Shang Lingxiao coughed twice again, looking very weak.
"Azhi, no matter what you say, I saw it with my own eyes. We are brothers, and I know you care about face and don't want to admit it. It doesn't matter. As long as my father can be rescued well, it is better than anything else. Everything else is nothing.
"
His face also looked very bad, with a faint greenish tint under his eye sockets.
He just looked at Bo Xingzhi listlessly, as if he was some kind of aggrieved and pitiful victim.
Bo Xingzhi was so disturbed by his appearance that he wanted to slap him several times.
But he endured it.
This Shang Lingxiao is very good at disguise and has great acting skills. I can't fall into his trap.
Going the way of green tea leaves green tea with nowhere to go.
"Brother, you are right. Since you are not in good health, you should go back and rest. I have everything here. After all, I have r-negative blood. I wonder what blood type brother has? Is this the same?" Bo Xingzhi curled his lips.
, a hint of sarcastic smile appeared on the corners of his lips.
Shang Lingxiao nodded, "We are indeed brothers. We both happened to inherit this blood type. What a coincidence."
Bo Xingzhi frowned slightly, his handsome face full of concern, no longer the sarcastic remarks he had made towards Shang Lingxiao before.
"Brother stayed on guard all night last night. If you don't want to go back, I can ask Cheng Ye to open a suite for you in a nearby hotel. You can go and have a good rest. You can also come to the hospital at any time."
Who doesn't know how to play the role of a good brother?
Bo Xingzhi endured the nausea in his heart and said words that made him feel sick to his stomach.
"Yes, Master Bo really cares about Master Shang!"
"It's really gratifying to see the two brothers getting along so well!"
"Yes, yes! The president in the ICU will probably be happy if he finds out."
The group of crazy wallflowers around started talking in low voices again, as if this was the only way to avoid offending both sides and to please both sides.
At this moment, Ruan Su walked to the door of the ICU with several medical staff.
From a distance, one could see Bo Xingzhi's tall figure and Shang Lingxiao's haggard figure, and Shang Lingxiao's coughing could not be heard.
Ruan Su frowned slightly and walked over, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Do you have a cold?"
"I may have caught a cold last night." Shang Lingxiao saw Ruan Su wearing a white coat and couldn't help but his throat felt itchy, and he coughed a few more times.
"If you have a cold, you can't have a blood transfusion." Ruan Su said, grabbing his wrist and starting to feel his pulse.
Shang Lingxiao was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Ruan Su to help him see a doctor so unexpectedly.
Then he felt lucky again, fortunately he was really sick.
Sure enough, Ruan Su let go of his wrist after a few minutes, "Sure enough, it's just a cold. Just take some cold medicine. You don't have to worry."
After Ruan Su confirmed his condition, Shang Lingxiao's character of a sickly and filial son became more solid.
"Be prepared to perform an operation on the president later. Husband, I can't do blood transfusions anymore, so be ready at any time. Don't go too far." Ruan Su glanced at Bo Xingzhi and said softly.
The sound of "husband" was so crisp that Bo Xingzhi felt itchy in his heart.
She rarely called him that in front of others, but the sudden call made him feel comfortable.
It doesn’t matter whether the president is disgusting or not, or whether he is dead or not.
I just hope Xiao Su can call him two more times.
Soon, the nurses sent the president directly from the ICU to the operating room.
At this time, other doctors in the hospital were also paying attention to the situation in the operating room.
"I heard that Ruan Suzhen underwent the president's surgery."
"I'm really speechless. This woman loves to show off, as if the hospital can't survive without her." Jing Baizhi curled her lips with a look of disdain.
A female doctor whispered, "I heard that the doctors recommended her to undergo this operation."
Jing Baizhi glanced at the female doctor and said with a hint of displeasure in her voice, "Really? Then she doesn't have to answer the call! I think she did it on purpose just to show off."
"But, it's possible." The female doctor didn't dare to argue with her and immediately stopped talking. "I'm going to do a ward round."
After she left, Jing Baizhi yawned lazily, "Why don't we also go to the door of the operating room and take a look?"
Maybe you can even read a joke or something.
After all...for such a high-profile matter as performing surgery on the president, there will definitely be some media reporters and the like.
"Yes, yes, we should cheer Dr. Ruan on during her surgery!"
"Doctor Jing is right, let's go."
So Jing Baizhi led a few doctor flatterers directly to the door of the operating room.
Ruan Su was making preparations for the operation. As soon as she changed into surgical clothes, she heard a nurse blocking her at the door, "I'm sorry, Dr. Jing, this operating room will be used by Dr. Ruan later. You can't go in now."
"I'm also a doctor in the hospital." Jing Baizhi frowned and looked at the nurse unhappily, "Besides, the president is my uncle. I usually go in and out of the presidential palace. Why can't I go in and see him?"
