Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

surprise?

More or less frightened!

Mrs. Bai shook her head and refused: "No, I don't have time, I have to take care of my wife..."

"Then you just want to go back on your word?"

Wen Lao pointed at An Yan: "First you asked her to pretend to be sick and ruin my reputation. I didn't care about you and came to save your wife. What's the result? You didn't agree to even a small request. This is how you repay me. Yes? You are indeed a family. You are always going back on your word and have the same moral defects!"

"I……"

Mrs. Bai remembered what happened before and was immediately speechless.

Zhan Mochen and An Yan didn't dare to speak anymore. If they continued to speak, they would all turn into cunning and ungrateful villains.

Seeing that they all lowered their heads and said nothing, Wen Lao finally felt a little better.

It seems that this family still wants to have face, so if you want face, it’s easy to deal with it.

Mr. Wen directly asked them for the result: "Tell me, do you agree or not? If you don't agree, I will publish this matter in the newspaper tomorrow and let everyone comment and see who is wrong!"

Mrs. Bai has never been so angry in her entire life.

But when she met Wen Lao, she had nothing to say.

Who made me agree to him before, and he really saved Jintai's life?

Mrs. Bai sighed helplessly and could only compromise.

"Doctor Wen has a really bad temper, and I didn't say I wouldn't agree... Anyway, I will accompany you around Haicheng, and all your expenses this month will be charged to my account, which can be regarded as a little bit of our kindness. "

After hearing what she said, Mr. Wen smiled proudly and was satisfied.

He smiled and nodded: "That's pretty much it. I guess you have some conscience!"

Mrs. Bai couldn't say anything else, so she thought about it and discussed it with Mr. Wen.

"It's hard for you to have such a long operation today. I'll arrange a hotel for you first. You have a good rest. We can go out for fun tomorrow. Do you think that's okay?"

"I have no objection." Wen Lao followed the good advice.

After more than 5 hours of surgery, he was indeed very tired.

But thinking about the real purpose of Mrs. Bai's words, he felt a little unhappy for no reason.

He glanced at Mrs. Bai, half comforting and half sarcastic: "Are you worried about your old man and don't want to leave him for a while? You also underestimate me, Wen Shimin. I said the operation was successful, and he Nothing will happen again."

"Well, I know, thank you."

Mrs. Bai didn't refute, she just responded with a few words and asked someone to take Wen Lao to rest.

"Arrange the best hotel, preferably close to the hospital..."

Wen Lao listened coldly to her instructions to others, and interrupted somewhat unhappily: "If you are really so worried, you might as well go along and make arrangements. It's okay if you don't go out with me today, but at least you should treat me to dinner, right? "

"I..." Mrs. Bai wanted to say something, but she thought about it and stopped.

She finally saw that the old man was deliberately looking for trouble.

Forget it, anyway, Jintai had just finished the operation and was sent back to the ICU, which required an extremely strict sterile environment. Her family members couldn't get in now, so she had to go get the old man settled first, otherwise she didn't know how many things would happen in the future.

After making up her mind, Mrs. Bai turned around and told Zhan Mochen: "I'll go have a meal with Mr. Wen. You can send Xiaoyan back to rest first. Remember to call me when the doctor says you can visit in the ICU."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to accompany you." Zhan Mochen also saw that Mrs. Bai wanted to appease Mr. Haowen as soon as possible, so she had no objection.

He asked Zeng's mother and several bodyguards to accompany Mrs. Bai and Mr. Wen to leave together, and then took An Yan back to the VIP ward of the obstetrics department.

An Yan didn't say anything along the way. It wasn't until she entered the bedroom door that she discussed with Zhan Mochen in a low voice: "Husband, do you think Mr. Wen looks weird this time?"

"It's really weird."

Zhan Mochen thought about his previous dealings with Mr. Wen at Wen's Villa and made an evaluation: "He talks and acts like an old fox, and..."

Zhan Mochen hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was his imagination: "I think he seems to have some plans for grandma, and he is trying every possible means to make her follow him."

"Really? Isn't this impossible?" An Yan originally thought that Mr. Wen was much more cheerful and talkative than the last time they met, but she didn't expect so much.

When Zhan Mochen said this, she laughed a little.

"You must be overly concerned. Mr. Wen probably just resents me for pretending to be sick and defrauding him before, and just wants to torment us more. He used to sneer at love and love. Besides, he is already at this age. You shouldn’t have any bad thoughts about grandma.”

"Well, you are right."

Before, Mr. Wen really couldn't stand the deep love between their husband and wife. He always said that love was meaningless.

It seemed that he thought too much.

However, thinking of the days of life and death together at Wen's Villa, Zhan Mochen felt infinite pity for An Yan in his heart.

"I'm sorry, wife, I've wronged you during this time."

Zhan Mochen hugged An Yan tightly, all the anxiety and guilt reached its peak at this moment.

An Yan smiled and shook her head: "Don't live like this. Everything is to save grandpa's life, and I am willing to do so. Now that grandpa is saved, we can live a stable life in the future."

"Ah."

Zhan Mochen didn't say anything more, but secretly swore in his heart that he would never let the little woman suffer such injustice again in his lifetime.

……

The next day, the director of the First Hospital reported good news to Zhan Mochen early in the morning.

"Mr. Zhan's condition is very good. After consultation, it is determined that he can be transferred to the general intensive care unit at noon today."

"So soon?" Zhan Mochen originally thought that Mr. Zhan would stay in the ICU for several days.

The director of the First Hospital nodded sharply: "Yes, it's that fast."

"A miracle doctor is indeed a miracle doctor. Mr. Wen's surgical techniques and suturing techniques are far more advanced than the technology we currently have. The probability of postoperative infection is very small. This time, I can observe the operation with Mr. Wen in person. The development of our hospital has been very helpful. I want to hold a special research meeting and use the old man’s operation as a classic case for all doctors to observe and learn..."

The director of the First Hospital excitedly told Zhan Mochen about many grand plans in the medical profession. Zhan Mochen nodded and gave his approval: "Your idea is very good, let's do it."

Haicheng First Hospital is originally the property of Zhanyi Group. It would be a good thing if the medical skills can be improved to a higher level, which will not only benefit the people but also improve the level of the hospital.

Thinking about it this way, Zhan Mochen felt that the requests made by Mr. Wen were nothing.

While he signed for Mr. Zhan to be transferred to the general ward, he also asked someone to send Mr. Wen a card.

"Tell him this is extra payment and let him do whatever he wants."

"Yes." His subordinates quickly obeyed.

More than an hour later, Mr. Zhan finally ended his torment in the ICU and was transferred to the VIP ward with general monitoring. (End of chapter)