One corpse, two lives? The sinister boss dug up her grave!

No wonder my son was behaving a little strangely.

Huo Yanli immediately called the bank and froze the card.

Simultaneously.

He gave orders to have someone investigate the location of the cell phone.

He doesn't care about the money of a mobile phone.

But the person who picked up the phone used the money in the card at will.

Based on this point alone, Huo Yanli planned to teach the other party a lesson.

Do it all.

Huo Yanli put away his phone and looked back at the operating room in front of him. His eyes were a little heavy: "Someone come."

"Yes! Sir, what can I do for you?"

Huo Yanli said with a sullen face: "Call the dean over, I have something to ask."

"Yes!"

ten minutes later.

The hospital director quickly appeared in front of Huo Yanli.

The dean was a middle-aged man who was about to retire. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and panted: "Mr. Huo, you called me?"

Huo Yanli pursed his lips, and his deep gaze fell on the middle-aged man: "You participated in all the meetings for this operation. I want to know what the success rate is."

The dean looked a little embarrassed. He glanced in the direction of the operating room, swallowed, and didn't dare to speak.

Huo Yanli's eyes became even colder: "Speak!"

"Mr. Huo, the old lady's operation is very risky. If it were performed by a doctor from our hospital, I'm afraid the success rate would not exceed 5 percent." The dean had a heavy expression and did not hide anything.

A five percent success rate is already very low.

In contrast, the failure rate directly increased to ninety-five percent!

and.

This is even though all the conditions in the hospital, including the doctors, are top-notch in the country.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, the dean did not hesitate and quickly added, "However, Expert Y is different. I have seen all of Expert Y's previous surgical cases. I think if Expert Y performs the operation, the success rate should be greatly improved, at least 20%! This is already the world's top level."

Even if it's a 20 percent success rate.

It’s still too low.

Huo Yanli's expression was still gloomy.

This was not what he wanted to hear.

Thinking of something, the dean looked towards the operating room with a gloomy expression: "It's just that the operation has suddenly been moved up... The success rate of this operation may be..."

The dean didn't even dare to say the words "will reduce" in front of Huo Yanli.

The air became solid.

The dean stood cautiously beside Huo Yanli and sighed quietly.

seriously.

Mrs. Huo was unlucky. She went into the operating room before Expert Y had time to familiarize himself with her condition.

Maybe, even if expert Y is the surgeon, the success rate this time might only be in the single digits.

Just when the dean had almost given up hope on this operation.

The door of the operating room opened.

The dean's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

He knew that if the operation failed.

He might not even be able to keep his dinner.

Huo Yanli's eyes also raised instantly, and his pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the direction of the operating room.

The first person to come out was Yu Yin.

Her eyes, revealed through the mask, were still indifferent and without any emotion.

In silence.

Huo Yanli heard his voice was a little hoarse: "How was the operation?"

She stared at Huo Yanli calmly: "Congratulations, Mr. Huo, the operation was successful."

Dean: “!”

In the corridor.

Xu Fei, who was following behind Huo Yanli, reacted immediately. He excitedly waved his fist in the air: "YES! This is really great!"

In the operating room, medical staff pushed out Mrs. Huo, who was still unconscious.

A group of medical staff said excitedly: "Mr. Huo, congratulations, the old lady is out of danger! I believe she will recover soon!"

"Mr. Huo, congratulations. I believe the old lady will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Yu Yin stepped back and stood outside the crowd, staring at the scene of everyone surrounding Huo Yanli, then lowered her eyelids and left silently.

Yu Yin took out her cell phone and was about to call Hua Cheng.

I saw the message Huacheng sent an hour ago.

"Boss, the young master of the Huo family looks so much like Mo Bao. Is there a possibility that he and Mo Bao are brothers?"