Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

"If you want to cry, go out and cry. Don't cry in front of my father's operating room."

The light in the corridor shone on the girl. She walked slowly, her eyes as cold as ice, her murderous intent clear, and her whole body exuded a strong aura.

She didn't want to pay attention to the mother and daughter in front of her, and didn't even bother to waste time here, so she raised her head and said, "Godfather, let me do it." After passing by the crying mother and daughter, things were still unclear, but no matter what, , they are all the murderers of their father, and this matter will never be settled so simply.

Absolutely not.

Because Zheng Yunyong had already taken care of it, Long Qingcheng entered the operating room with almost no obstruction.

At this time, the operating room had entered a state of anxiety. The patient was bleeding heavily in many places, his blood oxygen saturation had dropped several times, and he was even unable to endure the operation.

Although they are all rescuing, everyone is talking about it.

Until there was a ding and a doctor came in.

Because he was wearing a surgical gown and was wrapped very tightly, no one could see clearly how old he was, but from the only exposed eyes, he could see that this person was not very big, and was even very young.

Many of the doctors inside frowned, were they waiting for such a young man?

If they can't perform the operation, what can this person do?

Are you kidding with your life?

Long Qingcheng raised his hands and walked to the position of the surgeon. His voice was cold and solemn, without a trace of emotion, "Get up, let me do it."

The voice is younger.

Not even over 30, maybe only over 20.

The doctor who performed the surgery was in his early 30s. He was notoriously strict in the hospital and even stayed in the hospital every day. He always put the patient first.

"I want this person to live, so I can't trust you with the patient's life."

The doctors next to me were dumbfounded. At that time, they also asked why the old man didn't respond when the dean said he was handing over the person. It turned out that he didn't refute because he didn't care at all whether someone came or not, and even if someone came, he didn't plan to go down. .

Long Qingcheng frowned and looked at the machine in the distance that had a red light, "You have done your best. It was you who snatched my father away from the hands of the King of Hell for 40 minutes. Now it's up to me."

Father? ? ?

Everyone looked at the person in front of them, who turned out to be the patient's daughter.

Long Qingcheng continued: "From now on, I want you to watch my surgery attentively. This can be regarded as a reward for you."

This reward will benefit them throughout their lives.

At first, they just thought that the person in front of them was talking big words, but since Long Qingcheng took over the operation, the amazing technique and the stable scalpel in her hand seemed to be given life.

The operation lasted for seven or eight hours, during which many crises were resolved one by one by Long Qingcheng.

This is the hand of God, an unparalleled grand professional surgery case.

They are even grateful to be here and be a part of the operation.

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The next day, in the morning.

As soon as Mr. Long woke up, he was informed by the housekeeper that Long Qingyun was hit by a car last night and was in critical condition. He was undergoing surgery.

The old man coughed deeply, poked his stick and stood up, "Quick, prepare the car, prepare the car!" Now his illness is getting worse and his life has come to an end.

Recognizing Long Qingyun is his only wish.

The old man hurried down the stairs attracted the attention of his family.

Seeing his father leaving in such a hurry, Father Long stood up in a hurry and asked, "Dad, what happened?"

"Your eldest brother had a car accident and I have to go there."

The butler opened the door at this time and said, "Sir, the car has arrived."

Father Long picked up his suit jacket, stood up and echoed: "I'll go to Dad too."

Long Langhuan almost threw down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up quickly, "Grandpa, Dad, I'm going too. I also want to see the uncle I've never met before."

Because they were in a hurry to leave, they didn't see the flash of guilt in Long Langhuan's eyes. She couldn't calm down at home now. She wanted to know if something happened to Long Qingyun.

outside the operating room.

Ying Lei handed the investigated information to Di Yuan Jue's hands.

The two people were on the other side of the corridor. The man's eyes narrowed slightly, an icy chill enveloped him, and murderous intent surged, "Long Chaoyang is very courageous."

Ying Lei didn't even expect that it was planned by Long Chaoyang and Long Langhuan. Their relatives were just motivated by profit.

"Master Jiu, about this matter..."

Di Yuanjue stood in the corridor dressed in black. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The clouds of smoke blurred his handsome face. He took a few puffs of smoke, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. People shudder.

The breeze was blowing, even though it was a warm wind, but when it came to the corridor, it was gloomy.

Ying Lei heard Jiu Ye's words: "We'll wait for Qingcheng to make a decision."

At this time, there was a noise in the quiet corridor.

"Long Qingyun, how is Long Qingyun?"

Everyone turned and looked over. It was the old man of the Long family. The dean had seen him before. He pursed his lips and his hands were stained with sweat. Who was he inside? How could he have alerted so many big shots.

They had some kind of monster in their yard.

The dean quickly stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Long, Mr. Long Qingyun is undergoing surgery now, and the situation inside is not clear yet."

"What happened? Why was there a car accident?" His cane kept poking and colliding with the floor, making a harsh sound.

Di Yuanjue threw down his cigarette without caring about his elders. He threatened sternly and arrogantly: "Old man, this is a hospital. Please be quiet."

He no longer even calls the old man, nor is he as respectful as before.

Only then did Grandpa Long see the existence of Di Yuan Jue.

"Yuan Jue, are you there?"

Just as Di Yuanjue was about to say something, the red light in the operating room dimmed, and everyone stopped talking and all stepped forward.

The doctor came out, not Long Qingcheng.

The dean's heart was already in his throat, "Director Zhao, how are you?"

"Genius, a genius that only happens once in a century, not in ten thousand years..." The doctor in front of him was intoxicated by this top-notch surgery, and everyone was a little confused by the doctor's words.

The doctor then felt that he had lost his composure, said sorry, and continued to talk about the patient, "The operation was successful. As long as he can survive tonight, he will wake up."

A big stone fell in everyone's heart.

The dean couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Long Qingyun would die here, so any big boss here could tell him, the dean, to get out.

Di Yuanjue's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was hoarse after not sleeping all night, "Qingcheng...where are the doctors you entered halfway?" Just as he was about to say Qingcheng's name, it sounded below that these people didn't know Long Qingcheng at all.

"She was a little tired inside, so she didn't come out."