Fortunately, the operation went very smoothly and took less than four hours to complete.
When Jiang Rongjing was pushed out of the operating room, Ma Dengfeng took off his hat and mask, with a relaxed smile on his face.
He took the initiative to extend his hand to Jiang Zhihao, who was waiting outside, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, my father's surgery was very successful. We only need to observe it for a period of time, and there will be no serious rejection."
"Dean Ma, thank you very much for your hard work." Jiang Zhihao responded politely.
They chatted harmoniously with each other for a few words, but Ma Wanqi was very uncomfortable listening to it from behind. She didn't even dare to take off her mask and hat easily for fear of being recognized by Jiang Zhihao.
However, it doesn't make any sense if she doesn't want to. What matters is whether Ma Dengfeng wants to or not.
Now that he knew that his niece had this relationship with Jiang Zhihao, Ma Dengfeng would not let it go. He directly pulled Ma Wanqi from behind and said with a smile: "I only heard Qi Qi say during the operation that he and Mr. Jiang were high school classmates? What a coincidence.
, no wonder some people say that we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away..."
"Uncle!" Ma Wanqi shouted with a red face.
Ma Dengfeng paused and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, that's the wrong word. Anyway, it's all fate. When we have time later, let's sit down and have a meal together to deepen our relationship."
Ma Dengfeng's words may not mean anything else, but Ma Wanqi's heart beat wildly when he heard it.
To deepen feelings? What feelings?
The mask covered most of her face, so it was not easy to see her blush, but even the tips of her ears were red, which was difficult to hide.
Jiang Zhihao smiled lightly and said: "There is no problem with eating. Dean Ma personally performed the surgery on my father, so I should treat you to a banquet."
"Then I'll be disrespectful." Ma Dengfeng laughed a few times and said to Ma Wanqi: "Qiqi, I'll leave the matter of Mr. Jiang's father to you. If you have nothing to do, go and inspect. If you have any questions, come directly.
Find me."
Ma Wanqi opened his mouth, but could not say any words of rejection.
She had no reason to refuse. She was a doctor, and you had to take charge of whichever ward the director assigned you to take charge of.
Furthermore, Jiang Zhihao is your high school classmate, so there is nothing wrong with you taking more care of his father.
Taking a step back, Jiang Zhihao is not as miserable as he imagined. If that's the case, why should he refuse?
There was no reason to refuse, either emotionally or rationally, in public or private matters, so Ma Wanqi could only acquiesce in this matter.
Later, Ma Dengfeng left early on the pretext of going to a post-operative analysis meeting, and asked Ma Wanqi to accompany Jiang Zhihao back to the ward.
On the way back, the first half seemed a little awkward. Jiang Zhihao didn't want to talk, and Ma Wanqi didn't know what to say.
After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you before..."
"It doesn't matter. There's no misunderstanding. It's just human nature." Jiang Zhihao said calmly.
Ma Wanqi didn't quite understand what he meant by human nature, so he said, "Have you eaten? Otherwise, I'll treat you to dinner as an apology."