Feng Moyan smiled and said happily: "That's the best! I'm willing to be a cow or a horse for you in this life."
Only when people feel that they owe each other, they will find ways to treat each other well. If you owe someone a lifetime, you will make up for it in a lifetime.
"When the company gets through the current difficult days and everything returns to normal, I will transfer the shares in my name to you. From now on, you will be Feng Yun's largest shareholder, and I will just be Ponyboy working for you."
Yang Qianyu originally thought that he was a little numb tonight and couldn't stand it.
But when she heard him say this, her heart was slightly shaken, and her face became a little more serious.
"Mo Yan...Actually, you don't have to be like this. I believe you."
"I know. But if I don't do this, my conscience will be uneasy."
To truly love someone is not to think about what you can get from the other person, but to think about... what else you can do for the other person.
That's all he could think of.
Seeing that his expression was serious and not like he was joking, Yang Qianyu sat up and advised: "Feng Yun is not yours alone. If you do this, it will cause dissatisfaction in the family and cause a fuss..."
"Don't worry, I will make them all agree."
Yang Qianyu was taken aback, "You...what can you do?"
Everyone in the Feng family is stubborn, how can you get them all to agree?
"You don't have to worry about this. Anyway, just wait until you become the big boss behind the scenes."
The two looked at each other and smiled. If Qianqian hadn't been wearing a mask, Mr. Feng would have kissed her again.
Their eyes met for a moment, and Yang Qianyu suddenly thought of business and pulled his hand: "By the way, when are you going to have the surgery?"
"Wang Cheng also reminded me today, I think... it will be scheduled for next week."
"Why do you have to set it for next week? Of course, the sooner the better! Anyway, I'm not going to work now, so I can take care of you. You can control the important things in the company, and leave the less important things to others.
"
Yang Qianyu hoped that he would get better soon, and was even more anxious than he was. After saying this, she made the final decision, "I will accompany you to the hospital tomorrow to see what the doctor says. If you can do it as soon as possible, you will be admitted to the hospital tomorrow!"
"Tomorrow? This is a bit too..."
"You swore just now that you wouldn't make me unhappy and that you would do whatever I wanted—but now you're disobedient?"
What could Mr. Feng say? He could only nod his head, "Okay, it's all up to you."
The next day, Yang Qianyu took the initiative to ask Ah Quan to take the children back to the Feng family's old house, so that they could stay with their grandparents before school started.
In this way, she could also spare time to accompany Feng Moyan to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.
Feng Moyan's attending physician is the director of the department and a well-known expert with excellent medical skills. However, considering that his condition is relatively complicated, he invited another extraskeletal neurologist for consultation early on.
The group of people sat down in a small conference room, and the director explained apologetically: "Dr. Zhuo is delayed by something and is on his way over. Please wait a moment."
Yang Qianyu was playing with her cell phone and chatting with Fisher on WeChat. When she heard this, her ears twitched and she raised her head: "Doctor Zhuo?"
Feng Moyan looked at her, "What's wrong? Do you know her?"
She glanced sideways, "Oh, my surname is Zhuo! Have you forgotten, the buyer of the courtyard?"
Before he finished speaking, Feng Moyan's expression changed, and his handsome eyebrows were obviously frowning.
This world...can't be that small, right?
Yang Qianyu looked at his reaction and thought that she had Dr. Zhuo's WeChat account. She wanted to ask him quickly, but she felt that if it wasn't the case, it would be weird to take the initiative to contact him.
"Maybe... it's just the same last name." She smiled dryly and comforted Feng Moyan.
But it turns out that the world is so small and fate is so wonderful!
Seeing the attending doctor respectfully and enthusiastically welcoming the "consultation expert" in, Yang Qianyu took a closer look and looked slightly stunned.
this--
She subconsciously turned back to look at someone.
Sure enough, Feng Moyan's eyebrows tightened even more.
Zhuo Yilin is wearing a white coat, which makes him look even more handsome, gentle, slender and tall.
At the door of the office, he shook hands with the people from the hospital and exchanged greetings. When he turned around, his eyes naturally fell on Yang Qianyu.
Even with the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were clear and clear at all. He smiled slightly and nodded - obviously not surprised to see her at all.
Yang Qianyu instantly understood that if someone wanted to come for a consultation, they must have seen the patient's basic condition in advance.
This is really...
She was a little bit murmuring in her heart, secretly thinking that this man also had a wealthy family. We had dinner together yesterday, but she didn't even hear him take the initiative to mention it.
But then I thought about it, she is a doctor, and protecting the privacy of her patients is a basic professional quality. If she didn't happen to know her, there is really no need to inform anyone in advance about the condition of her patients.
After thinking about it this way, I felt that this man was very principled and a good doctor.
"Mr. Feng, this is Dr. Zhuo. Despite his young age, he has great medical skills. If you are interested, you can check his resume online. It just so happens that he came to Jiangcheng to work in the Central Hospital after 20 years.
At work, after you found a problem during the last inspection, I immediately thought of Dr. Zhuo. Extraosseous nerves are his strength. Our joint consultation this time can not only provide Mr. Feng with more efficient and safer treatment, but also allow us to
It's great to learn advanced medical skills in the hospital!" The attending doctor was probably too excited and couldn't help but say a few more words, regardless of whether they were appropriate or not.
Yang Qianyu was slightly embarrassed, thinking that this doctor didn't understand the ways of the world.
This kind of academic exchange, joint discussion, etc., you just need to know about it, so why tell it to the patients?
Sure enough, as soon as the director finished speaking, Feng Moyan tugged his lips and said lukewarmly: "You mean, use me as a guinea pig to gain experience for your doctors?"
"Uh--" The director's face suddenly froze and he immediately smoothed things over, "No, no, I mean-"
Zhuo Yilin smiled, and without waiting for the director to make up for it, he stepped forward and extended his hand: "Mr. Feng, you have to worry too much. Every operation is a great experience for the surgeon who performs it, and it can benefit the next patient."
Providing reference for treatment plans - this is also a merit, don't you think?"
Feng Moyan looked at the hand he extended out, smiled faintly, and shook his hand.
"It seems that Dr. Zhuo is not only highly skilled in medicine, but also very eloquent."
Zhuo Yilin's smile became more obvious, "Thank you. It's just that over the years of practicing medicine, I have seen all kinds of patients, and naturally I have developed some skills in speaking. Otherwise, we will not be able to convince the patients to fully trust our doctors, and it will also affect the treatment in the end."
The effect is not worth the gain, but also destroying the reputation.”
The slight smile on Yang Qianyu's face froze.
This Dr. Zhuo's art of speaking is simply amazing. He may seem ordinary, but every word speaks volumes.
Feng Moyan is not stupid, of course he understands.
She secretly looked at the man in the wheelchair, fearing that he would just shake his face and say he was dead, or that he would need to change doctors.
But the director standing by the side saw the clue and asked in surprise: "Mr. Feng, Dr. Zhuo, do you... know each other?"