Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Ximen Longting let go of her hand arrogantly, Jing Jiaren came back after washing and drying, and set out the breakfast.

It's just an ordinary breakfast, stuffed stuffed bun with soy milk...

Stomach cancer can't eat things that get angry.

"I'll feed you the buns, you haven't washed your hands," Jing Jiaren sat beside him, "Open your mouth."

Ximen Longting didn't cooperate, so he looked away coldly.

She disappeared for so long, and she didn't even give an explanation when she came back. Anyone would be annoyed.

The door opened, and the bodyguard came in with the doctor.

Jing Jiaren pulled Ximen Longting's arm: "The doctor is here, let's talk while eating."

Ximen Longting's eyes were gloomy: "What are you talking about?"

"Your surgery matters."

"Did I agree?"

Jing Jiaren didn't bother to talk to him, and asked the doctor: "I want to arrange surgery for him as soon as possible, the sooner the better, can this afternoon?"

"The patient agrees to the operation?"

"I don't agree." Ximen Longting opened his mouth coldly, and Jing Jiaren stuffed the bun into his mouth.

Ximen Longting had no choice but to take a bite: "Jing Jiaren!"

"Eat the buns... don't disturb my conversation with the doctor."

"..."

This eccentric patient, who has only been angry since he was hospitalized, was actually subdued by this woman.

The doctor looked shocked.

"He will agree, doctor, would you please explain to me what I need to prepare before the operation?"

"I said I disagree, don't you understand?!" Ximen Longting's awkward fire and thunder exploded.

The doctor looked at Ximen Longting and dared not speak.

Jing Jiaren kissed him on the face: "If you agree, I will have a surprise for you later."

"..."

"You will never think of it." She said seductively, "Besides, I will tell you where I have been these few days after you are cured."

"..."

"Doctor, let's talk about ours."

This time, Ximen Longting finally fell silent, sitting on his lap with Jing Jiaren in his arms: "Hey me!"

Jing Jiaren fed him buns, and the doctor explained embarrassingly beside him:

"It starts with antibiotic preparation, and that's two parts."

Ximen Longting took a big bite of the meat bun, some of the soup flowed out, and he licked it lustfully.

The doctor coughed: "1 is intestinal preparation. Oral antibiotics were started in the afternoon of the day before the operation, and it was completed between 1 and 10 in the afternoon. A clean water enema was given at 8 in the evening before the operation. Those with symptoms of obstruction should start three days before the operation. Flush the stomach or esophagus with saline every night."

Jing Jiaren wondered, "With so much preparation before the operation, wouldn't it be three days at the earliest before the operation can be performed?"

"If there are no obstructive symptoms, a day is fine."

Ximen Longting leaned on the sofa and hugged her, staring at her lazily and seductively: "Hungry and thirsty."

"Thirsty?" Jing Jiaren picked up the soy milk and inserted the straw, and looked at the doctor apologetically, "I'm sorry, you continue."

"2 is the whole body preparation, intravenous infusion of antibiotics at 8 o'clock before the operation, repeat again 30-40 minutes before the operation, and use the right to maintain a certain blood concentration."

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There are also preparations for chemotherapy application and nutritional support, which the doctor explained in detail.

"Can I eat before gastric cancer surgery?" Jing Jiaren asked the key point.

"No food for 12 hours before surgery..."

"What about after surgery?"

"I'm about to insert a gastric tube to eat, so I can only eat liquid food." The doctor reminded, "If you want to eat, eat it now."

Ximen Longting immediately frowned and resisted.