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When Nanfeng Haozhe heard about the brain surgery, he immediately rushed upstairs. As the elevator door was blocked by a lot of people, Nanfeng Haozhe turned and ran towards the stairs.

Nanfeng Haozhe ran up to the eighth floor in one breath, his legs trembling.

The nurse looked at the operation schedule and politely replied, "Yes."

The nurse turned and walked to the side, then turned to look at Nanfeng Haozhe. Seeing that he was still leaning on the wall with beads of sweat on his forehead, the nurse couldn't help but worry and asked, "Boss Nan Feng, you don't look too good. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No …."

Nanfeng Haozhe waved his hands, and just as he raised his head, his entire body fell backwards.

The nurse helped Nanfeng Haozhe up.

"Boss Nanfeng, I'll go call the doctor."

"No …" "No need." Nanfeng Haozhe gestured to the nurse and helped him sit on the chair. Then, he explained in a small voice: "It's because I haven't eaten anything today, get me some stomach medicine."

These years, galloping shopping mall, drink countless, eat irregular, cause stomach disease. Today, due to the urgent matter of finding Han Yao, Nanfeng Haozhe did not manage to drink a single drop of water, moreover, he had expended too much energy.

Seeing that Nanfeng Haozhe was adamant, the nurse could only report it to the doctor.

A few minutes later.

The nurse came over with a glass of water, pills, and a box of rice flour.

"Boss Southern Wind, this is the medicine prescribed by your previous attending doctor. Take some rice flour and then take some medicine. In a situation like yours, you must remember to take your medicine on time. "

After the nurse said that, she looked at the operation room and spoke to Nanfeng Haozhe: "Miss Han has Doctor Yu and our director to save the patient, they will definitely get through the danger."

"Alright."

After the nurse left, Nanfeng Haozhe casually took the cup from the chair and swallowed the pill. As for Rice Noodle Roll, how could he be in the mood to eat it?

"Ahh …"

The door of the operation room opened and the nurse stretched tiredly before walking out.

Nanfeng Haozhe stood up from the chair, he anxiously walked over and asked the nurse: "How was the operation?"

The nurse looked at Yu Shuyuan behind his and said: "Boss Nan Feng, please ask Doctor Yu. This operation is being performed by the Doctor Yu's main blade."

"The operation was a success and they temporarily survived the danger. However, the patient had to wake up to learn the specifics. There is a blood clot in Han Yao's brain, and on top of that, she has been ischemic for a long time. "

Yu Shuyuan's official reply, made him even more anxious.

Didn't Han Yao's grandmother's operation also say the same thing?

But … Han Yao's grandmother still had not woken up.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Yu Shuyuan, pointed to the end of the corridor, and politely said: "Doctor, let me speak with you."

Yu Shuyuan looked at Nanfeng Haozhe and walked towards the corridor.

In the corridor, due to the rain, a large portion of the corridor was soaked from the rain.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the wet ground and sighed. He took out a cigarette and passed it to Yu Shuyuan.

Yu Shuyuan took a cigarette from the box and lit it up. Nanfeng Haozhe lit one himself, the two men leaned against the wall and stood there.

In the pitch-black night, there would be flashes of lightning from time to time.

After a long while, Yu Shuyuan said: "Han Yao's surgery was my main blade. Even if I had to go all out, I must still save her. At the time, there was not enough blood because of the number of injuries. I insisted on giving Han Yao an infusion first, which resulted in the other operation not having enough blood. I had a dispute with the director … "

When Yu Shuyuan said this, even he himself felt that his logic was a little chaotic, so he did not continue to speak. As Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Yu Shuyuan's trembling finger which was smoking, he knew that Han Yao's injury must be very serious. Even an external doctor like Yu Shuyuan was nervous and worried. Han Yao's condition was probably even worse than what Yu Shuyuan had said.

Nanfeng Haozhe extinguished his cigarette and patted Yu Shuyuan's shoulder, "You've worked hard, rest early."

Then, he turned around and walked towards the ward.

That night, Yu Shuyuan was on duty at the hospital.

Outside Han Yao's ward, two men were smoking and squatting in front of the ward's door, where a professional nurse was taking care of Han Yao.

Nanfeng Haozhe suddenly stood up, threw away his cigarette and went downstairs.

12 AM.

The surroundings were pitch black. Beside him, there was a small shop with lights on. Nanfeng Haozhe walked over, bought a few bottles of beer, and carried them upstairs.

"Would you like a drink?"

"I'm not drinking anymore. I'll be on duty tonight. If there's any emergency, I have to go deal with it."

Nanfeng Haozhe, on the other hand, did not advise Yu Shuyuan to drink it.

"You drink less. I heard from nurses and doctors that you have stomach problems. You haven't eaten anything tonight, have you? "

Nanfeng Haozhe seemed to have not heard his concerned words. Nanfeng Haozhe drank two bottles on his own accord before turning his head to look coldly at Yu Shuyuan, and asked: "How did you appear in that area?"

"I …" Yu Shuyuan never thought that Nanfeng Haozhe would suspect him so quickly.

Yu Shuyuan stood up, looked at Han Yao who was in the sickroom, and changed the topic, "I will go patrol for a round first."

"Don't look for excuses, Yu Shuyuan, let me ask you, why are you here?" In fact, it was very difficult for Nanfeng Haozhe to do the surgery on Han Yao, so Nanfeng Haozhe did not want to doubt her. After all, Nanfeng Haozhe had always believed that Yu Shuyuan loved Han Yao.

But, Nanfeng Haozhe had always been giving Yu Shuyuan the chance, which he wasn't willing to say. Nanfeng Haozhe, after drinking two bottles of wine, could not help but ask.

"This is the hospital. If you're going to go crazy from alcohol, go outside!"

When Nanfeng Haozhe heard this, he looked at Yu Shuyuan's flickering eyes and felt that there was something fishy going on. He put down the bottle in his hand, and directly pulled at Yu Shuyuan's clothes, pulling him down to the ground floor.

Downstairs, the rain was dripping.

In the darkness, the occasional fragrance of flowers wafted into the courtyard.

Nanfeng Haozhe stood in the rain, in an instant, his hair was all wet. Yu Shuyuan stood opposite to him, looking at Nanfeng Haozhe with a helpless expression.

"Yu Shuyuan, are you even a man? You don't dare to do it? You were in the city, and you were at work that day. Why, when Han Yao got on that bus, would you be at that service area? Also, you managed to get here so quickly when Han Yao got into a car accident. What was going on? Yu Shuyuan, I am grateful that you have treated Han Yao, but, I will not let anyone get away scot-free either! "