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Chapter 642

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Five o 'clock in the morning.

Qi Yuquan opened his eyes and took a deep breath. He was in so much pain that he grimaced.

"Damn it." Qi Yuquan had not scolded anyone for three or four years. Especially after his seventieth birthday, he listened to the Fengshui Master's advice. He did not fight, argue, or get angry. He tried to live to eighty-eight …

The problem was that it was too painful, and it was even more uncomfortable in the ICU.

"Young Peng." Qi Yuquan's lips trembled.

"Dad." Qi Liangpeng came in from the small living room outside.

The ward in Yun Hua Hospital's VIP patient building was considered comfortable. There was a big bed inside, and the living room was not small. It was originally made to look like a living room with a sofa, a coffee table, and a television cabinet.

Qi Liangpeng set up a camp bed outside and slept in the living room.

"Young Peng," Qi Yuquan called out again.

"Dad, I'm here." Qi Liangpeng leaned against the bed and answered. He pressed the call button and asked his cousin next to him to call a doctor.

"It hurts. It's so f * cking painful. " Qi Yuquan had suffered a lot in his early years, but now, he had not suffered for a long time. He was in so much pain that he wanted to cry.

"The doctor will be here soon. You'll be fine after he gives you an injection of painkillers." Qi Liangpeng wanted to cry too. His father was such a strong person. When he fell from the third floor of his villa, he did not go to the doctor. He ate mutton every day until the bruises on his body were red, but he did not cry out in pain …

Qi Yuquan hummed and said, "I won't go to the ICU anymore."

Qi Liangpeng immediately agreed. "I'm cured. I won't go."

Qi Yuquan shook his head and said vaguely, "I won't be resuscitated anymore."

Qi Liangpeng kind of understood what his father meant. He wanted to say that if he had to go to the ICU again, he would rather not be resuscitated.

However, Qi Liangpeng did not want to think about it or agree to it.

Qi Yuquan did not have the strength to persist, so he fell asleep again.

The doctor quickly rushed in from outside, gave him a rough look, and prescribed some painkillers before leaving.

In the afternoon, Qi Yuquan woke up and felt much better. His family did not dare to neglect him, so they quickly invited Xu Wen over.

Based on how busy doctors were, it was very rare for Xu Wen to go to Yun Hua Hospital and stay there for two or three days. However, as a doctor who grew up in a wealthy family, Xu Wen believed that sincerity could move mountains. If the learner wasn't willing to invest even a little bit of time, how could the learner be willing to spend a large amount of time to teach you?

Because of this, Xu Wen stayed in Yun Hua Hospital's emergency room for a few days. Even if he did not have the chance to practice, he was as happy as a 179.5-pound child.

Of course, it was Xu Wen's job to treat Qi Yuquan. Since Qi Liangpeng invited him, Xu Wen did not reject him. When he arrived at the ward, he took a look at Qi Yuquan's scans and examination reports. He looked much more detailed than the doctors in Yun Hua Hospital.

"There's no problem. When Doctor Ling came over to take a look, didn't he say that the patient is recovering very well? Now that preventive chemotherapy has been done, there shouldn't be any major problems. When the patient's body is a little healthier, he can be discharged. " Xu Wen could not be bothered to think of new content. He practically retranslated Ling Ran's words, and he was basically translating Ling Ran's words in Chinese.

However, the Qi family listened very attentively.

Xu Wen said a few more words before he changed the topic and said, "It's fortunate that you went to Doctor Ling for the surgery this time. No one else can perform this surgery."

Qi Liangpeng smiled and nodded. He said, "The doctor from Eastern Science Hospital said the same thing. I heard that Doctor Ling is very good at hepatectomy."

Xu Wen chuckled and said, "It's Meng Shan from Eastern Science Hospital who specializes in sports medicine, right? He probably didn't expect that Doctor Ling is so good at hepatectomy …"

Qi Liangpeng had been a mine owner for many years, and a red light instantly lit up in his heart. He showed an honest miner's smile on his face. "You've made me confused. How good is Doctor Ling when it comes to hepatectomy?"

