"My mother is in such a situation, why are you still standing here? Why don't you ask the best Dr. Xue from your hospital to treat my mother immediately! Don't you know who my mother is!"

But the doctors at Xue's Hospital never take this trick.

Maybe it was because Xue Yan took the lead.

I saw Dr. Zheng say, "Others are also anxious, and their lives are also fate. I don't care what your mother is, I just hope Miss Yu, you are quiet. Dr. Xue is treating the patient."

Yu Xiao’s father Yan Feiming also came, and happened to come. Although Yan Feiming was angry when he heard Dr. Zheng’s words, he also knew that this was a member of Xue’s family. He also knew that Dr. Xue, Xue Yan, was the future heir to Xue’s family, and he would not care about who you are at all.

What's more, he wished his wife Yu Yaolan died sooner.

But on the surface, he naturally wouldn't show it.

Yan Feiming just hurriedly grabbed his daughter Yu Xiao and said, "This is Xue's hospital. The doctor is very sensible. I guess your mother will not be able to perform surgery for a while, so you can't be anxious." As he said that, he apologized to Dr. Zheng with an apology: "I'm sorry, my daughter is too worried about her mother."

Yu Xiao was actually not worried about Yu Yaolan. It would be better if Yu Yaolan died. She would definitely leave everything to her. What she cared about was that the doctors in this hospital did not take her Yu family seriously.

Her family is the Yu family!

A particularly big Yu family!

Although she was still angry, she didn't make any more trouble. People like her father apologized with a smile, what else could she do?

He followed the clinic room with anger and continued to wait.

After seeing Xue Yan finished his work, Dr. Zheng hurriedly walked in and showed Yu Yaolan's various examination reports and his own diagnosis to Xue Yan.

"It's a tumor in the brain," said Dr. Zheng. "It should have been a while. I heard that she had often had headaches, dizziness, face pain, and sometimes nausea. It should be the result of the brain tissue being squeezed by the tumor. The images taken also proved that there was indeed a tumor inside. Finally, it was benign or malignant. It was not yet confirmed. You have to cut the tumor out and remove the tumor. Only after testing the tumor for testing the tumor. However, I was not sure about the tumor being excited in this place. Doctor Tian and the others were not sure, so I came to you."

Xue Yan nodded while following the things Dr. Zheng’s finger, and finally asked: “Are you awake?”

"I've woken up. She was a little resistant to the surgery and felt it was difficult to wake up after the craniotomy. But she agreed after hearing that we would ask you for surgery."

"Then how good is her sleeping quality recently? Have you asked?"

"This..." Doctor Zheng blushed suddenly, knowing that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, Miss Yu kept following me because she was worried about her mother, and the noise was very loud in my ears, which made me forget. I'm sorry." Although there was a reason, he still blamed himself for his mistake.

Yu Xiao immediately wanted to scold Dr. Zheng loudly.

But Yan Feiming's eyes were suppressed.

Yan Feiming was busy and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my daughter is too worried about her mother, and she won't know how to do it in the future."

Xue Yan ignored them.

"I'll ask again now!" Dr. Zheng didn't care about them anymore, and turned around and planned to go back to Yu Yaolan's ward to ask Yu Yaolan. The only thing he knew best when asked about Yu Yaolan himself.

Xue Yan said: "I'll go with you."

Then they went to Yu Yaolan's ward together.

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