"Who did it?"

The mother's tone was very calm, but the hidden unkindness was accurately captured by Song Jong-hyuk. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He puffed out his chest: "I did it!" ”

The mother's eyes narrowed tightly, and there was a hint of danger in her eyes: "You? Who are you? ”

"I'm Dr. Song Jong-hyuk, who operated on Cho Jin-woong's patient."

Song Jong-hyuk replied without being humble or arrogant.

"You're the bastard doctor?" The mother was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the man who came together: "Didn't you say it's a woman?" ”

The man didn't speak, and took a step forward: "Are you the doctor who just operated on Zhao Zhenxiongxi?" He repeated his confirmation.

Song Jong-hyuk had a hard time riding a tiger, and he couldn't change his words to confess to Liu Suying: "Inside, it's me who is right." ”

"I'm Zhao Zhenxiongxi's secretary. We have received information that you, Doctor, are suspected of taking unnecessary surgeries on our own minister, which is a strong violation of his human rights and has irreversible consequences. Please be prepared to wait for further contact from our legal team of Tairong Properties. ”

"Ani, unnecessary surgery? I said this Mr. Secretary! Yoon Hye-mi retorted angrily.

Song Jong-hyuk turned his head and met her eyes, his gaze shining with determination.

Yoon Hye-mi sensed Song Jong-hyuk's thoughts, closed her mouth unwillingly, kicked her feet into the air hard, and pouted angrily without speaking.

Song Jong-hyuk then looked at the secretary: "This gentleman, is there any misunderstanding in the middle?" ”

"Misunderstanding? I'm afraid Dr. Song, you have misunderstood something, right? ”

The secretary pushed his glasses, and a bright light flashed on the lenses: "I don't want to hear you explain anything, but just to inform you of this fact," he moved closer, and a contemptuous smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "You, it's over!" ”

Song Jong-hyuk frowned, looked at the junior who turned around as the secretary, and said in a calm tone.

"At 8:13 a.m., the emergency room received an ambulance report that the patient was injured by a falling object from a height, suspected of a ruptured blood vessel in the brain, and requested to prepare for surgery."

The secretary's footsteps stopped, did not turn around, and his face was a little stiff with his back to Song Jong-hyuk.

Her mother, who was still holding Sung-mi, was attracted by what Song Jong-hyuk said, stopped her movements, and listened carefully.

"Due to the shortage of neurosurgery manpower, we cannot arrange the operation team to perform the operation, and we are in an emergency situation, and several of our doctors are in charge of the operation."

"At 8:25, the patient arrived at the hospital. Preparations for the operating room are completed. At 8:31, the patient completes the necessary examinations and enters the operating room. ”

Song Jong-hyuk's expression became serious, thinking about what had happened this morning.

"At 8:47, the patient was craniodermed and it was found that it was not just a matter of blood vessel rupture."

Song Jong-hyuk's tone was stunned, and several people listening to it were surprised.

The mother asked anxiously, "So what?" ”

The secretary stepped forward to dissuade him: "Madame Nim, he's making excuses......"

"Secretary Cui!" Madame was a little angry, but still maintained her demeanor: "Please let him finish." ”

“…… Be. Secretary Choi stepped back in disdain, glaring at Song Jong-hyuk resentfully while others were not paying attention.

Although Song Jong-hyuk saw it, he didn't care about it, and continued: "After careful investigation, it was found that the patient's head trauma caused a rupture of the basilar artery aneurysm, causing subcutaneous hemorrhage in the arachnoid membrane. ”

"Wait!" Madame interrupted his explanation: "Doctor Nim, are you making a mistake?" Our Zhenxiong body has always been very healthy, how can there be what you say, arterial hemangioma? ”

Because of Song Jong-hyuk's explanation, he can be regarded as her husband's life-saving benefactor, and his wife's attitude has eased a lot. Although it is no longer as full of evil as it was just now, the doubts and disdain in this sentence can still be heard by anyone. ”

"Yes."

The voice was small, from Xiao Shengmei, who was still held in his arms by his wife.

"What did you say, O Shengmei?" Madame asked in disbelief as she lifted her daughter's face out of her arms and in shock.

"I said, Dad's body is problematic."

Shengmei's eyes were closed, and her face was full of heart-wrenching self-blame.

"For the past few weeks, my father has been secretly taking medicine, and I found out. He told me that it was just a simple headache and a small problem, and it would be fine if he took medicine. ”

Seimei's voice choked, and tears filled her eyes.

"Dad also told me not to tell my mother, because he was afraid that my mother would worry about ......"

Shengmei couldn't say any more, hugged her mother tightly, buried her face in her arms, and a suppressed cry came out of her mouth in a dense way.

Madame raised her head, tears streaming freely down her face.

Song Jong-hyuk and Yoon Hye-mi watched this sad scene, and they didn't know what to say.

After a long time, Yoon Hye-mi only felt that her shoulders were getting heavier and heavier. If you look closely, it is Song Jong-hyuk's body that gradually can't bear the pain and can't stand up straight.

She quickly spoke up and broke the silence: "I'm sorry, Madame Nim, we need to take our leave first. ”

Madame wiped her tears and nodded: "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood you, doctor." I'll come to apologize another day. Secretary Cui? ”

No one answered.

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, Secretary Cui had disappeared.

"This person is usually quite capable, but at critical moments, why is he so unreliable?"

Madame frowned, with a hint of apology on her face: "I'm sorry, there is no way to send two, this kid ......"

Song Jonghyuk waved his hand absently and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's our rudeness." ”

Xiao Shengmei showed her face, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she looked at Song Jonghyuk without speaking.

Song Jonghyuk waved at her: "We, see you later." ”

After that, he took a step out of his right leg, and with the help of Yin Hye-mei, dragged the injured leg slowly.

Only behind him, a pair of eyes, staring at his back, slowly moved away until they disappeared.

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"Yo Psychi?" Yoon Hye-mi was helping Song Jong-hyuk to walk slowly, and the mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang. She quickly took out her mobile phone and connected the call.

"Dean Nim!" Yoon Hye-mi's body has been subconsciously looking at Song Jong-hyuk.

Song Jong-hyuk stood to the side, looking at her curiously.

"Okay, I got it."

Hanging up the phone, Yoon Hye-mi looked at Song Jong-hyuk with a strange face.

"Jonghyuk oppa......" Biting her lip, she was a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong, Emmi?"

"That," Yin Huimei frowned and said reluctantly, "The dean wants to see you." ”