When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 780 Surgery

Ms. Luo pulled over a passing nurse, her face full of anxiety.

"Um...where's the doctor? Come and see him."

The nurse held the medical record board and said, "I'm sorry, the doctors are all doing surgery on critically ill patients. Please wait a moment."

Ms. Luo raised her voice and pointed at President Jin and said, "He is also in critical condition."

She has a rather bad temper.

Always asking people to wait, after waiting for so long, still no one comes.

I feel angry and want to vent it, but I don't know who to vent it to.

Just then, another bed was pushed down the corridor.

The patient above was covered in blood.

Ms. Luo was so frightened that she screamed.

It's too awful.

Zhengfeng stood aside with his mouth wide open, looking at the patient.

Compared with President Jin, that patient's condition is obviously more critical.

The automatic sensor door slowly opened to both sides, and a doctor walked in quickly.

His hair had turned gray, but his steps were steady and powerful, and he walked with the wind, and the corners of his white coat rose slightly as he moved.

When the nurse in the corridor saw him, she immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.

"Professor, why are you here?"

The professor nodded and asked, "Who is Jin Chengjun?"

The nurse quickly flipped open the medical record and slid her fingers quickly across the paper.

President Jin raised his hand weakly and said in a faint voice, "Here it is."

Zhengfeng stood beside the bed, raised his hands suddenly, and shouted: "Here! We are Jin Chengjun!"

The sound was so loud that it almost drowned out the voices of other people in the corridor.

The professor walked quickly to President Jin's bed and asked, "Where are the medical records?"

The nurse quickly handed over the medical record board in her hand: "This is his medical record."

At this time, a young doctor came running from a distance. He was the doctor who had told Ms. Luo to wait for a moment.

"Vice President, why are you here?"

After reading the medical records, the professor said, "I'll do the surgery, get ready."

Hearing this, Ms. Luo was so happy that she clenched her hands.

Unexpectedly, the young doctor said: "No need, Professor, we..."

Before she finished speaking, Ms. Luo suddenly said loudly: "What do you mean by no need!"

The sound was particularly clear in the corridor, even a little harsh.

Realizing her own gaffe, Ms. Luo glanced at the professor, softened her tone, and said with a smile, "He already said he was going to do it."

The professor didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Then he turned to the young doctor and said, "We don't need you here anymore. Go and do your own things. There are a lot of patients."

The young doctor bowed and turned to run to other wards.

The professor turned around, the seriousness on his face gradually faded, replaced by a kind smile.

"Don't worry too much. The surgery will begin soon. According to your medical records, you do have a fracture, but it's not a comminuted fracture. It's just a dislocation. The surgery shouldn't take long."

President Jin said softly, "Thank you."

The sound is weak.

The professor said, "I'm leaving now. Someone will take you to the operating room in a moment."

The nurse followed him.

Ms. Luo bowed quickly and said, "Thank you."

Zhengfeng pulled the nurse aside and asked, "By the way, who is that person who appeared like a comet?"

The nurse smiled and said, "He is the vice president of this hospital. With his qualifications, it is impossible for him to come to the emergency room."

After saying that, he quickly caught up with the professor.

Zhengfeng lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, and immediately thought of someone. It was either Ayong or Aze.

It is most likely Aze, because Ayong’s fans are all young people.

There are only fans of Aze, ranging from an 80-year-old man to an 18-year-old high school student, of all ages.

Most importantly, Ayong may not know that President Jin is in the hospital.

Only Aze, probably because he was notified by Phoenix Hall, chose to help.

Soon, several medical staff pushed President Jin's bed and walked quickly towards the operating room.

President Jin was lying on it, his face still pale, but his expression was much calmer than before.

His eyes swept over Ms. Luo and he nodded slightly, as if to reassure her that she didn't need to worry.

Entering the operating room, the door slowly closed.

Ms. Luo stood outside the door with her hands clasped together.

"It must succeed...it must succeed."

Her voice was very soft, as if she was praying.

Zhengfeng comforted him: "The operation performed by the vice president will definitely be successful."

Li Renyong and his group rushed to the hospital. Jung Hwan arrived almost at the same time, and Deok Sun came with him.

The two men were panting, obviously having run all the way.

Cheng Dongri stood aside, frowning, glanced at Deshan and said, "Why are you here? We don't need you here for the time being, go home first."

Deok-sun was stunned for a moment, her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't open her mouth in the end.

When I heard the news on my way home from school, I rushed over with Jung-hwan without hesitation.

Junghwan must be very sad that his father was injured.

At this time, staying with him might make him feel better.

But what Cheng Dongri said was right, the hospital really didn't need her.

Junghwan's relationship with her was not made public, and many people did not know about it.

It’s not good to show that you care too much.

"Uncle Cheng, the hospital is so far from home and it's so late now, we can't let Deshan go home alone."

Li Renyong continued, "Deshan, come and stand with your sister."

Deok-sun glanced at Jung-hwan. She didn't want to stand with Bora.

But Junghwan's mind was on President Kim and he didn't notice it at all.

There was no choice but for Deok-sun to come over.

Jung Hwan anxiously asked, "How is Dad?"

Ms. Luo said, "It's okay, he's in surgery now. He said it's nothing, don't worry, come and sit down."

Just then, a nurse came over. She was quite pretty.

"Family member of patient Jin Chengjun."

Ms. Luo immediately raised her hand and said, "Yes, I am."

The nurse took out an information sheet and said, "Some identification information is missing. Please fill it out again here."

Ms. Luo held up the pen and said, "Here?"

"Correct."

"Why did the vice president do it himself?"

"Ah, it was the dean who called personally, asking the vice dean to perform the surgery. The dean of our hospital is a Go fanatic and a fan of Cui Ze. Cui Ze called the dean personally and said that he was a relative and asked for a favor."

Hearing this, Zhenghuan's expression darkened.

On the way here, he already knew the general route.

My father fell and was hospitalized. The doctors were busy with other patients and no one paid any attention to President Jin who was in great pain.

If Aze hadn't called the dean, President Jin wouldn't know when he would receive treatment, let alone the vice dean personally performing the operation.

Junghwan knows Aze very well. He is such a sensitive person who doesn't want to trouble others.

But because that man was Jung-hwan's father, the father of his best brother, Aze put aside his own arrogance and asked others for help.

(End of this chapter)