Men are always stronger than women, and at this critical moment, Song Dahong can only choose to believe Zhang Qiong.

He nodded slowly, didn't say anything, and helped his wife Zhou Fang, who was already crying, down the attic.

"Let's go, let's go prepare some wine and food, and wait for the two benefactors to cure our Xiaolin, and then have a good meal." ”

Zhang Qiong must be in her heart, although Song Lin's illness is really rare, but the master has taught him all his life's medical skills, as long as he gives full play, this heart surgery is still seventy percent sure.

There are three floors left, and it depends on the destiny of heaven.

Looking at Dr. Mo, who looked a little stiff next to him, Zhang Qiong smiled calmly.

"Without further ado, let's get started, with Dr. Raumo by my side to assist me, and if there is anything that needs to be corrected along the way, I might as well say it directly. ”

Dr. Mo swallowed, this was probably the most difficult operation he had ever had in his career.

He is not an arrogant person, and he knows that there are many capable people in this world, and there are even more mountains beyond the mountains. This Zhang Qiong looks young, but he is a medical expert, and it is an honor to be his assistant!

"Okay, don't worry!"

Zhang Qiong also believes that this assistant will be the most suitable one.

I saw that in an instant, Zhang Qiong got started with several utensils in his hand at the same time, and the knife fell in his hand, cutting Song Lin's beautiful skin with one knife.

After the separation of skin and flesh, the blood and organs inside were suddenly revealed, but Zhang Qiong did not hesitate at all, decisive and resolute, and all kinds of utensils in his hands were flying around, but it was extremely reasonable.

The kind of knife to use in each position, and the timing of the change of equipment, are all done in the blink of an eye.

Seeing Zhang Qiong's dazzling and dizzying magical knife technique, he was able to shuttle freely in this small square inch world, and Dr. Mo next to him was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Is this still human?

Dr. Mo is not an ordinary doctor who has never seen the world, graduated from a famous medical school, and then served as the chief physician of the heart in a tertiary hospital, proficient in Chinese and Western medicine, and is a top talent in the industry.

It was only later that he was dissatisfied with the many dark sides of the system and finally left the big hospital and returned here to open a small clinic.

He has been in the industry for more than 20 years, and has participated in many large-scale heart surgery exchanges and practices at home and abroad, but he has never seen Zhang Qiong with such miraculous skills.

What's even more amazing is that Zhang Qiong did not inject Song Lin with sleeping or anesthetic drugs before the operation, and ordinary people who suffered cuts with sharp weapons must have cried in pain and cried for their mother. But after a series of knife techniques, Song Lin's face only showed a slight pain.

It can be seen how outstanding Zhang Qiong's skills are.

Magical?

Dr. Mo shook his head.

It's supposed to be terrifying.

Dr. Mo was holding a white towel in his hand, which was originally prepared for Zhang Qiong, but in the end, it was himself who was sweating profusely.

The two of them were engrossed in their attention, and they didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

Dr. Mo kept handing Zhang Qiong the knife and washing the knife next to him, and the two of them showed the selflessness and fearlessness of the doctor's benevolence in this gloomy attic.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Zhang Qiong's hands that were moving at a high frequency like a sweater finally stopped, Dr. Mo hurriedly wiped his sweat.

Three hours of high concentration, and when it was three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qiong's face was dim, and she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety, and the last step is to stitch, but it is also the most difficult level......"

"Sir, if you can trust me, leave the stitching to me. ”

Although Dr. Mo was amazed by Zhang Qiong's knife technique, he thought that stitching was not a difficult skill, and hoped to share a little pressure for Zhang Qiong.

Zhang Qiong was already overdrawn, but she still gritted her teeth and shook her head at Doctor Mo.

"Help me turn on the light, I can't see clearly. ”

"Good ......"

Dr. Mo found a desk lamp and aimed it at Song Lin's chest.

I saw Zhang Qiong in a state of almost collapse, the suturing technique was as delicate and delicate as embroidery, wandering between the wounds, and perfectly stitching every millimeter of skin and flesh and blood vessels, which was called a seamless one.

Dr. Mo was once again shocked by Zhang Qiong's skills, the gap was too big, and there was a world of difference.

Dr. Mo was ashamed, if he had been the one who had done the surgery just now, I was afraid that Song Lin's beautiful breasts would leave a scar that would linger for a lifetime, which was tantamount to a fatal injury for a girl.

I may not even dare to wear a bikini in the future.

But Zhang Qiong's technique, after the wound healing is completed in the future, I am afraid that there will not be a trace left.

"Mr. is really the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, Bian Que is reborn!"

Dr. Mo's eyes were fixed on the last silk thread being stitched, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up from the ground.

