"Owen ......" Wu Mian looked at Owen Rothschild with a strange expression on his face.

"Wu, you know. Owen Rothschild shrugged and smiled, "I'm a man, and this is a reasonable request, not intentionally difficult for you." ”

"But Owen, do you know what it means to extend 10cm?" asked Wu Mian.

"There will be a greater probability of necrosis. Owen Rothschild said.

Wu Mian was angry and laughed, "Do you know that you are still willing to try?"

"It's important to me. Owen Rothschild said, "I can try." I've taken a lot of risks in my life, and it's nothing. If I die, I'll have to wait another two years. I've weighed all of these, but the main thing is that I believe in your level. ”

"Owen, all I can say is give it a try. If the risk is found during the operation, the degree can be changed at any time. It is possible to lengthen by 5cm, which I think is a safer figure. Wu Mian said.

Hearing Wu Mian say this, Owen Rothschild breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the bamboo chair with a relaxed expression, looked at the blue sky, the white clouds, and said slowly after a long time, "It's good to meet a doctor like you." ”

"Owen, you're going to take a certain risk. Even if I had surgery, there was no guarantee of 100% success. ”

"I know. Owen Rothschild smiled and opened his arms as if to embrace the blue sky.

He was silent for a few minutes, then put on his clothes.

"Owen, you can taste the food of the Taoist temple in a moment. It's all vegetarian dishes, and there are no taboos. Wu Mian said.

"Thank you. ”

"Then I'll go back first, when will the silicone cylinder, water storage bladder, and starting pump be delivered?"

"The last test is being done. ”

"I feel like you're so idle, you've been here so long in advance, is it just to let me take a look at Linta?" Wu Mian said, "Owen, this feeling is very strange. ”

"Not at all. Owen Rothschild looked at the blue sky and said seriously, "It may be just an operation for you, it may take a long time, but no matter what, it's just an operation." But for me, this matter is absolutely as important as getting a vote in the Federal Reserve. ”

"Owen, when will you have the right to vote?" Wu Mian asked curiously.

"I don't know. Owen Rothschild smiled slightly and said flatly, "The most important thing for me now is to complete the operation." Other than that, everything else is trivial, like a white cloud in the sky. A gust of wind blew, and it dispersed. ”

"Good. Wu Mian stood up, he didn't have the heart to chat with Owen.

Just finished such a big operation, if it was not near the hospital, there was something that could not reach the hospital in 5 minutes, Wu Mian felt unsteady.

This is a habit that has been developed over the years as a doctor, and it can be regarded as a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder. And also saw the transplant on Owen Rothschild's arm, Wu Mian knew it.

"I'll go first. Wu Mian said, "Goodbye." ”

"Wu, hopefully the operation will be successful. ”

"If it weren't for your extra request, the operation would have been successful. As for now, I do my best. After Wu Mian finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Opening the back door, Wu Mian walked out.

Owen Rothschild's bodyguards in the parking lot couldn't tell how strong they were, they stood casually like ordinary people, just slightly stronger than ordinary people.

But Wu Mian clearly knows how fierce Owen Rothschild's bodyguards are.

After greeting them from afar, Wu Mian took the car keys from Owen's assistant and drove down the mountain alone.

Back at the hospital, Wu Mian entered the ICU. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the ventilator and the monitor that he felt at ease.

"Brother, why are you back?" Chu Zhixi was sitting in the ICU, chatting with Mrs. Topter. Seeing Wu Mian coming back, she was not much surprised, and asked casually.

Wu Mian glanced at the various values, and Principal Toput's vital signs were stable, so he smiled and said, "I am always unstable." ”

"Wu, thanks to you today. Mrs. Topt walked over warmly and gave Wu Mian a firm hug.

"Madam, you are too polite. Wu Mian said: "Find time for you to rest for a while, you are highly nervous all day, I am afraid that your body will not be able to bear it." ”

"But......" Mrs. Topter hesitated.

Truth be told, yesterday's long flight, and today's operation were too much for Mrs. Topter to bear. But if you want to leave...... She wasn't at ease.

"There are a lot of experienced intensive care doctors, and I'm also nearby, it's fine. Wu Mian comforted.

Mrs. Topter nodded, spoke to Wu Mian, and lay down in the next room.

Time passed quickly, and Principal Topter recovered quickly.

Twenty-four hours after the operation, the ventilator was stopped to assist breathing. Early on the morning of the third day, he was already able to sit up and read the newspaper as Wu Mian expected.

At the same time, the silicone cylinder, water storage bladder, and starting pump were also sent to the hospital. Wu Mian opened a separate office to store various equipment.

The silicone cylinder developed by top technology is completely different from the one sold on a certain treasure.

Biomimetic technology has been applied to the extreme, and in Wu Mian's opinion, it is basically the same as the human sponge, except that it is not congested, but filled with salt water.

