I accidentally messed with a wealthy family, and my blind date was the CEO.

Jiang Yuzhu looked at Pei Jingchuan, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes: "It's okay, I know you are worried about me."

The car continued to drive in the night, and the misunderstanding between the two people was completely eliminated. Jiang Yuzhu relaxed. She leaned on Pei Jingchuan's shoulder, enjoying each other's company. Pei Jingchuan gently held her hand, his expression full of tenderness.

The next day, when Yan Zeqing saw Jiang Yuzhu walking in the corridor of the hospital, his heartbeat accelerated. The harsh words on the phone last night made him feel extremely nervous and scared, fearing that Jiang Yuzhu would retaliate against him and affect his treatment.

When Jiang Yuzhu approached Yan Zeqing, her face did not show any emotion. She glanced at Yan Zeqing lightly, with a serious expression on her face. This glance made Yan Zeqing feel a little relieved, but also a little uneasy at the same time.

Yan Zeqing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to apologize, but under Jiang Yuzhu's indifferent gaze, he retracted his words. His heart was filled with confusion and self-blame.

Jiang Yuzhu stopped and faced Yan Zeqing. Her tone was calm: "Yan Zeqing, I hope you can understand that as a doctor, my responsibility is to treat patients. I will not participate in anything that has nothing to do with treatment. Please concentrate on your treatment in the hospital and don't behave like this again."

Yan Zeqing nodded, his voice low: "I understand, Doctor Jiang. I'm really sorry."

Jiang Yuzhu didn't say much, turned around and continued her work. Yan Zeqing stood there, looking at Jiang Yuzhu's back, feeling both regret and relief in his heart. He understood that from now on, he should focus more on his own treatment.

This experience brought profound lessons to Yan Zeqing and made him respect Jiang Yuzhu's professionalism and boundaries as a doctor even more.

In the afternoon, Yan Zeqing's second course of surgery is about to begin. He was gently pushed into the operating room, feeling nervous. The phone call incident last night made him deeply worried about Jiang Yuzhu. He was afraid that Jiang Yuzhu would not come to perform surgery on him because of his behavior.

Lying on the operating table, Yan Zeqing kept looking around and asking other doctors who entered the operating room from time to time: "Will Dr. Jiang come?"

The doctors understood Yan Zeqing's anxiety, and they tried their best to comfort him: "Don't worry, Mr. Yan. Dr. Jiang is your attending doctor, of course she will come."

Yan Zeqing's heart was still uneasy. His impression of Jiang Yuzhu had changed from an initial favorable impression to a deep awe. He knew that his previous behavior had crossed the line, and his only hope now was that Jiang Yuzhu could follow her professional ethics and give him the necessary treatment.

As the time for surgery approaches, the hospital's operating room is filled with a busy atmosphere. Yan Zeqing was lying on the operating table, staring nervously at the door of the operating room, filled with fear. Although the doctors repeatedly assured that Jiang Yuzhu would appear, as time passed, Yan Zeqing's anxiety gradually escalated, almost reaching the edge of collapse.

The door to the operating room opened from time to time, and each time Yan Zeqing's heart beat faster, anticipating Jiang Yuzhu's appearance. However, every time the person who came in was not the one he expected. Despair gradually appeared in Yan Zeqing's eyes, his breathing became rapid, and he even began to tremble slightly.

"She...will she really come?" Yan Zeqing's voice was trembling, and tears began to well up in his eyes. He began to worry whether Jiang Yuzhu decided not to be responsible for his surgery because of last night's incident.

Seeing this, the nurse around him quickly stepped forward to comfort him, trying to ease his nervousness. "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, Dr. Jiang is a very responsible doctor, and she will definitely come. You just need to relax and trust us."

Yan Zeqing tried his best to take a few deep breaths, trying to calm down his emotions. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.

Just when Yan Zeqing was nervous, nervous, and almost desperate, the door of the operating room slowly opened, and Jiang Yuzhu's figure appeared at the door. She was wearing neat surgical clothes and had a serious expression. Yan Zeqing's eyes widened for a moment, and when he saw Jiang Yuzhu appear, a look of relief appeared on his face involuntarily. His body relaxed slightly, and his eyes shone with gratitude.

Jiang Yuzhu walked to Yan Zeqing's operating table, her eyes were still so calm. Seeing Yan Zeqing's reaction, she gently reminded him: "Mr. Yan, I hope you can control your emotions. This is the critical moment of the operation, and you need to stay calm."

Yan Zeqing nodded quickly and tried his best to suppress his inner excitement. He adjusted his breathing and lay down on the operating table, ready for the operation. His eyes were full of trust in Jiang Yuzhu.

Jiang Yuzhu began to prepare for surgery, and every move she made appeared extremely professional and precise. Her attentiveness makes the atmosphere in the operating room peaceful and professional. Other doctors and nurses were silently assisting to ensure that the operation went smoothly.

At the last moment before the operation started, Jiang Yuzhu glanced at Yan Zeqing, and there was a hint of comfort and encouragement in her eyes: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Yan Zeqing closed his eyes, took a deep breath, relaxed completely, and handed over his fate to Jiang Yuzhu and her team.

The door of the operating room slowly closed again, and what came from inside was the steady sound of instructions from the doctors and the low sound of the operation of medical equipment. The outside world seems to be cut off from here, and the operating room has become a quiet space focused on life saving.

During the intense hours of surgery, the operating room was filled with an atmosphere of concentration. Jiang Yuzhu's technique was steady, and every movement she made was extremely accurate, ensuring that the operation could go smoothly. Her colleagues, including assistants and nurses, tacitly cooperated with her every step to ensure the smooth progress of the operation.

The lights in the operating room are bright, reflecting everyone's focused faces. The low and rhythmic sound of medical equipment became the background music of this operation. In this serious and vital space, everyone is focused on every detail of the surgery to ensure the best surgical results.

During the operation, the doctors communicated with each other, sometimes discussing in low voices, sometimes making quick decisions, but the entire operating room always maintained an orderly atmosphere. As the chief surgeon, Jiang Yuzhu’s professionalism filled the entire team with confidence.

Finally, after several hours of precise operation, the operation ended successfully. Yan Zeqing was carefully moved from the operating table to the gurney and pushed out of the operating room.

The medical staff gently pushed Yan Zeqing to the recovery room. His face was still affected by the anesthetic, but he looked calm. The doctors and nurses in the operating room exchanged looks of satisfaction and were pleased with the success of the operation.