Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 446 I hope he can be happy for the rest of his life.
The next day, when Xu Qinghuan and Jiang Xingye were having dinner, Li Hu finally caught her in the cafeteria.

He carried his tray and, ignoring Jiang Xingye's murderous glare, sat down opposite Xu Qinghuan. "Hello, I'm Xu's homeroom teacher. I have something to discuss with her."

Jiang Xingye's gaze then softened.

"Senior Brother Li, what's the matter?" Xu Qinghuan stopped eating, holding her chopsticks.

Li Hu asked, "I heard you've been skipping English classes. Is it because you can't understand the lessons, or has something happened?"

Xu Qinghuan smiled. "Who told you I've been skipping English classes? The class monitor?"

Li Hu remained noncommittal, but the answer was clear.

Hearing this, Jiang Xingye also pricked up his ears to listen, his anger already burning. He and his wife went to the same school, and she was being bullied, yet he was completely unaware.

"On the first morning of the course, I went to the Army General Hospital with the dean at his request to attend a consultation. I thought it would only take half a day in the morning, so I asked for half a day off. I came back a little late and was ten minutes late for the first English class in the afternoon."

Xu Qinghuan was indeed quite angry. "That teacher said that I don't need to attend her classes anymore, and she won't allow me to enter the classroom."

pat.

Jiang Xingye's chopsticks were broken in his hand. He looked at Li Hu with icy eyes, as if Li Hu were the English teacher.

Xu Qinghuan pressed down on his wrist, and Jiang Xingye's anger dissipated like a bubble being punctured.

Li Hu hurriedly said, "I don't know about this. I just heard that you've been missing classes for almost a week, so I came to ask about the situation."

Xu Qinghuan thanked her and said, "I know it was wrong of me to be late without a reason, but I have already asked the teacher for forgiveness. However, I don't understand why she is holding onto this point."

Since you asked, I hope you can help me report this matter to the school. I want to receive the school's disciplinary action, not just the punishment from a teacher who is biased against me.

Li Hu said, "You definitely didn't do this 'without reason,' don't worry, I will report this to the school. However... I heard that Professor Cen is going to take on a last disciple, and he will choose from the freshmen. If you keep skipping classes, it will have a very bad influence."

Xu Qinghuan didn't take the so-called closed-door disciple to heart, so she didn't ask whether it was "Professor Cen," "Professor Chen," or "Professor Cheng."

“It’s not that I don’t want to go, but that teacher said I’m not allowed to enter the classroom for any of her classes.”

Li Hu originally wanted to tell her to bow down and apologize to the teacher, but after thinking about it, he decided to put aside that idea for the time being and wait for an opportunity to talk about it in private.

His main fear was that if he said this, Xu Qinghuan's man would beat him.

The three of them didn't say anything more, and soon finished their meal, parting ways at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jiang Xingye forcibly pulled Xu Qinghuan aside, his dark eyes fixed on her. "It's been so long, and you haven't told me anything!"

Xu Qinghuan knew she had touched a nerve. She originally wanted to say that she didn't want to attend that teacher's class at all, but the words caught in her throat as she said worriedly, "I don't have the mind to deal with this matter for the time being."

"What happened?" Jiang Xingye's tone softened as expected.

Xu Qinghuan told him about the consultation at the Army General Hospital on Monday. "When I took my dad's pulse before, I noticed that his heart was not very good. I asked him many times, and he always said that he was fine. Maybe he just didn't get enough rest."
The patient's condition was similar to my father's; if that's the case, then it makes sense that my father had a heart problem.

At this moment, Jiang Xingye really had no mind to pay attention to the English class. "Don't worry, I'll go ask."

"Who are you going to ask?" Xu Qinghuan stopped him. "No need to ask. The surgery is scheduled for next week. We can't delay any longer. If I'm going to perform this surgery, the higher-ups will definitely explain this to me."

"Then...can you do it?"

Putting everything else aside, Jiang Xingye could tell that this surgery was extremely difficult. Xu Qinghuan said, "Currently, it seems that only I can perform the surgery with the highest safety margin. I know that if the surgery fails, I may never be able to hold a scalpel again for the rest of my life, but he is my father."

This shrapnel could pierce his heart at any moment; I can't just stand by and watch him die.

She didn't want to hand her father's fate over to someone else.

Jiang Xingye didn't care that they were on campus and pulled her into his arms. "Whenever you schedule the surgery, I'll go with you."

"it is good!"

Jian Jingchuan directly rejected the arrangement for Xu Qinghuan to perform the surgery on him, saying, "No, I will not accept my daughter performing the surgery on me. Have you considered the consequences if it fails?"

Shao Lizhong said, “This surgery does indeed have a high risk, but after screening, we found that if another doctor were to perform the surgery on you, the risk would be even greater, with a success rate of less than 30%. However, if Dr. Xu were to perform this surgery, the success rate would be over 80%.”

Seeing his disbelief, Wu Banghui explained, "So far, the only doctor we know of in the world who can perform surgery and use needles so skillfully is Dr. Xu. The biggest risk we anticipate is that if a blood vessel near the heart is damaged, needles will be needed to stop the bleeding."

Only Dr. Xu can do this.

Jian Jingchuan said, "Then let's not do this surgery!"

Shao Lizhong shook his head. "This is an arrangement by the organization, and we can only obey the organization's orders. Besides, our suggestion is that Dr. Xu decides whether to do it or not."

Jian Jingchuan refused, saying, "I can't tell her about my situation."

“I already guessed it!” Xu Qinghuan’s fingers traced the paint pattern of “Serve the People” on the tea mug as she said to Huo Fuhai, “Grandpa, I knew long ago that my father’s health was not good and that he had some heart problems. I guessed it during the consultation on Monday.”

Huo Fuhai was taken aback by this, and he was speechless for a long time.

“I’ll perform my father’s surgery!” she offered. “I don’t trust anyone else to do it. If it fails, I’ll never be able to forgive myself.”

Huo Fuhai reminded her, "You might fail even if you do it yourself. What will you do then?"

Xu Qinghuan wiped away her tears. "I will be very careful, very cautious, and I will do everything I can to succeed. I will try my best not to fail!"

Huo Fuhai felt very sorry for the child. "If that's how you think, then I don't dare let you perform this surgery."

Xu Qinghuan said, "Grandpa, my father is still very young. I hope he can be happy for the rest of his life. I also hope that fate will treat him kindly. I believe in my abilities, and I can definitely do it."

Huo Fuhai did not give her a definite answer, "I need to consider your request."

After Xu Qinghuan left, he sat there for a long time, lost in thought.

This was indeed a difficult decision for him.

The old man has experienced countless hardships and obstacles in his life, but what truly puts a person in a difficult position is often the choice made by human nature.

The first class in the afternoon was pathology. Xu Qinghuan arrived five minutes early. There were plenty of empty seats, so she sat down in a seat in the second group of the first row. She took out her book and was taken aback when she saw the professor come in.

　Enjoy reading, my darlings!

　　It will be finished in a few days, not too long.

　　(End of this chapter)