"I said you wouldn't do it, I wouldn't change to another doctor. [No pop-ups. Su Yanjue saw his fugue in space, and his face was fierce and wanted to eat people.

"Su, Mr. Su, the doctors in the hospital, all of them are dealing with it in the operating room, dealing with Miss Qin's hands and hands, and the operation." The doctor's voice trembled with fright, you must know that he came back from abroad with a medical doctorate, and such trivial matters as medicine are usually handled by nurses. But somehow he was scolded by Su Yanjue, he had to give up the profession of a doctor, and he had to doubt his life.

"Then what are you doing in a daze, why don't you call someone over quickly." Su Yanjue said calmly.

The doctor was embarrassed, "Miss Qin's operation is not over yet, it's not good to call people at this time." ”

Su Yanjue looked at the doctor in front of him and sneered lightly, "I don't care if her surgery is good or not, or do you think it's okay if you don't listen to what I say?" ”

The doctor's legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

He walked out of the emergency room tremblingly, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

Chairman Su transferred everyone to the operating room to deal with Qin Meidi's surgery, and Su Yanjue was here to transfer everyone back to take medicine for Ran Yun.

The doctor felt that he was in a dead end today, with the old chairman on one side and the president on the other. Whatever he does, he dies.

Just when the doctor's distressed face was pale, Ran Yun finally woke up silently.

It's just that she always feels like she has been woken up by pain, and in a daze, she feels that someone is stimulating the wounds on her body. Ran Yun first saw the ceiling, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Yanjue's figure dimly in front of him.

With a medical swab in his hand, he carefully wiped the potion over her wound.

Ran Yun gradually came to his senses and understood that this pain was real. Su Yanjue's movements looked very cautious, and he didn't notice that Ran Yun had woken up with a focused expression. Even after touching it lightly with a cotton swab, he blew on the wound again and again.

Ran Yun's throat tightened, his nose was sour, and a layer of mist began to cover his eyes.

When Su Yanjue turned around to get the potion, he was just about to see Ran Yun's wide eyes, he was stunned for two seconds, then threw away the cotton swab in his hand, and quickly got up and came to Ran Yun.

The man frowned, stretched out his hand to brush the top of Ran Yun's head, and said softly, "Where does it hurt?" ”

Ran Yun shook his head, the small wounds on his body scratched a little skin, and what if there was a little blood.

"Didn't you help me with the medicine, it doesn't hurt anymore."

When Su Yanjue heard this, he sighed a little helplessly. "The doctors in the hospital are all waste, and they can't take any medicine."

"How?" Ran Yun was interested, she didn't want to know the reason for this, she just wanted to hear Su Yanjue's voice.

This man's voice is too magnetic, I don't know how many times better than Su Jingtao. And he never scolded her in such a harsh tone, let alone scolded her harshly.

"He didn't do it lightly or heavily, you were unconscious, and you frowned in pain."

"Really?" Ran Yun asked casually, she didn't care if she frowned in pain, anyway, she didn't feel dizzy at the time.

"Ah, by the way, how did you find me, I called you and didn't get through." Ran Yun suddenly recalled the scene when he called on the construction site but didn't get through, and he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.