Zhou Fu looked at the information scattered on the ground, bent down and picked up the information about Dr. Liang's son with a red seal.
According to the information, Dr. Liang's son had a wretched face and a nail-sized knife mark at the corner of his mouth.
"Old Liang, since you don't want to drink toast, don't blame me."
There were still three days left before the operation, but these three days were enough time for Lao Liang to beg him in person. Zhou Fu picked up the mobile phone on the table and dialed a mobile number.
"Yibo, do you have time to help your uncle?"
Ma Yibo on the other end of the phone was lying on the hotel bed, holding a woman who looked very similar to Yu Xing'er in his arms.
Seeing Ma Yibo's serious face, the woman obediently lay on his chest and stopped talking.
"It's just a lesson to a brat, don't worry, uncle." Ma Yibo assured without caring.
Zhou Fufu, who was on the other end of the phone, became more serious when he heard Ma Yibo's careless answer: "This time is not just a lesson, you have to find a way to make him attempt to kill and cause the other party to be seriously injured."
When Ma Yibo heard his uncle's words, he suddenly sat up from the bed and fanned the flames to cause others to attempt murder. This was probably a bit difficult.
His uncle, who had always looked down on him, finally came to find him, so Ma Yibo could only grit his teeth and agree first.
"I'll give you two days, two days at most, and you can't push it back any further."
Listening to Zhou Fu's instructions on the other end of the phone, before Ma Yibo could fight for it, a busy signal came from the phone.
"Senior Yibo, is there any trouble?"
The woman in Ma Yibo's arms stretched out her slender fingers and touched Ma Yibo's frowning brow.
Ma Yibo held the warm fragrant nephrite in his arms and pushed it away reluctantly.
"I'll see you another day. I have something urgent these two days." Ma Yibo said and quickly put on his coat.
The woman saw Ma Yibo, whom she had finally met once, about to leave again, and reluctantly hugged him from behind.
"Senior Yibo, if you have anything to do, let Qing'er help you think of a solution, okay?"
Feeling Qing'er's reluctance, Ma Yibo turned around and hugged her comfortingly: "It's not a big deal, but this matter is a bit troublesome. Please let me think about it quietly."
Looking at Qing'er's and Yu Xing'er's profile faces that were very similar, Ma Yibo suddenly softened and said, "How about Qing'er help me think about it too?"
Qing'er heard this and nodded happily.
Hearing Ma Yibo's words, Qing'er gently tapped Ma Yibo's nose: "Senior, what do you think the gangsters are most likely to fight over?"
Ma Yibo frowned and shook his head.
"It's a woman. The one who can make them fight the fastest is a woman." Qing'er sniffed.
When I was in school, many men fought over her. She was the best at dealing with young and energetic students.
"Woman, you mean you?"
Qing'er nodded, threw herself into Ma Yibo's arms and said coquettishly: "Qing'er wants to share the burden with senior, senior, do you want Qing'er to go?"
He couldn't think of any good ideas for the time being, so Ma Yibo nodded: "But don't kill anyone. Can you control this degree?"
Qing'er nodded, she could do this kind of thing easily.
Watching Qing'er start to change clothes, Ma Yibo's eyes flashed with pride. It only took him two days to get Xing'er's substitute. He couldn't be happier.
Ma Yibo felt excited just thinking about Yu Xing'er who was obedient to him. Looking at Qing'er's smooth back, Ma Yibo pounced on her.
When Zhang Dagang returned to the intern's office, he saw Zhou Fufu sneaking around.
I'm afraid these two guys will cause trouble during the surgery in three days.
Zhang Dagang looked at Zhou Fufu as he left the hospital. He was about to catch up when he was stopped by Jiang Shuai.
"Dagang, come to my office."
Zhang Dagang watched Zhou Fufu walking further and further away, turned around and followed Jiang Shuai into his office.
Jiang Shuai was sitting in his office chair, sorting out the information in front of him, with a serious look on his face.
The air conditioner in the office was blowing fiercely, but Zhang Dagang didn't rush him and sat on the medical chair opposite him.
"Dagang, what do you want to say about this operation?"
After Jiang Shuai sorted out the information in front of him, his serious eyes fell on Zhang Dagang's face and said: "You should know that this opportunity should never fall on you?"
Zhang Dagang was shocked: "Dr. Jiang, this time the quota fell on me, which is beyond my expectation."
Jiang Shuai is a good doctor, and Zhang Dagang doesn't want to give him the impression that he went through the back door to grab a spot.
Jiang Shuai nodded and said: "I know, what I mean is what do you think about this patient's surgery?"
This question made Zhang Dagang feel bitter. If it was another disease, he could use Chinese medicine to cure it. He didn't have to worry about those two villains doing bad things in the middle.
But for kidney transplantation, he was like a novice among novices. He was afraid that this operation was specially chosen by the two people to deal with him.
Zhang Dagang was reminded by Jiang Shuai and became nervous about it.
"You work overtime tonight, and I will try to teach you as much knowledge as possible about surgery."
Jiang Shuai rubbed his temples and continued to warn you: "I will try my best to teach you as much time as possible in the past three days. You should also think about it carefully when you go back. Don't take it lightly."
Zhang Dagang stretched out his hand and patted Jiang Shuai's shoulder. Under the rejuvenation technique, Jiang Shuai's tired face gradually improved.
"Thank you, Doctor Jiang. Doctor Jiang, please rest for a while, then I'll go out first." Zhang Dagang walked to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door.
"Dagang, Dr. Liang is a rich man in Zhou Dynasty." Jiang Shuai reminded him at the right time.
He couldn't believe that Director Zhou would risk the patient's life to treat Zhang Dagang, but now he couldn't help but believe it. After all, there were so many patients, why would he only give the kidney transplant patient to two people?
There was a knock on the office door, and Jiang Shuai quickly fell into busyness.
Zhang Dagang returned to the intern's office, and the information on the table had been drawn into a mess.
The detailed information that Zhou Xingxing compiled for him was also torn into pieces and thrown into the trash can.
Zhou Xingxing sat aside with an ugly expression, and Curly Hair stood in Zhang Dagang's place, helping him sort out the messy information that had been thrown away.
"Who did it?"
Zhang Dagang's deep voice sounded in the office, mixed with a hint of burning anger.
Seeing Zhang Dagang's gloomy expression, those people turned their heads and continued to sort out information at their desks.
Ma Chuan's proud gaze shifted back and forth between the three of them, with a hint of sneer appearing in his eyes.
"I ask again, who did it?"
Zhang Dagang's voice was frighteningly low, with a bone-crushing chill in it.
Bucktooth couldn't help but shivered and shrank his neck, looking at the pockmarked face to the side.
The pockmarked face didn't expect Zhang Dagang's temper to be so terrifying, and couldn't help but turn to look at Bucktooth for help.
