Song Huaicong stood at the door of the ward, holding the medical records in his hand and standing there in disbelief.

At this time, the old man's surgery had also begun to be arranged. The director of the operating room had already made preparations. Criss also pushed Mr. Zou towards the operating room.

Song Nanxi followed behind and walked over. The dean said to Song Nanxi respectfully: "The equipment for the operation has been prepared and can start at any time."

Song Nanxi nodded expressionlessly and entered the operating room under Song Huaicong's shocked eyes.

"She..." Before Song Huaicong could recover from what just happened, he saw Song Nanxi following Cris and the others into the operating room.

"Why can Song Nanxi go in? What is she going to do?" Seeing this, Song Huaicong rushed forward anxiously to stop him, but was stopped by the dean.

"Dr. Song, this is not your business." The director was anxious to perform surgery, so he didn't explain much to Song Huaicong.

After they entered the operating room, the door of the operating room slowly closed in front of Song Huaicong.

Song Huaicong stood at the door of the operating room for a long time, and he didn't calm down until Zou Sheng spoke.

"I don't know..." He looked at Zou Sheng and wanted to explain, but found that the more he explained, the more unclear he seemed to be.

It was the problem with his operation that made Teacher Zou's condition more serious, so he felt even more guilty when facing Zou Sheng.

"I know everything. Let's wait until the operation is over." Zou Sheng also looked serious at this time.

In the operating room at this time, Song Nanxi had already put on surgical clothes and was ready.

As her assistants, the dean and Cris had complete trust in her.

Song Nanxi looked calm and focused during the operation, and the operation was steady and ruthless.

After all, it was a brain operation. Almost no one in the hospital dared to perform this operation. If the operation failed, Mr. Zou's life would most likely be in danger.

For those experts, the success rate of this operation is only 5.00%, but if Song Nanxi performed it himself, it would be 15.00%.

This was the second time that the dean participated in Song Nanxi's surgery. This time, he was not as nervous and excited as the first time, and he watched more carefully.

Even for the second time, Song Nanxi's strong heart once again impressed the dean.

She kept an expressionless face during the entire operation. She made every decision with the hand holding the scalpel without any hesitation. No matter what special situation she encountered, she remained calm.

It seems that no matter how dangerous the situation is, she can always save it in her hands.

Not only that, the cooperation between her and Cris is also amazing. There was no communication between the two throughout the whole process, but with just one look from Song Nanxi, he knew what to do.

The operation was still ongoing, and Song Nanxi remained calm throughout the process, but Song Huaicong and Zou Sheng, who were sitting at the door of the operating room, both had solemn expressions.

Song Huaicong is still confused. Not only is he worried about Mr. Zou's surgery, but he also can't figure out why Song Nanxi can enter the operating room, but the director and Cris let her go?

The operation lasted for seven hours. Such a high-intensity operation kept Song Nanxi, the chief surgeon, in a highly focused state of mind.

Generally speaking, when the surgery lasts five hours, the body becomes a little overwhelmed.

Although Song Nanxi has a strong mental endurance, her body is still too thin. She can only endure this with strength.

After finally waiting for the operation to end, she seemed to be exhausted, and her fingers could not help but tremble.

"Sut it up." After she said to the dean and Cris, she turned and walked out of the operating room.

The operation was successful, and Mr. Zou's condition has been completely stabilized. At that time, he can continue to receive medication to help him recover slowly.

As soon as Song Nanxi walked out of the operating room, Song Huaicong and Zou Sheng hurriedly stood up and walked in her direction.

"The operation was successful." Song Nanxi looked at Zou Sheng and said.

Zou Sheng looked at Song Nanxi and said gratefully: "Thank you."

After Song Nanxi finished speaking, his vision suddenly went dark, and he fell straight forward.

Seeing this, Zou Sheng quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands.

At this time, Cris also walked out of the operating room, saw Zou Sheng holding Song Nanxi, and hurriedly walked over and took the person from his arms.

Seeing the tired look on Song Nanxi's face, Cris looked distressed: "Bao, take a good sleep first and leave the rest to me."

"Is she okay?" Zou Sheng was also frightened by Song Nanxi's appearance just now. The girl's body was so light that she weighed nothing in his arms.

He was now basically certain that the chief surgeon in the operating room was this little girl.

Didn't expect she had such a strong ability?

Therefore, there is no doubt that she is the Professor K they call her.

"What can happen? The operation took too long and I fell down from exhaustion. You can ask the director about the follow-up matters of the operation. I will take her away first." Cris hugged Song Nanxi gently and said to Zou Sheng. Then he raised his feet and walked towards the elevator entrance.

"Wait." At this time, Song Huaicong, who had been silent until now, suddenly called out to Cris.

Cris turned around and looked at him impatiently: "What kind of trouble do you want to cause? I tell you, my family is generous and I don't want to settle accounts with you, but I won't. It's not over between me and you, just wait for me On."

Song Huaicong's face was very complicated at this time. He looked at Song Nanxi who had fallen asleep in Cris's arms and asked, "Is she K?"

He just sat on the chair and thought about everything that had happened recently. Only K could perform Mr. Zou's surgery. When Song Nanxi followed the dean and Cris into the operating room, he didn't react for a while.

But when everything is figured out, there is only one answer.

Why is Criss so close to her, and why does a dean treat Song Nanxi so respectfully?He couldn't think of any answer except that she was K.

When Song Nanxi came out of the operating room just now, Song Huaicong also noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly. This was a condition that only occurred after high-intensity surgery.

At that time, he was already sure that Song Nanxi was Professor K.

Seeing that she fell tiredly into Zou Sheng's arms, Song Huaicong subconsciously wanted to help her, but was still a step slower because of his hesitation.

But even though he had guessed Song Nanxi's identity, he still couldn't believe it without hearing Criss and the others admit it personally.

He asked Cris to be more sure of his thoughts, but unfortunately Cris had no intention of telling him more. He sneered with disdain: "Whether she is a K or not, what does it have to do with you?"

After saying that, he stopped looking at Song Huaicong and turned around and went straight to the elevator.

Song Huaicong had actually determined Song Nanxi's identity in his heart, but he subconsciously didn't want to believe it. He didn't believe it. She was obviously from the countryside, how could she be K?

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