"I don't know him." Feng Moyan turned his head without giving any face.
Yang Qianyu was extremely embarrassed!
I had no choice but to look at Zhuo Yilin apologetically, hoping that he didn't have any common sense.
Zhuo Yilin had already roughly guessed Feng Moyan's temperament, so he didn't tell Yang Qianyu in advance, fearing that if they found out, they would "get rid of" him as the chief surgeon.
Now it seems that my hunch was indeed correct.
Now that everyone is here, the consultation begins.
Several people in white coats sat down, and the director was about to speak when Feng Moyan suddenly asked: "Does this surgery have to be done by outsiders?"
Yang Qianyu turned around and looked at him - what do you mean? Are you really screwed?
The director was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously: "Mr. Feng, what do you mean by 'outsiders'..."
"He." Feng Moyan tilted his chin towards Zhuo Yilin.
All the doctors looked at Zhuo Yilin.
Zhuo Yilin smiled inexplicably, crossed his hands in front of his chest, stretched out a finger to push the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then asked unhurriedly: "Mr. Feng, since we don't know each other, what do you think?"
Where does my hostility come from?”
"The aura is not harmonious."
Aura...
Yang Qianyu was so filled with hatred that she slapped him under the table, then turned to look at him, reminding him to stop and stop.
But Feng Moyan turned a blind eye.
"I don't believe that in this big Jiangcheng, Dr. Zhuo is the only one who can do this surgery."
Zhuo Yilin smiled again, raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Okay, you are a patient anyway, whether you are in pain or not is up to you, and it has nothing to do with me."
Before he finished speaking, he stood up and looked at the director: "Teacher Chen, as you can see, this patient is full of personality, so I'll leave it to you to deal with it."
He pushed the chair away and was about to leave, but suddenly Yang Qianyu stood up and said, "Dr. Zhuo, please stay!"
Feng Moyan looked up at her, "What are you doing?"
"Shut up!" Qian Qian turned around with a fierce look. After stopping him, she turned to face Zhuo Yilin, her beautiful face smiled again, it was still the kind of respectful, polite and admiring smile.
.
"Dr. Zhuo, you don't need to pay attention to his attitude. Since Director Chen recommended you, it must be because your medical skills are better. Please do this surgery for him."
Yang Qianyu now has a very good impression of Zhuo Yilin, from his humble, courteous and gentle handling style, from his selfless rescue in the face of danger at the accident scene, and Director Chen's strong recommendation of him - all these signs combined, she
I trust this doctor so much.
When it comes to whether her man's legs can walk again, she can't be careless, nor can she let someone show off her temper.
Zhuo Yilin turned around, his eyes behind the lenses flickering between Qian Qian and Feng Moyan, "Can you make the decision?"
Yang Qianyu looked down at someone, ignored the gloomy expression, and turned around and said, "Of course!"
"Yang Qianyu, you..."
Feng Moyan was angry, and when he was about to retort, she lowered his head and scolded her, "If you want me to leave you alone, just go against me!"
She lowered her voice and gritted her teeth.
Feng Moyan: "..."
"You have to think about it."
Under Yang Qianyu's strong and cold attitude, Mr. Feng once again confirmed his reputation as "henpecked" - although he was dissatisfied, he pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
The few people in white coats present here, except for Zhuo Yilin who was watching the show and even gloating about the misfortune, the others who knew Feng Moyan's temperament were all trepidatious and did not dare to speak.
You know, when Feng Moyan was lying in the hospital last year, as long as the medical staff in several departments had contact with him, who didn't dare to speak out without being scolded so loudly?
Unexpectedly...
Now Mr. Feng also had a nemesis. He was yelled at by a woman who looked soft and delicate, and he was speechless and resigned.
"Dr. Zhuo, please sit down. You can discuss with Director Chen and the others how to treat him. We will fully cooperate." After restraining Feng Moyan, Yang Qianyu stretched out his hand to signal, with a charming smile on his face again.
The eyes of several people in white coats were also opened.
It turns out that beautiful women can also have an intimidating side.
Zhuo Yilin came back and sat down, opened the folder again, and started discussing the patient's condition with Director Chen's team.
Feng Moyan was in a bad mood, and his face was naturally gloomy and cold.
Yang Qianyu looked at him and advised in a low voice: "Stop being so impulsive. I haven't offended you. Shouldn't you be happy that I'm willing to perform surgery on you?"
"But he doesn't look at you clearly."
"You're talking nonsense again! She knows my relationship with you and that I have a child. With such a prominent status, she would like me?"
Feng Moyan snorted coldly, "Who dares to say anything about feelings."
"I'm too lazy to care about you! Anyway, don't do it again. Just listen to the doctor's orders and have the surgery as soon as possible!"
Feng Moyan had a stern look on his face and remained silent.
Yang Qianyu didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but for some reason, she just couldn't bear to be cruel to him now, so she slowly took the initiative to hold his hand, and her tone became gentler: "The sooner you get better, the sooner I can feel at ease...
...You keep saying that you love me and want to protect me, but you just keep sitting in a wheelchair to protect me?"
"As long as I can heal your leg, I don't care what the origin of the person is. How old you are, you don't have any sense of propriety. You are like a three-year-old child."
Most men prefer soft things over hard things, and Mr. Feng is no exception.
Being coaxed like this by his beloved woman in public, no matter how dissatisfied he felt, he gradually dissipated.
After the consultation was over, Zhuo Yilin walked around the desk, walked up to Feng Moyan, and examined him in person to determine the condition of his legs.
Yang Qianyu saw him squatting in front of Feng Moyan, tapping and buttoning carefully. She didn't mind at all the rejection and hostility of a three-year-old boy just now, and she admired this doctor even more in her heart.
The doctor is kind-hearted, he really deserves these words.
After a while, seeing that Zhuo Yilin's face was a little serious and he pushed up his glasses and stood up, Yang Qianyu asked worriedly: "How is it? Is the situation very bad?"
"Hmm... It's a bit, maybe, it's not a problem with the nerves in the legs. There may also be damage to the lumbar spine. Director Chen said that you did a comprehensive examination again today and we will wait until I get all the reports."
Yang Qianyu's heart sank slightly.
Lumbar vertebra...
Isn't that serious?
"That's it for today. You go and go through the hospitalization procedures. I'll get the report in the afternoon and I'll consult with Director Chen and the others in the evening. The operation can be scheduled for tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The earlier the better."
Yang Qianyu nodded repeatedly: "Well, then I'll trouble Dr. Zhuo."
"You're welcome." Zhuo Yilin smiled. His cell phone rang in his pocket, so he had to signal to her and turned around to answer the phone.
Yang Qianyu asked her bodyguard to go through the hospitalization procedures. She took Feng Moyan to the ward first.
In the elevator, Mr. Feng saw his beloved woman frowning, so he tugged her hand and said sulkingly like a child: "Don't listen to him... If I had problems with my lumbar spine, I would have been paralyzed in bed.
Can you still stand up? Doctors like to exaggerate and scaremonger!"
Qianyu lowered her eyes and looked at him, "You... don't pretend to understand if you don't understand. Wouldn't it be better to listen to the opinions of professionals?"