Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 410 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [28] The operation was successful and the crisis was resolved
Hoss was silent on the phone for a while.

He said, "Give me two hours."

"it is good."

Mo Qing hung up the phone.

After waiting for about 5 minutes, Song Yiyuan limped and knocked on the door.

Song Yiyuan asked: "They said, are you looking for me?"

"Ah."

"What's the matter?"

After Song Yiyuan walked in, he closed the door smoothly.

His intuition told him that Mo Qing didn't go to see Jiang Ke after waking up, but called himself over, there must be something important to discuss.

"You took the bandage off your hand."

Mo Qing was about to sit up as she spoke, and when she propped her hand on the pillow, she touched the wound, causing her to take a very light breath.

The wound was a bit deep and couldn't be healed immediately, and just after the anesthesia, even she was in pain.

"Don't move around!"

Song Yiyuan was taken aback, and quickly stopped her.

joke!

Mo Qing's injury was not minor, no matter how good his physical fitness was, he couldn't stand it.

"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 comfortably.

In front of Mo Qing, he removed the bandage from his hand.

Surgery for finger nerves is very slow to repair and requires a long period of recuperation, but Song Yiyuan's wound healed very quickly, and he is seven or eight percent better now.

Bandages or no bandages, it doesn't matter.

"I wanted to wait for you to fully heal, but it was too late." Mo Qing said, "I will give you acupuncture now, and you will perform the operation on me in two hours."

"Surgery?" Song Yiyuan was startled after not hearing this word for a long time, "What surgery?"

"Mini bomb in my heart, needs to be taken out."

Song Yiyuan was startled.

He knew that there was a miniature bomb in Mo Qing's body, and he also knew that her miniature bomb could not be removed by ordinary people, unless there was that legendary set of scalpels.

Song Yiyuan asked suspiciously: "The scalpel..."

"I have."

really!

Song Yiyuan heaved a sigh of relief.

But when he thought of surgery, Song Yiyuan was a little nervous: "But I can't exert the greatest effect. And I haven't had surgery for a long time, and my hands may not be steady—"

Mo Qing interrupted him: "Huos said you are a genius."

Song Yiyuan was silent.

Mo Qing said again: "I decided to trust him. Mr. Song——no, Dr. Song, time is tight, and my life is in your hands."

"..."

Song Yiyuan didn't speak for a long time.

His lowered hand slowly clenched into a fist.

Doctor Song.

No one has called him that in a long time.

"Okay, wrap it on me." Song Yiyuan smiled freely, his brows and eyes relaxed.

The success rate of his surgery...

100%.

This time, there will be no exceptions.

*
Two hours later, Song Yiyuan, Jiang Ke, and Mo Qing went through the discharge procedures, and accompanied by Chi Shi, got into a nanny's car.

They went directly to the first research institute under EMO.

At the same time, the First Research Institute held a symposium on "heart surgery", and the experts and professors participating in the symposium received the news temporarily.

at the same time--

Hidden in the underground operating room, Song Yiyuan had already changed into a sterile surgical gown, and started his first operation in four years with a group of elite assistants.

Only succeed, not fail.

When the first cut was made, Song Yiyuan's fingers stiffened slightly.

The oozing blood flowed continuously towards the scalpel in his hand, and the blade flashed fluorescence...

——"No matter how incredible things happen, don't worry about it, just concentrate on your surgery."

Mo Qing's words rang in his ears.

Song Yiyuan adjusted his breathing slowly and began to focus on the following operation.

……

Seminar room, next door.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Jiang Ke watched the situation at the seminar site in real time through video surveillance.

Although they were all called on a short-term basis, as professors of the First Research Institute, they had unique insights as soon as they got the research topic, and the atmosphere on site was ideal.

Jiang Ke just watched, his left ear went in and his right ear went out.

He was worried about Mo Qing's surgery.

The seminar in front of me is just a blindfold.

"How about it, my speed of work, is it okay?" A person came in from outside the door, it was the Thirteenth Lord who owed a little.

Jiang Ke glanced at him, but didn't speak.

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 would be better to be more careful, so he arranged the location at the First Research Institute, they came in openly, and held another seminar——

I specifically asked this group of top scholars for help on how to dismantle the bomb in Mo Qing's body.

On the surface, it is to tell New World that they are aware of the danger and are actively seeking help, so that New World can relax its vigilance.In fact, they have found a breakthrough and are quietly solving troubles.

"can."

In the corner, a cold voice suddenly came to mind.

Thirteenth Master's eyelids twitched and he turned his head to see Chi Shi, who was in a bad mood.

——Why did no one say that "well time" is also there!
——Although he knew that "Jing Shi" had lost his memory, it was hard for him to face this face without psychological pressure.

"...Thank you." Thirteenth Master was honest in an instant, and his arrogance disappeared without a trace.

Chi Shi: "You're welcome."

Thirteenth Master: "..."

"You guys are busy, I think I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Thirteenth Master rubbed the tip of his nose, looking for an excuse to escape.

He disappeared through the door in a blink of an eye.

As if never been here.

Jiang Ke + Chi Shi: "..."

What on earth is he here for?

Looking for presence?
……

Time passed little by little.

The tense atmosphere gradually spread.

Because his nerves were too tense, Jiang Ke almost forgot 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 phone rang.

Jiang Ke immediately went to get his mobile phone, but he didn't take it seriously when the wound was involved.

The call was from Song Yiyuan.

Jiang Ke asked: "How is it?"

Song Yiyuan seemed relieved, and said briskly: "The operation was successful, it was taken out."

(End of this chapter)