The little nurse said to her depressedly, "There are rules in the hospital. Doctor Jing, please don't embarrass me."
"Okay. I just want to be concerned about the president's situation." Jing Baizhi did not continue to make trouble.
"Mr. President is in a coma right now, and he won't even know if you go in." The nurse muttered in a low voice and locked the door of the operating room with a bang.
This Jing Baizhi is really ridiculous! There are regulations in the hospital, but she still wants to come in and dictate?
Ruan Su didn't pay attention to Jing Baizhi's messy operations.
Her heart is focused on the surgery.
Diseases of middle-aged and elderly people are generally chronic, and most of them are syndromes that do not occur easily.
She saw with her own eyes an old man in his sixties who suffered an epileptic seizure not long after having a craniotomy.
Therefore, the president is also very likely to cause epilepsy.
There may also be other symptoms, which is why so many doctors are reluctant to perform surgery on him. The complications are too scary.
Outside the operating room, many staff members, as well as some bodyguards and media personnel had gathered around.
Media reporters carried long guns and short cannons one by one and aimed at the operating room to make real-time reports.
"It is reported that our Mr. President is performing resuscitation in the operating room. The doctor performing the surgery is his daughter-in-law Ruan Su, whom he has always disliked." While reporting, the reporter turned back and asked Bo Xingzhi next to him, "Bo Shao, you don't want me to tell you this."
Will you be angry?"
Bo Xingzhi glanced at him lightly and said, "What you said is true. He does not like my wife."
"That's good." After the reporter finished speaking, he shamelessly wanted to interview Bo Xingzhi, "Can I ask you a few questions?"
"No." Bo Xingzhi refused directly and coldly.
The reporter smiled sarcastically without saying anything more, and walked up to Shang Lingxiao, "Young Master Shang, can I interview you? I hope you can cooperate with me, okay?"
The attitude is very humble.
I also worked hard to get first-hand news.
Shang Lingxiao looked at him gently and coughed again, "Okay. What do you want to ask?"
The reporter quickly asked questions, throwing out questions like a barrage of questions. "Oh, that's it. How is the president's condition now? Is there a high chance of recovery after the operation? Did Dr. Ruan arrange the operation for him by the hospital or did she volunteer?
?”
He asked several questions in succession, showing a fear that Shang Lingxiao would not cooperate.
Shang Lingxiao coughed twice, and then answered with a very weak face, "I don't know what the chances of my father's recovery are, because I'm not a doctor. You can ask Dr. Ruan this question and let her answer it.
You guys, as for the chief surgeon being Ruan Su, well... it should have been arranged by the hospital."
"Mr. Shang, are you sick? We are doing a live broadcast. Do you have anything to say to the fans in the live broadcast room? Why is the president sick this time? It just... the illness was quite sudden."
Shang Lingxiao glanced hesitantly at Bo Xingzhi, who was standing aside and looked cold and ruthless, "Actually, I know there are some rumors that Ah Zhi made my father angry. They were just an ordinary quarrel between father and son, and his upper and lower teeth were still wet.
It’s a collision, let alone a father and son. Just like most people get angry and quarrel with their father at home. I hope everyone will stop spreading those rumors.”
Bo Xingzhi: "?"
Who spread the rumors? You are the one who spreads the rumors here, right?
No one paid attention to why the president was sick, right?
Because it is a live broadcast, there are many online fans in this live broadcast room.
After they heard what Shang Lingxiao said, the live broadcast room exploded.
"I wiped it? Is it Bo Shaoqi?"
"The president is so angry? So the daughter-in-law comes to clean up the mess?"
"I don't think so...what Mr. Shang said may not be true."
"If it's not true, Master Bo is right there! Why doesn't he refute it?"
Thanks to Lingxiao's blessing, #博行志使 President angry to the hospital# became a hot search topic.
Bo Xingzhi stared at the hot search news pushed in real time on his mobile phone. His face darkened, and he walked to the reporter and said to the camera, "I'm sorry, let me say a few words. Thank you, brother, for clarifying the rumors for me. My father's body was not originally
Very good, this illness was just an accident. Don’t believe or spread rumors. Everything depends on the official diagnosis and operation results released by the hospital. Thank you."
How ridiculous!
Do you think that by having some green tea in front of the camera, you won’t be able to fight back?
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shang Lingxiao.
Shang Lingxiao was sitting there in thin clothes, his face looked very ugly, and he didn't know whether it was because of illness or anger.
Anyway, after Bo Xingzhi finished speaking, he sat directly on the bench opposite and ignored Shang Lingxiao.
The reporter also felt embarrassed for a moment. He glanced at Shang Lingxiao awkwardly and continued the interview stiffly, "Young Master Shang, you seem to be very ill. Why don't you go back and rest?"
"Mrs. Bo was stripped of her waistcoat again today"
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.
