Chapter 788 Deterioration
Compared with Chu Jia, who is shown as a good wife and loving mother, Yan Zhen is like a sharp knife. Once Anya, a junior, left, she became more and more queenly, with a fierce and aggressive aura:

"Ling Yuanzhi, when you left and there was no news, it means that you have given up on me and Yanshan.

Now what face do you have to pretend to be Yan Shan's father and decide matters that matter to his life?
Yan Shan would rather not enter your house and not be recognized by you, but also seek Anya as a partner, which shows that he has clearly regarded Anya as his future wife.

In his heart, Anya's status is far more important than yours.It's thanks to you to use your identity to suppress Anya while he is still unconscious, such a despicable and disgusting thing! "

Yan Zhen's sharp words made Ling Dongfang wake up from the trance just now, bowed his head and smiled wryly:

"Yan Zhen, after so many years, you still haven't changed at all, you are still so distinctive..."

Back then, the eldest lady with a bright personality, who dared to love and hate, had attracted the attention of many opposite sexes, but after entering the marriage, this personality has become a thorn in the married life...

Time has passed, Ling Dongfang still can't help feeling a little bit embarrassed when he thinks about it now: "You are so...too flamboyant. After a long time, you won't be liked by others."

"Ling Yuanzhi, do you think women revolve around men and live for men?

Forget it, you've always been stubborn, I didn't expect to meet you this trip, so I don't need to talk to you about this. "

Yan Zhen glanced at Chu Jia sympathetically, then turned to look at Zhao Bin and Zhang Hang, "Professors, is there a template for the letter of consent and letter of commitment? Or should I just write it down?"

Seeing Yan Zhen talking to the two professors and refusing to pay any attention to him, Ling Dongfang suddenly felt a kind of neglected anger. He turned to Mei Wenzhao's contemptuous sneer, and couldn't hold back his sarcasm:
"Mei Wenzhao, congratulations, you have been celibate for so many years, and you have finally become a man! But it's a pity, now that you are old, it is not easy to want a descendant."

Mei Wenzhao snorted nonchalantly: "In this world, if a person lives or dies, what does it matter if he has offspring?
What's more, Yan Shan and Anya are my nephews and nephews, and when I get there, they will naturally help me with my affairs. "

Ling Dongfang was pushed back by a hard nail from the other party, and his chest hurt from being choked. He wanted to say a few more words, but Yan Zhen happened to talk about him with Zhao Bin and Zhang Hang:

"...I am Ling Yanshan's mother, and I have the right to make such a decision. As for Yanshan's father—

You have also seen the two professors, he has reorganized his family, and he has another son.

If there is any dispute, it will be a lawsuit between me and him, and it will not involve the hospital and doctors. "

This is true, whether it is a letter of consent or a letter of commitment, only one family member of the patient needs to sign it, and it has never been said that all family members of the patient should sign.

Zhao Bin and Zhang Hang quickly agreed: "Okay, let's do what Ms. Yan said..."

Yan Zhen is completely ignoring him now!Ling Dongfang blushed with anger, turned around and walked away, Chu Jia hurriedly followed.

Just a few steps out of the door, a nurse rushed into the office:

"Professor Zhang, Professor Zhao, the newly transferred Comrade Ling started to have a fever, and the temperature rose a little fast!"

"Oops, this is starting to get worse!" Zhao Bin let out a low cry, and Zhang Hang hurried to the intensive care unit; Yan Zhen and Mei Wenzhao also followed closely.

Ling Dongfang followed subconsciously for two steps and then stopped, turned his head to look at his wife who was standing there, gritted his teeth and walked back:

"Let's go, anyway, I don't want to interfere here, let's go home!"

Chu Jia nodded gently, and walked out holding Ling Dongfang's arm, feeling a little relieved:

Although it failed to prevent Anya from taking the medicine, she still had to prepare the medicine in the laboratory, and now Ling Yanshan had already started to have a fever.

Sudden fever at this time is not a good sign. It is very likely that inflammation caused viral sepsis.

The medicine and the virus in Ling Yanshan's body are like a tug-of-war. Once the balance in the middle is broken, maybe his second organ will also fail...

The defeat is like a mountain falling!

Outside the intensive care unit, Mei Wenzhao helped Yan Zhen, who had just come out of the ICU with wet tears, sit down on a chair in the corridor:
"Xiaozhen, don't worry, I will call Anya right now and urge her to make the medicine quickly!"

Yan Zhen pressed his hand and shook his head: "Wen Zhao, don't rush. Miss Xiao An won't waste time.

It takes time to make medicine, I know she must be very anxious, let's not put pressure on her, she will be very fast, she will have time..."

Downstairs in the laboratory of Peking University School of Pharmacy, Chen Junjie slammed on the brakes and stopped the car.

Anya opened the seat belt, continued to hold the big brother who was already hot from continuous calls in one hand, jumped out of the car and ran up the laboratory building:
"...Yes, brother, you've done a good job. Wait a minute at this point. I'm already downstairs, so I'll come up right away!"

When she was still in the car, she had already called Zeng Shicheng and asked him to immediately start the basic steps of pharmacy according to his instructions, which would save all the time that could be saved.

Song Qiumei didn't rush to follow this time, but took a deep breath before getting out of the car with a pale face:

"Xiao Chen, you ran a red light all the way... My legs are still weak..."

Chen Junjie didn't feel scared until this time, and wiped the cold sweat clenched in his palm on his trouser legs:

"Just now Xiaoan asked me to drive as fast as I wanted, I didn't think too much..."

Before he finished speaking, a communicator on the car rang, and Chen Junjie quickly connected: "Report—"

"Chen Junjie, where are you now?" Han Zhenchuan's voice came from the communicator.

Chen Junjie instinctively raised his chest: "Report to the leader, I just sent Comrade Anya downstairs to her laboratory."

"Where's Anya?"

"She's gone to the lab."

There was a silence from the opposite side, and Han Zhenchuan's voice resounded after a few minutes:
"I just received the news from the Army Headquarters that Ling Yanshan started to have a fever, and the situation is getting worse..."

Chen Junjie was stunned for a moment, and was a little dazed for a while: "Leader, should I... go up and tell Comrade Anya the news?"

The noise of the communicator did not cover Han Zhenchuan's painful sigh: "For the time being, let's not talk, don't let her be distracted.

Maybe...after she makes the medicine, there will still be time..."

Now that Ling Yanshan's injury has started to worsen, will there be time for Anya Pharmaceutical to come out?
(End of this chapter)

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