Gao Hui opened her makeup bag, took out a lipstick, and carefully traced her lip line in the mirror, "You can skip shopping, but don’t miss the good show this afternoon."
The two were puzzled, "What show?"
After retouching her lipstick, her bright red lips curved into a conspiratorial smile, "The patient in bed 15 is already half-dead; even if Doctor Nan were Hua Tuo reincarnated, he couldn’t save him."
The person who had been hanging their head suddenly beca spirited, "I heard that patient’s family is quite fierce, they show no respect to anyone, and even the on-duty nurse got slapped!"
Gao Hui looked at her reflection in the mirror, casually putting away her makeup supplies, "That’s why such a spectacular scene can’t be missed."
...
Qin Zhenzhen listened, boiling with rage, yet helpless.
Sharing a restroom with such a group of people, she felt disgusted!
She stomped her feet, turned, and headed upstairs, unable to stop worrying as she walked.
She didn’t know whether Doctor Nan could perform a miracle that afternoon.
Although everyone had already anticipated it, if the patient really died on the operating table...
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Half an hour before the surgery.
The elevator stopped on the fourteenth floor, and Nan Wan stepped out of the elevator door. The closer she got to that ward, the lighter her steps beca.
The passing nurse politely greeted her, "Doctor Nan, coming to see your brother?"
It was truly rare; it was the first ti she’d seen Doctor Nan here in such a long ti.
Nan Wan didn’t speak, only nodding slightly.
When she reached the ward door, she didn’t go in. Through the glass, she could clearly see everything inside.
The beige curtains were gathered at the sides, and the winter sunlight scattered indoors, warm and serene.
There was a dozing caregiver, fresh fruit, and fresh lilies.
And... Nan Ze, looking as if he were just asleep.
He lay quietly on the hospital bed, as if making up for all the sleep he had missed because of work.
Nan Wan stood outside the ward, while Shen Zhii stood at the staircase.
Nan Wan looked at the people in the ward, Shen Zhii looked at her.
...
The crisp sound of footsteps gradually beca clear, getting closer, and finally stopped to the left.
Nan Wan’s gaze remained on the hospital bed, her voice very low, "You think, I got married, and yet my third brother was the last to know, would he be mad?"
Shen Zhii locked arms with her, resting her head lightly on her shoulder, looking at her loved one with more tenderness than the gentle sunlight.
Lightly laughing, she said, "You wait and see; he’ll give you a good beating."
The scent of disinfectant rged on the two of them.
Their expressions were relaxed, with faint smiles on their cheeks, just like sitting together in a rocking chair, enjoying the spring breeze and the beautiful sunset.
Nan Wan lifted her hand to push her head away, with a look of slight disdain, "By the sound of it, you’re ready to cheer from the sidelines?"
Shen Zhii leaned back again, "Of course, you’ve bullied for so many years, and now that I’ve found a backer, I’m going to give it all back."
Nan Wan pushed her away again, turning to walk to the elevator, "When Jiashu is on winter vacation, you can take him abroad yourself."
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhii instantly backed down, hanging onto Nan Wan just like Xu Moyi would, shaking her arm in a flattering manner, "Miss Nan, I know I was wrong."
Nan Wan remained expressionless, not even showing a hint of wanting to laugh, "Let go, I have to go into the operating room now."
Shen Zhii put aside her intentionally relaxed deanor, watching the slender yet strong and fearless back, she seriously called her na, "Wanwan."
Nan Wan stopped and turned back, "What?"
Shen Zhii stepped up to her, opening her arms to hug her, "I’m here."
It was warm.
Nan Wan’s uneasy heart cald down, and the inexplicable pain inside her wasn’t as evident anymore.
Her lips curled up, but her voice remained steady, "You’re really disgustingly cheesy."
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At 5:37 in the afternoon.
The door of the operating room opened, and the family mbers waiting outside rushed up, anxiously asking, "Doctor, was the surgery successful?"
As they shouted, they tried to push into the operating room.
The assistant doctor and nurse quickly blocked them, saying the coldest words in the world, "I’m sorry, we did our best."
The old man with a head full of white hair went pale and fainted on the spot upon hearing this.
The sound of doctors resuscitating, family mbers crying out, the scene was extrely chaotic.
The patient’s wife saw Nan Wan erging from the operating room, pushed aside the daughter holding her, and strode toward Nan Wan, landing a resounding slap.
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