Zhang Qiong's body couldn't stand it, four hours and every second counted, her spirit was highly concentrated, and she was so tired that she sat directly on the floor.

And Dr. Mo happily wiped the blood stains from Song Lin's wounds.

After Song Dahong and Zhou Fang prepared the meal, they kept paying attention to the movement upstairs, and hurriedly came up to inquire about the situation at this time. Seeing that Dr. Mo and Zhang Qiong both had smiles on their faces, they were so happy that they shed tears of happiness.

"Mr. Zhang, Doctor Mo, life-saving grace, my old Song Zhen, I will repay you as a cow and a horse for the rest of my life! Get up quickly, the meals are ready, you must all be hungry! Fill your stomachs first." ”

Song Dahong helped Zhang Qiong up, and the two husbands and wives were extremely enthusiastic, and took out good wine and food to reward the two benefactors.

Dr. Mo admired Zhang Qiong so much today, and at the dinner table, he immediately raised a glass of old Qingdao to respect Zhang Qiong.

"Sir, my name is Mo Yufeng, and I opened the Yufeng Clinic at the corner of the street in front of me. Dare to ask Mr. Gao's name. ”

Zhang Qiong also raised a glass to greet it, smiling and waving her hand.

"Doctor Mo, don't be too polite, my name is Zhang Qiong, I have little seniority, you still call me Xiao Zhang." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Mo Yufeng seemed to be humiliated, this kind of master was called a junior again, which simply tortured him.

"Mr. Zhang, which big hospital is you in?"

Mo Yufeng's words immediately raised the questions of Song Dahong and Zhou Fang.

With such brilliant medical skills and such a young age, he must be a genius doctor in a big hospital.

Who knew that Zhang Qiong's next sentence directly made the three people in the seat dumbfounded.

"I work as a security guard at Dongtai Group. ”

"Security?"

The three of them looked at each other, a little suspicious of their ears.

But after a few seconds of silence, Mo Yufeng suddenly sighed.

"The security guards are good, the security guards are comfortable. ”

Since ancient times, the big has been hidden in the city, and the small has been hidden in the wild.

Zhang Qiong, this is super hidden.

Ashamed!

Mo Yufeng thought that he had been treated a little unfairly, so he left the big hospital in a fit of anger. I haven't been able to let go of it all these years, and I'm haunted by it.

But not as free and easy as this little brother.

Mo Yufeng ate some food, looked at Zhang Qiong's gobbling up, eating heartlessly, and really envied his otherworldliness.

A table of wine and food was eaten, Zhang Qiong, Mo Yufeng, and Song Dahong, three big men, pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and drank until dawn.

And Zhou Fang Gu Nu was anxious, and went upstairs to see her sleeping daughter Song Lin for a while, and fried a few side dishes for them for a while, but she was also tired and happy.

At six o'clock in the morning, Song Dahong and Mo Yufeng couldn't drink as much as Zhang Qiong, and the two of them had fallen asleep on the table.

Zhang Qiong has a deep cultivation and a solid foundation, and this little wine can't help him.

Look at the time, it's almost time to go to work. Zhang Qiong rubbed her eyes and got up to say hello to Zhou Fang.

"Aunt Zhou, I have to go to work, let's go first, take time to see Song Lin another day, just call me at any time if there is anything. ”

Zhou Fang looked at Zhang Qiong, with kind eyebrows, and there was a sense of reluctance.

"Dumpling ......."

Zhou Fang affectionately shouted a puzzling word.

But Zhang Qiong's whole body stiffened, and her footsteps stopped.

Dumplings are Zhang Qiong's milk name.

When the moon was just full, Zhang Qiong cried when she saw the dumplings on the dinner table, and later it was even more difficult to get a little bigger, and she had to eat dumplings every once in a while.

Zhang Qiong's eyes moistened instantly, and when she glanced back at Zhou Fang, she also had a sour nose and red eyes, and tears burst out of her eyes at once.

Liu ...... Aunt Liu...... Are you Aunt Liu?"

Zhang Qiong suddenly understood that Zhou Fang was the only surviving maid of the Zhang family that year, Liu Hua.

Among the maids of the Zhang family back then, Liu Hua was the best at making dumplings, and Zhang Qiong also loved to eat the dumplings she made.

Zhou Fang rushed over excitedly and hugged Zhang Qiong, crying silently like holding her own child.

"Dumplings, Aunt Liu is sorry for you, it's Aunt Liu who is timid and doesn't dare to recognize you. ”

Zhang Qiong took a handful of snot and tears, and also hugged Zhou Fang tightly, then took a deep breath several times, and after adjusting her mood, she grabbed Zhou Fang's arm with both hands:

"Aunt Liu, tell me what happened to the Zhang family back then, and why was it destroyed?"