Chapter 1098 Wait for Me to Come Out

Remember in a second【】

"What... what are you guys doing here!" Gong Kaijie's wife was holding the phone, her hands were shaking.

"It's Shen Jie, he...he said he won't get married...I'm not the one making trouble this time! Mom, what should I do..." The crying on the phone became louder and louder, so that everyone around could hear it .

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry..." Gong Kaijie's wife was in a state of desperation, but she could only comfort her daughter constantly.

The continuous crying from the mobile phone disturbed the disturbed person.

Gong Kaijie let out a long sigh again, and angrily patted the bed with his good hand: "I said that kid is a white-eyed wolf, and now it's just...but he couldn't help it when he encountered a hurdle. Not married, I said don't rush to get the certificate, but you don't listen..."

The wife glared at him, took the phone away, and asked, "Where are you, I'll come and find you later... I'll let your aunt go there first, don't worry..."

Call again, hang up the phone again, the wife is walking back, wiping tears, the whole person is close to collapse.

"Don't worry." Gong Kaijie was in pain when he spoke, the pain was much worse, but he got up, gritted his teeth, and said: "We don't know what's going on now. I'll go to Lao Wang directly later, I want to ask him , the dignified Academy of Fine Arts, can it tolerate such black sheep among the teaching staff?"

"Old Wang is dead." The wife put away the phone.

"Dead... dead?" Gong Kaijie was stunned, and couldn't help saying: "Lao Wang and Lao Liu share a car..."

"Well. They're all dead."

"This... no wonder..." Gong Kaijie muttered to himself: "The white-eyed wolf saw that the relationship between our family was broken, and he still wanted to get rid of the relationship..."

Lao Wang and Lao Liu are the few power factions among Gong Kaijie's friends, especially these two, they have helped Gong Kaijie a lot, and they also have promises to him, the white-eyed wolf son-in-law.

"Why did he die?" Gong Kaijie couldn't help shaking his head.

"Their car was in front, and they didn't wear seat belts. The moment the car accident happened, they were gone." Gong Kaijie's wife sighed, then pinched the phone in her hand, turned to look at Zuo Cidian and Ling Ran, and then He said in a low voice, "I searched before, and it seems that Yun Doctor's hand surgery is also very famous. If I let them do it, I don't know how much flexibility they can have."

"It won't be more detailed than that done by Dr. Ling." Lu Wenbin said very carefully. Hand surgery is the elite department of Yunyi,

Although he has gone downhill due to the times, he is also the so-called "not to be humiliated" type. He really wants to help the painter in front of him, but the limit is not to bring himself into the ditch.

Mrs. Gong could sense the change in Lu Wenbin's attitude, but she still didn't dare to make a decision immediately. This is the right hand that my husband has practiced for more than 40 years. It is the basis for him to be able to paint, and it is also the basis for maintaining his family.

Mrs. Gong hesitated again and again, "Can we discuss it?"

"Of course." Lu Wenbin nodded, then took a careful look at Ling Ran, and said, "Let me explain in advance, because of the serial car accident today, there were a lot of injuries. We will do other operations first when you discuss it here. After you have the results, we will arrange the specific operation time."

"Ah... alright." Mrs. Gong didn't show any resignation.

Gong Kaijie endured the pain, looked at Lu Wenbin, then at Ling Ran, and said apologetically, "Doctor Ling, Doctor Lu, I'm really sorry, 60% is really embarrassing, if you can recover 70% to 80% Yes, I think it's acceptable..."

"Okay." Ling Ran nodded and agreed.

Gong Kaijie was taken aback: "Okay?"

"Well, 70% of it can be done, and there is also a probability of recovering to 80%." Ling Ran replied. Naturally, he would not waste the time standing by the bed. After thinking deeply, he felt that it was not too much to promise 70% to 80% of recovery.

Gong Kaijie and his wife heard it a little bit clearly, but also a little baffling, and worried - this doctor doesn't seem to be very normal.

Ling Ran waited for 10 seconds, seeing that the Gongs and his wife were still in various states of contemplation, so he nodded, turned back to the treatment room, and continued to focus on the treatment of various minor injuries.

He still has a mission on his back, and it's quite interesting to do some minor surgery. If one regards disease as an opponent, Ling Ran is clearly abusing food, the more he abuses, the happier he is.

On the other side, Gong Kaijie and his wife thought about it, and the more they thought about it, the more entangled they became.

Moreover, Gong Kaijie's hand also became more painful.

He could basically bear the previous pain, so his mentality was quite peaceful, but when the pain reached this level, Gong Kaijie couldn't wait any longer.

"No, I can't take it anymore." Gong Kaijie shook his head in pain.

"Are you looking for Dr. Ling for surgery?" My wife asked from the side.

Gong Kaijie took a short breath, a little hesitant, took out the phone, and put it down again.

"It's okay to ask someone. It's not easy for you to make a call. Let me do it." His wife picked up the phone.

Gong Kaijie didn't stop her, but she said sadly: "Who are you calling? All the people I know have come to our wedding."

"Not at all." Mrs. Gong was lucky, and she didn't even have a scratch on her body. At this time, she turned her head quickly and said, "Isn't Boss Zhu not here? He runs a gallery and has connections at home, so he must know how to do it." of."

"Okay, you call him." Gong Kaijie was not in a bad mood, if someone gave him anesthesia now, he might push it halfway and go directly to the operating room.

Mrs. Gong is a little less empathetic, but her emotions are the same.

^0^ Remember in a second【】

As if, he dialed out with his mobile phone, talked while walking, and came back after talking for a long time.

In front of the hospital bed, the daughter who was still wearing bridal makeup was sitting in a daze, next to a little doctor who was at a loss.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Gong knew that there was another problem at a glance.

"Mom..." The daughter threw herself into Mrs. Gong's arms, with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"It's okay, it's okay." She touched her daughter's head, looked at the little doctor again, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"Well, you have to make a decision quickly." The little doctor whispered: "Whether it's an operation or a transfer, you have to make a decision quickly."

"We want to ask Dr. Ling to do it." Mrs. Gong said with certainty.

Gong Kaijie got a shot of painkiller just now and fell asleep for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Doctor Ling please?"

"After asking around, it is said that he is really the best doctor in the country." Mrs. Gong said, looking at the little doctor, handed out a red envelope, and said with a smile: "Doctor, you may also know that today we are For your daughter's wedding, this is an auspicious red envelope, it has no other meaning, so you can keep it."

The little doctor felt hot and refused. In today's hospitals, doctors without independent offices are quite taboo about accepting red envelopes.

Mrs. Gong only needs to have an attitude. At this moment, she wiped her eyes, smiled, and said, "Well... If we invite Dr. Ling to perform the operation, what should we prepare?"

"Let me call and ask." Although the little doctor confiscated the red envelope, his attitude was obviously better.

Madam Gong took advantage of this time to comfort Gong Kaijie in a low voice, and said: "Boss Zhu heard that your hand was injured, so he has already bought a plane ticket to fly here. Besides, he told you not to worry, when your hand is healed, we will return to you." Let's open an exhibition for you."

"What kind of art exhibition is there?" Gong Kaijie laughed: "My hand, no matter whether I keep 60% or 70% of it, compared with those famous artists, it is tantamount to a disabled person."

Mrs. Gong pursed her lips and smiled: "Boss Zhu means that disabled painters are a good gimmick."

Gong Kaijie's expression froze: "This guy..."

"Anyway, you can do the surgery with peace of mind first, and we'll figure out a way after your hand is healed." She encouraged her husband, and she also encouraged herself.

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^