Xu Wen was not a talkative person, but for the sake of becoming Ling Ran's disciple, Xu Wen still used the words he had prepared beforehand to say, "Your father's physical condition is very bad. If it's a normal hepatectomy, your father will definitely die. If you give me the same patient, I definitely won't accept him. "

The more Xu Wen spoke, the brighter his eyes became. He said, "Doctor Ling specially developed a new surgical method for your father's illness. If nothing goes wrong, Mister Qi will live for a few more years."

Qi Yuquan, who was lying on the hospital bed, listened to their conversation and slowly smiled. "Seventy-three, eighty-four."

According to the old people, if one did not die at seventy-three years old, he could live until eighty-four years old.

Qi Liangpeng, however, heard more from Xu Wen's words.

He looked at the relatives beside him and slowly said, "So, shouldn't Eastern Science Hospital introduce us to Yun Hua Hospital for surgery?"

"It's a lucky hit."

"You mean …"

Xu Wen hummed in acknowledgment.

If Qi Liangpeng still did not understand, he would have been buried by the miners.

Qi Yuquan, who was lying on the hospital bed, also understood this time. He breathed heavily, but he did not say anything.

There was an indescribable silence in the ward.

The Qi family communicated with each other with their eyes, just like they did in the mining area.

After waiting for a while, Xu Wen said, "I'm going to invite Doctor Ling to Beijing to perform surgery on other patients. It's what we call freelance surgery."

Qi Liangpeng nodded and said, "No problem. You can invite him to stay in Gushing Spring Guesthouse."

"That's great." Xu Wen pursed his lips and smiled. That was what he meant.

The Gushing Spring Guesthouse in Beijing was specially used by the Qi family to entertain their friends. It was not open to the public, but its location and service were quite good. It had individuality that was not available in hotels. Xu Wen felt that it was very suitable for Ling Ran, and it was easy to leave a deep impression on him.

Xu Wen needed Ling Ran to leave a deep impression on him, whether it was Beijing University Sixth Hospital or Beijing.

"Let the patient rest. I'll go back first." Xu Wen achieved his goal, and he did not stay for a moment longer.

Xu Wen went downstairs and went straight to the emergency room. He wanted to look for Ling Ran again and arrange for a freelance surgery.

There were no longer any doctors from other hospitals staying downstairs. Xu Wen sneered and thought, 'With your patience, you still want to learn top-notch skills?'

"Where's Doctor Ling?" Xu Wen asked the nurse beside him politely.

"Treatment room," the nurse said.

"Thank you very much." Xu Wen walked slowly into the treatment room.

Just as he entered the room, Xu Wen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The room was filled with young men in black shirts, black trousers, and black leather shoes.

When they heard the sound, everyone turned to look at Xu Wen. Their gazes were so sharp that it seemed like they were going to pierce his skin.

In the middle of the room, Ling Ran was holding the arm of a young man in a black shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes.

Ling Ran only raised his head to look at Xu Wen. He held the patient's thumb and thenar eminence with one hand, and the index, middle, and ring fingers of the young man in black's injured arm with the other hand. Then, he slowly pulled …

Most of the time, manual reduction was used to treat Colles' fracture. In other words, the doctor would use his hand to restore the fractured part of the patient's body to a normal position. It looked inexplicably good, and it was similar to the posture of a orthopedic surgeon.

However, surgeons would give anesthetics.

The young man in black was still energetic, and he sized up Xu Wen.

Xu Wen lowered his head guiltily and did not look at him. A surgeon's hand was very important. Even if he won a fight, he would still cry to death.

When the young man in black saw that Xu Wen lowered his head, he felt very bored. He then turned to look at Ling Ran's operation, grinned, and said, "Doctor Ling, if you're free, you can come to our place. It's quite interesting …"

"Oh," Ling Ran replied.

"No!" Xu Wen used all his courage. "Doctor Ling, you can't. It's not suitable for you to get involved in this kind of thing."

The young man in black looked at Xu Wen strangely. "Why can't Doctor Ling watch a stage play?"

"Stage … What stage play? How did you get injured? "Xu Wen asked multiple questions in one breath.

The young man in black frowned and answered, "I slipped when I was doing the action."

"Undeserved disaster."

"The stage is too slippery."

"When I go back this time, I really have to ask for the practice venue to be improved."

The young men in black flashed bright smiles. It was the happy smile of successfully skipping school for half a day by sending their classmate to the hospital.

Xu Wen was speechless.

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