......

......

Wu Mian was busy, busy with the operation after the establishment of the Sword Association Hospital. The wheel of fate slowly turns, and others are faced with choices that do not know the future.

Going to the newly established Fifth Courtyard means taking risks. And taking risks is a difficult choice for Chinese people who have always believed that stability is greater than heaven.

Zhang Zimo, director of the ICU of the Second Hospital, returned home until late, and his lover left him a light in the living room. The ICU is like this, busy day and night.

The body was tired, but Zhang Zimo did not feel a trace of sleep. Dean Xue and Director Ma were transferred to the Fifth Hospital of the Medical University, and they don't know what it is like now. But what else can it be, starting from scratch, facing too much uncertainty in the future.

I heard that Mr. Wu contacted the Cambridge Overseas Department, and it is said that the principal of Cambridge also flew in for surgery. Whether these things are true or not, Zhang Zimo has no way to judge. After all, now he is still an outsider.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Zimo took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. Instead, he held a lighter in his hand and looked ahead in a daze, as if he had been enchanted.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Zimo felt that he could hear his own heartbeat.

On a night like this, the sound of the heartbeat is so clear, so clear. The past, which was already blurred, gradually became clearer, and gradually faded and turned into nothingness.

He didn't think about anything, he didn't have the aura of the Overseas Department of Cambridge Medical School and the Northeast Branch of Union Hospital, nor did he have the interests of the ICU director of the Second Hospital of the Medical University. Gradually, Zhang Zimo completely emptied himself, just looking at the TV in front of him in a daze.

"Ah~" a scream pierced the night.

Zhang Zimo's lover got up at night and saw him staring at the dark TV in a daze, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A sense of fear lingered around him, and Zhang Zimo's lover screamed, as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhang Zimo was also taken aback, he twisted his cigarette, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Lao Zhang, are you okay. Zhang Zimo's lover asked tremblingly, "You scared me to death, I thought you had a cerebral infarction." ”

"It's okay, come, sit. Zhang Zimo patted the sofa beside him, "I can't make up my mind about something." ”

Is it a divorce?

I'm usually fine, but there's no sign of this. But he didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he talked to himself so seriously, what else could he do if he wasn't divorced? Zhang Zimo's lover sat beside him with tears in his eyes.

"We've been married for more than 20 years. ”

"Twenty-three years and six months. Zhang Zimo's lover said softly, "Old Zhang ......"

"You have been very good to me all these years. ”

“......”

"How much money do we have?" asked Zhang Zimo softly.

"Lao Zhang, let's live a good life. Zhang Zimo's lover was startled in a daze, and then heard this "bad news" and was difficult to accept for a while.

She felt like she was dreaming, having a nightmare. But when she tried to wake up, she couldn't wake up anyway.

"I think there should be enough money for you and your children to spend. Zhang Zimo was immersed in his own world, completely unaware of the change in his lover's expression.

"I want to do something and ...... later"

"Lao Zhang, do you have someone outside? Zhang Zimo's lover tried to calm down and try to make his tone as light as possible. She asked softly, but when she asked this, tears couldn't help but fall.

"Don't you agree?" Zhang Zimo saw that his lover was crying, and all he was thinking about was transferring to Bajingzi, and sighed softly, "Maybe that side will be better." ”

"Is it possible?"

"Don't cry, the family should have enough money for you and your children. Zhang Zimo said, "I don't spend any money......"

Before he finished speaking, the big ashtray smashed on his head, and Zhang Zimo's eyes went black and fell to the ground.

"Lao Zhang!" Zhang Zimo's lover was frightened, and he was impulsive just now, but when he saw the blood rising, the whole person had no idea, and lay on Zhang Zimo's body and cried, "Don't die, don't die." ”

Zhang Zimo looked at the white and slightly yellowed roof, and it seemed that this house was still lived in after a simple brush. It belongs to the four white landing, and the simple ones are not too simple.

Is this the picture that the patient sees when the warm blood flows in front of him? I have always thought about what the patient will think when he lies on the hospital bed...... But why does my head hurt so much?

The severe pain woke Zhang Zimo from his vainness, he reached out and touched his head, and the full red completely woke him up.

What's going on?

The lover lay on himself and cried, as if he was just asking how much savings the family had, and if he didn't earn money from now on, how much money the family could give the family when the child got married in the south.

As the director of the ICU of the Second Hospital of the Medical University, Zhang Zimo is definitely not short of money. But he is not the kind of person who gets into the eyes of money, so he has some savings, more than 100,000 yuan, which is definitely not enough to buy a house in the imperial capital.

Could it be that her lover has such a big opinion about going to Bajingzi, and she actually did it? Zhang Zimo was a little in a trance.

"Call 120 ......"