Chapter 1078: Your heart is beating (2)
With a full set of tools in her hand, Qiao Yue whispered, "Xiao Qian, you have to be mentally prepared."
Feng Qian wondered, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Yue looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, she leaned closer to Feng Qian and whispered in her ear, "The patient we will be doing a round of wards is a VIP ward patient, and the old man has a weird personality. Cooperation is simply more difficult than zero mistakes in surgery!"
Feng Qian was curious, "Is it that exaggerated?"
"Hey, who knows, you still have to be mentally prepared in advance."
Qiao Yue came to the door of the ward, she took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door politely.
No one inside responded.
Qiao Yue was not surprised at all, she looked at Feng Qian and spread her hands, "Look, ignore us."
When Qiao Yue was about to push the door and go in, there was a clatter.
It was the sound of something falling to the ground and shattering.
Feng Qian pulled Qiao Yue, "Wait."
"There seems to be someone in there."
Feng Qian listened attentively. The sound insulation of the ward was very good, but he could still vaguely hear the sound, which seemed to be a quarrel.
Qiao Yue was reminded by Feng Qian, so she stopped her movements and listened against the door.
A faint arguing could indeed be heard.
Qiao Yue frowned and pushed the door open.
The people inside were very noisy.
On the ground were shards of a shattered glass, and a pool of water stains mixed with soaked red goji berries.
The old man on the hospital bed turned blue, pointed at the man in front of him, and shouted: "You wicked son! Even if I die, you won't get a penny!"
A middle-aged man in a suit standing in front of the hospital bed yelled at the old man, "Dad! I'm your own son!"
The old man covered his chest, his face paled, and he pointed to the door: "Get out of here immediately!"
Qiao Yue put down what was in her hand and walked to the hospital bed to soothe the old man, "Mr. Shen, calm down, relax, and take a deep breath."
The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to the old man's situation at the moment, "Dad! If you don't hand over the company to me, will it be possible to give it to that lunatic Shen Lin?!"
"He's just a bastard!"
The old man was in a hurry: "That's better than you!"
Feng Qian frowned.
According to the information in Qiao Yue's hands, the old man suffered from heart disease and could not stand the stimulation.
It can also be seen from the dialogue between the two that it is a father-son relationship.
Knowing that my father has a heart attack, but making such a fuss is really too much.
Click.
The door to the ward was pushed open.
An excessively pale hand, lightly resting on the doorknob, pushed the door open.
The man was wearing a white coat, with a pair of gold glasses on the bridge of his tall nose. His dark eyes were dark and deep, and his eyelashes were thick and slender.
The pale crimson lips were pursed lightly, and the complexion was fair and beautiful.
Shen Lin's eyes carelessly fell on the broken glass on the ground that was refracted by the cold light from the sun.
The middle-aged man looked at Shen Lin hatefully, but when the man approached, his eyes slightly dodged and he kept his mouth shut.
Shen Lin lowered his eyes, put one hand in his pocket, and approached the hospital bed slowly.
Qiao Yue was stunned, she backed away in a daze, and when she left, she said with a reddish face: "Hello, Dr. Shen."
Shen Lin glanced at her lightly, but did not respond.
Qiao Yue stood back next to Feng Qian excitedly, and she whispered, "It's actually Dr. Shen! Xiao Qian, it's over, I have a feeling of myocardial infarction."
Feng Qian: "..."
She raised her eyes and glanced at the man in the white coat, what Feng Qian noticed was the breath of the other party.
It is the fragment of His Highness.
Shen Lin seemed to sense Feng Qian's gaze, he raised his head, and a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as if he was inadvertently, but also seemed to have some malicious intentions, which was fleeting.