Gong Qinghan dialed again, and the phone rang for a while, and it was finally connected

"I'm Lhotse!"

His voice was not clear on the other side of the phone, as if he was talking with a mask

Gong Qinghan adjusted his emotions, trying not to let him hear that his voice was wrong

"It's me!"

"Girl?" His voice of surprise and then joy came from there

"Girl, is this your new number?"

"No, I lost my phone, borrow someone else's!"

"Oh, then remember to tell me when you change to a new number!"

"Hmm!"

"Girl, did you call me for something?"

"I ......" Gong Qinghan hesitated,

Just as he was about to open his mouth, the door to the operating room opened at this time

Gong Qinghan's heart jumped: "I still have something to do here, hang up first?" ”

Gong Qinghan hurriedly hung up the phone and stood up, only to find that his legs were weak

Han You'er hurriedly helped Gong Qinghan: "Be careful!" ”

"How's it going?" Nangong Yi asked the chief surgeon who had just come out

The doctor took off his mask, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it:

"The bullet has been taken out, although it did not hit the bone, but the wound has touched the seawater, and it has festered and infected.

The lungs also choked on a lot of seawater, and the leg was saved, but whether it can be healed in the future, this is a bit difficult to say! ”

"What, what do you mean?" Lin Yiyi was stunned

"That is, whether his right leg can be restored to the same as before depends on his personal recovery ability!"

The doctor's words shattered Gong Qinghan like a thunderbolt, and her brain went blank for a moment,

The doctor's sentence echoed in my ears: whether it can be cured or not, it is a little difficult to say......

"No, this is too cruel for Ling Tian!"

Nangong Yi shook his head, in case he became disabled, how could Ling Tian accept it

"Chairman, don't worry!" The chief surgeon reassured:

"In the United States, there is an trauma expert named Luo Ziye, he will come to our hospital for a temporary job in a while, he must have a way to cure Young Master Nangong's leg!"

"How long is it going to be a while?" Chu Mufeng asked

"Everyone, please rest assured, I will try to contact Dr. Luo, during this period, our hospital will definitely do its best to help Young Master Nangong heal his leg!" The surgeon reassured

"I'll go to the United States to invite him!" Nangong Yi spoke

"Chairman, this Dr. Luo has a strange temper, once the young master of the Ji family, Ji Qianmo, went to the United States to ask for it in person, but he didn't invite him back.

Therefore, I advise you to wait a few more days, in case you upset him, ......

Moreover, Dr. Lowe is now not in the United States, but in the United Kingdom, researching a case! The doctor advised

Nangong Yi knew that these old medical antiques had the most eccentric tempers,

Coercion and temptation, money and power, they don't care at all

"Then you must help me contact him and let him come back as soon as possible!"

"Okay!" The surgeon nodded

"Can we go in and see him?" Chu Mufeng asked

"Yes, but try to move lightly, don't stay too long, the patient needs to recuperate!"

"Good!"

In the luxurious VIP key ward——

Han You'er helped Gong Qinghan to the chair next to the bed and sat down

Looking at Nangong Ling Tian, whose face was still pale on the bed, Gong Qinghan's heart was suffocated

"Chilling ......"

"Chilling ......"

In a coma, he called her name over and over again

Listening to his weak voice, Gong Qinghan struggled to control his emotions

Lin Yiyi's tears welled up, and she fell into her husband's arms and cried silently

Han You'er was also moved to tears by Nangong Lingtian's obsession