Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

After Gu Weiyi walked away, the people in the box regained their voices and cursed and said a lot of unsightly things to feel a little better.

After searching for a new office address for two days in a row, they couldn't find a satisfactory one, and they almost turned around J city.

Tu Meiling paralyzed under the air conditioner in the cafe: "I usually see a lot of tall buildings, why do I have to find them so hard?"

Although Wen Qian didn't collapse like Tu Meiling did, she closed her eyes and enjoyed a moment of peace: "You have to find it even if you're struggling."

Flipping through the sorted materials, preparing to go to the next one, suddenly the phone rang.

"Xiaoran?" After returning to China, she has been busy with work and has not contacted Meng Xiaoran. Meng Xiaoran should have known from Chu Feng that she is very busy, so she usually does not bother her.

"It's not good. Auntie has a heart attack. I'm in an ambulance now. Come quickly."

The servant in the apartment made an emergency call, but she didn't expect it to be Shen Qing.

Wen Qian stood up abruptly, the coffee in front of her was overturned by a vigorous movement, and her face dropped to freezing point in an instant.

Tu Meiling noticed something, and stood up from the prone position.

"what happened?"

"My mother has a heart attack, let's go!" Wen Qian picked up the car keys and rushed out, her hands trembling, and she couldn't even open the car door when she got more anxious.

Tu Meiling pulled her away: "I'll drive." She didn't feel at ease driving in this state.

At the same time, Fu Yicheng also received the news, and rushed to the hospital while calling Wen Qian.

Wen Qian had to swipe several times to answer the phone call before reaching the exact location: "Yicheng." Her voice was already hoarse.

"Don't worry, I'm rushing to the hospital now, Mom will be fine."

"En." Wen Qian has comforted herself no less than a hundred times like this, but she still can't help worrying. This is a heart attack, the most dangerous thing.

"You said that mom is usually fine, why suddenly?"

The servants Fu Yicheng hired were all certified nutritionists, and surveillance cameras were installed in the apartment. Shen Qing's work and rest have always been normal.

"Wait until the hospital." Fu Yicheng didn't know the specific situation, so it's hard to draw a conclusion. It might be that Shen Qing ate something wrong just now.

Wen Qian and Tu Meiling were a little far away from the hospital because they were looking for a building, and the operation had already been completed when they arrived.

Meng Xiaoran performed the surgery himself, and when the operating lights went out, he led several doctors and nurses out of the operating room with serious expressions.

"Xiaoran, what's the matter?" Wen Qian was still panting because she ran so fast, Tu Meiling tried her best to catch up and was still more than ten meters behind Wen Qian, so she could only ensure that Wen Qian was within her sight.

"There is no result yet. I will take the doctor to a meeting. My aunt has been sent to the ICU and cannot go in for the time being."

Wen Qian just wanted to see Shen Qing soon, and followed the nurse without looking back.

Meng Xiaoran took off the gloves and handed them to the assistant. The doctor behind him knew that this patient was very important.

"Mengyuan, the patient's heart is an old injury, and it is not easy to drag it until now."

If he had come to the hospital for systematic treatment as early as the last heart attack, there might be a possibility of saving it.

"I know." Meng Xiaoran strode toward the meeting room in strides. Although she had learned a lot, the seniors had more say in her heart.

"Then why didn't you tell the patient's family just now?" Another doctor walked on the other side of Meng Xiaoran.

The two of them took up the positions next to Meng Xiaoran, one on the left and one on the right.

After entering the meeting room, Meng Xiaoran replied after closing the door: "Didn't you see the emotion of the patient's family? I'll tell her after the meeting."

Wen Qian came in a hurry, her body was already worn out, if she was told the news at this time, she might faint on the spot.

"Now the patient's heart must not last long."

Meng Xiaoran sat at the highest position: "Is there really nothing you can do?"

"There is a solution, but I'm afraid that the family members of the patient will not agree." They were very interested in Shen Qing's case of heart disease, which has always been a difficult problem in China.

"If the patient and the patient's family agree that we use Shen Qing to study, maybe we can find a way."

But this kind of thing is inhuman after all.

As soon as this proposal came out, there were many voices of approval in the conference room. Seeing the nervous anger of the patient's family just now, they might agree.

"I will discuss with my friend. You should first use the latest plan brought back by the dean to study Shen Qing's case, and see if there is any possibility of delay. The meeting will be adjourned."

The equipment just brought back from the hospital is for heart disease.

Wen Qian was lying outside the window of the ICU. There was only Shen Qing and a lot of cold instruments in the ward. Shen Qing closed her eyes tightly and slept soundly.

Tears flowed down from her eyes unconsciously, and Wen Qian couldn't remember the last time she shed tears. Even at the lowest point of her career, she never shed a single tear when she was bullied in other cities.

Tu Meiling sat on the other side of the aisle, staring at Wen Qian but didn't bother her until Fu Yicheng came.

He came here with Meng Xiaoran, just in time to meet Meng Xiaoran coming out of the conference room, and learned about the whole situation.

Wen Qian saw Fu Yicheng and Meng Xiaoran through the glass window, but she didn't want to look back.

Fu Yicheng's gentle palm fell on Wen Qian's shoulder, silently comforting her.

"Can Sissy go in and take a look?"

"Only after 24 hours, Sissy, I want to tell you about my aunt's condition. Her heart was already suspended by diet and medicine, but now her heart is overloaded to the limit. I'm afraid..."

Meng Xiaoran's white coat was suddenly grabbed by Wen Qian, so frightened that she forgot what she was about to say next.

"How could it be? Didn't you say she was cured last time?"

"That's only temporary." Meng Xiaoran's white coat was almost torn off by Wen Qian, but he still wanted to tell the truth.

"Why did it happen suddenly? Have you found out the reason?" Fu Yicheng held Wen Qian's waist and let her hands drop from Shen Qing's body.

He has always controlled the information Shen Qing receives. Shen Qing has never seen any of the remarks about Wen Qian being hacked, and they are all praises for Wen Qian.

It's too late for Shen Qing to be happy, so it's impossible to be stimulated to get sick.

"It's a problem with the heart itself."

"We know, you are quite tired from the operation, go back and rest first."

Meng Xiaoran looked at Wen Qian worriedly, no matter how comforting this kind of thing was, it would be futile, only when Shen Qing got better, Wen Qian would get better: "Okay." Tu Meiling also left.

Wen Qian hugged herself and stood in front of the ICU, waiting for 24 hours to enter.

The tears in my eyes had all dried up, and my makeup looked as if I had just returned from a construction site, and my eyes were dull and dull.

Fu Yicheng asked Zhao Daixin to buy simple utensils for food and cleaning, wiped Wen Qian's cat-like face clean, and fed her food one bite at a time.