The heart surgery performed by him has a 100% success rate !"

"Really?!"

"God bless!"

When all the relatives and friends of the Bo family heard this, they shed tears of surprise. Behind the crowd, the man holding the old man's skinny palm paused, and raised his bloodshot eyes, "Who?"

Shangguan Yunli could hear clearly, and looked at him in surprise, "Ye Juncheng? Could it be... Ye Xian's big brother?"

Pang Kai was also excited, "No wonder Ye Xian and I asked for the old man's medical records last night. I thought she was just understanding and caring."

After the words fell, a thick ink welled up in the man's eyes, as if he was about to **** something in.

Thanks to Da Maotao for the reward of 100,000 book coins, becoming the first leader of this book!

I remember that there was a little cutie who seemed to say that she would vote for me if she lost her horse, rubbing her hands and waiting, good boy, don’t be a scumbag~

(end of this chapter)