She read page after page. Really, when it comes to studying economics, the Wang family is actually the most ready-made data research library, and Wang Donglin, who graduated from Harvard, is a living textbook.
Liu Daqing's words still ring in his ears: "Xixi, you must be able to help the Wang family from now on."
She slowly closed the book: Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the two years at Harvard?! How can I be worthy of Empress Dowager Liu’s hard work???
The door to the intensive care unit finally opened.
Liu Daqing chased after him, and all the doctors looked heavy.
"How is Donglin doing?"
The attending doctor said solemnly: "Mr. Wang's life is not in danger for the time being, but he has suffered a brain injury, and we do not dare to perform surgery for the time being..."
Liu Daqing, on the other hand, was very calm: "What conditions do I need to have surgery?"
"As far as I know, there is only one person in the country who can do this kind of surgery."
"who?"
"A female doctor named Fang. However, we can't hire her at all."
A female doctor named Fang?
Liu Daqing immediately understood who that person was. She was the first woman in Asia to win the Medical Award from the Royal Swedish Society, and the youngest winner of the award in the world.
That’s right, what’s important about this person is not her wealth, but her status. Ordinary people, let alone ask her to do surgery, will never even see her. Moreover, she usually works at her husband’s research institute and does not serve any hospital at all.
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Liu Daqing took a few steps and said, "I'll try to contact her."
"Only you, madam, came forward. We really can't afford to hire Dr. Fang."
The ward was completely quiet.
At this time, the blood stains on Wang Donglin's body had long been removed. He only woke up for a short time and fell asleep again. Liu Daqing sat next to him for a while, but finally felt uneasy and stretched out his hand to put it on his nose. Fortunately, the breath
Although it was weak, it was always warm.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Yi was at the door and never dared to disturb her.
Until the phone rang again, she had no choice but to hand it over and whispered: "Madam, this is Lao Zhang's phone number..."
Liu Daqing took the phone and walked out.
Lao Zhang was very concerned: "I heard that Dong Lin was injured, Daqing, don't worry..."
Liu Daqing said calmly: "Thank you for your concern."
"Has Dong Lin regained consciousness?"
"When I wake up once, I will probably have another surgery."
"Daqing, if you need anything, just ask..."
Liu Daqing glanced casually. The separate special ward was heavily guarded. Even though it was not an iron wall, no one could come here to make any plans.
"Ji people have their own destiny, Daqing, please relax. I have sent people to contact several brain authorities in this field, and we can arrange expert consultation tomorrow..."
Liu Daqing thanked him and hung up the phone.
Only then did she understand why her son had made the desperate choice to cooperate with Lao Zhang.
When Duan continued to suffer from the chaos, his future life was formidable. His gaze was more accurate than hers.
At this moment, Zhang Xiang came in a hurry with someone.
She raised her head and saw Lin Zhiyun.
Lin Zhiyun bowed slightly: "Madam, it was Miss Yan who asked me to come back..."
Liu Daqing smiled bitterly. Sure enough, he still couldn't hide it from her.
"Ms. Yan said she would take good care of herself and told Madam not to worry. Madam, what can I do?"
It was also the time for Liu Daqing to hire someone, so he was not polite and just ordered: "If Miss Yan asks, don't tell her the real situation."
