Chapter 410 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [28] The operation is successful and the crisis is resolved
Hoss was silent on the phone for a long time.
He said: "Give me two hours."
"good."
Mo Qing hung up the phone.
After waiting for about five minutes, Song Yiyuan limped and knocked on the door.
Song Yiyuan asked: "They said, are you looking for me?"
"Um."
"What's the matter?"
After Song Yiyuan walked in, he closed the door smoothly.
His intuition told him that Mo Qing did not go to see Jiang Ke after waking up, but instead called him over. He definitely had something important to discuss.
"Take off the bandage on your hand."
As Mo Qing spoke, she was about to sit up. When she put her hand on the pillow, it touched the wound, causing her to gasp slightly in pain.
The wound was a bit deep and could not be healed immediately, and the anesthesia had just passed, even she was in pain.
"Don't move blindly!"
Song Yiyuan was startled and quickly stopped her.
joke!
Mo Qing's injury was not a minor injury. No matter how good his physical condition was, he couldn't withstand the abuse.
"It's not a big problem." Mo Qing said and sat up.
Song Yiyuan quickly adjusted the hospital bed and raised the head of the bed so that Mo Qing could sit reclining comfortably.
He took off the bandage on his hand in front of Mo Qing.
Finger nerve surgery is very slow to repair and requires a long period of recuperation, but Song Yiyuan's wound healed very quickly and is now seven to eight points better.
It doesn't matter if you wear a bandage or not.
"I originally wanted to wait for you to heal completely, but it was too late." Mo Qing said, "I will give you acupuncture now, and you will perform surgery on me in two hours."
"Surgery?" Song Yiyuan was shocked as he hadn't heard this word for a long time, "What kind of surgery?"
"The mini bomb in my heart needs to be taken out."
Song Yiyuan was startled.
He knew that there was a micro bomb in Mo Qing's body, and he also knew that her micro bomb could not be removed by ordinary people unless he had the legendary scalpel.
Song Yiyuan asked suspiciously: "That scalpel..."
"I have."
really!
Song Yiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he thought about the operation, Song Yiyuan became a little nervous: "But I can't exert the maximum effect. And I haven't had an operation for a long time, so my hands are not necessarily stable -"
Mo Qing interrupted him: "Hoss said you are a genius."
Song Yiyuan was silent.
Mo Qing added: "I decided to believe him. Teacher Song - no, Doctor Song, time is tight, so my life is in your hands."
"..."
Song Yiyuan didn't speak for a long time.
His dropped hand slowly clenched into a fist.
Dr. Song.
No one has called him that for a long time.
"Okay, cover it for me." Song Yiyuan smiled freely and relaxed.
The success rate of his surgery...
One hundred percent.
This time, there will be no exceptions.
*
Two hours later, Song Yiyuan, Jiang Ke and Mo Qing went through the discharge procedures and got into a nanny car accompanied by Chi Shi.
They went directly to the first research institute under EMO.
At the same time, the First Research Institute held a seminar on "cardiac surgery", and the experts and professors participating in the seminar all received the news temporarily.
At the same time——
Hidden in the underground operating room, Song Yiyuan has changed into sterile surgical clothes and started his first operation in four years with a group of elite assistants...
Only success is allowed, no failure is allowed.
When the first slash was made, Song Yiyuan's fingers were slightly stiff.
The oozing blood continuously flows towards the scalpel in his hand, and the blade flashes fluorescence...
——"No matter how incredible something happens, don't worry about it and concentrate on your surgery."
Mo Qing's words rang in his ears.
Song Yiyuan slowly adjusted his breathing and began to focus on the following surgery.
…
Seminar room, next door.
Jiang Ke was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the seminar site in real time through surveillance.
Although they were all called in on short notice, as professors from the first research institute, they had unique insights as soon as they got the research topic, and the on-site atmosphere was ideal.
Jiang Ke just watched, going in with one ear and out with the other.
He was worried about Mo Qing's surgery.
The seminar in front of me is nothing more than a cover-up.
"How about it? I can do things at a fast pace, right?" A person came in outside the door, it was the Thirteenth Master who was a little indebted.
Jiang Ke glanced at him and said nothing.
In Mo Qing's plan, he just asked Master Thirteen to arrange the operating room.
However, Jiang Ke felt that since he wanted to hide it, it was better to be more careful, so he arranged the location at the First Research Institute, and they came in openly and held another seminar——
I specifically asked these top scholars for help on how to defuse the bomb inside Mo Qing.
On the surface, they are telling New World that they are aware of the danger and are actively asking for help, so that New World can relax its vigilance. In fact, they have found a breakthrough and are quietly solving the problem.
"Can."
In the corner, I suddenly remembered a cold voice.
Thirteenth Master's eyelids twitched, and when he turned his head and saw Chi Shi, his whole body felt bad.
——Why didn’t anyone say that “Itoki” was here too!
——Although he knew that "Jingshi" had lost his memory, it was hard for him not to feel psychological pressure when facing this face.
"...Thank you." Thirteenth Master immediately became honest and his arrogance disappeared without a trace.
Chi Shi: "You're welcome."
Thirteenth Master: "..."
"You guys are busy, I have something to think about and I'm going to leave first." Thirteenth Master touched the tip of his nose and found an excuse to escape.
He disappeared through the door in an instant.
It's like it has never been here.
Jiang Ke + Chi Shi: "..."
What on earth is he here for?
Looking for a sense of presence?
…
Time passed little by little.
The tense atmosphere is gradually spreading.
Because his nerves were so tight, Jiang Ke almost forgot about the pain in his body. He stared at the screen without blinking, but nothing came into his eyes, as if everything was cut off.
finally--
The cell phone rang.
Jiang Ke immediately went to get his cell phone, which involved his wound, but he didn't take it seriously.
The call was from Song Yiyuan.
Jiang Ke asked: "How is it?"
Song Yiyuan seemed to be relieved and said in a brisk tone: "The operation was successful and it was taken out."
