Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Hospital, Surgery Building, outside the operating room on the 16th floor.

When Dean Guo Siming was in a state of panic, an unexpected phone call made him feel like he had seen a savior. He didn't even bother to comfort the Lu family. He hurriedly ran to a quiet corner with his mobile phone.

The call was connected, but before Guo Siming could ask for help, he started talking.

The other party asked first: "What's Lu Xixiao's current condition? Did anything unexpected happen during the operation?"

After a moment of shock, Guo Siming almost cried out of excitement.

Although he didn't know how this surgical genius knew the situation in the hospital, he was not sure whether he wanted to help or whether he was wasting his time, and he had no idea where he was now.

He reported Lu Xixiao's situation to the other party in one go.

When Wen Li heard that Lu Xixiao was shot in the heart, his eyes flashed slightly, but he did not rush to think about it too deeply.

Even if Lu Xixiao was a businessman with a completely innocent background, it was not surprising that he would encounter danger given his dominance in the business world. What's more, his background was not innocent, so it was normal for him to be shot.

"Doctor Lu insisted on removing the bullet even though the best time had already passed..."

"We're already preparing to implement a second plan to give the patient a heart transplant, but the Lu family no longer trusts Dr. Lu."

A heart transplant is not an ordinary surgery. Not to mention the risks, it will be troublesome if rejection occurs in the future.

"As long as he's still alive, I'll be there in ten minutes. Try to keep him alive. Don't rush to replace his heart. Wait for me."

Guo Siming was so excited that he almost burst into tears: "You want to come? That's great, there's hope, there's hope..."

Wen Li lowered his voice: "Is he injured or sick? Tell me his medical history in detail."

Guo Siming quickly said, "About four months ago, the patient was shot in the heart..."

More than four months ago?

Wen Li's expression froze and he frowned at that moment.

The scene of her shooting a bastard in Nanyang and being bombed by him that day immediately emerged in her mind.

The time and injury match, is it a coincidence?

Wen Li tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

"Due to limited medical care, the patient was unable to remove the bullet in time, and it wasn't until the second surgery today..."

Wen Li waited patiently for Guo Siming to finish speaking before asking him, "Do you know where the patient was injured?"

"The patient did not disclose."

With a sudden brake,

Wen Li got out of the car: "I'm already at the hospital."

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong, so she said, "Listen carefully, you must not reveal any information about me to the Lu family, including the fact that I performed this surgery."

If you save Lu Xixiao, you will become a guest of honor in the Lu family and truly achieve enlightenment.

Why not want this immense wealth?

Are all big bosses so indifferent to fame and fortune?

"Yes, yes, definitely."

Although he didn't understand, Guo Siming dared not refuse.

after that,

Guo Siming first stopped the second plan which had not yet been implemented, and then left the Lu family behind and ran away.

When the Lu family was about to tear down the entire hospital, Guo Siming hurried back with several doctors.

"Everyone, this is our new surgeon. Don't worry, Mr. Lu will be fine. I guarantee it with my life."

As a doctor who treats and saves lives and the dean of the hospital, Guo Siming even said this in order to reassure the Lu family.

He had the confidence to issue this military order because of the surgical genius behind him.

Wen Li, who had changed his clothes and was wearing a mask, with only his eyes exposed, walked quickly among several doctors.

She did not look at the Lu family members, but the next second her eyes were fixed on the small figure outside the operating room.

Lu Jingyuan.

Wen Li couldn't help but feel surprised.

The little guy's face was covered with tears. He stood there quietly, staring at the operating room door in front of him without blinking. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but just shed tears silently.

Is Lu Jingyuan a member of the Lu family?

Wen Li suddenly remembered the man marked by the Black General—Lu Jingyuan's father. That face, which looked either sick or covered in old injuries...she immediately thought it looked familiar.

Wen Li's eyes immediately swept over the Lu family members. Not counting the bodyguards, there were more than thirty family members alone.

Sure enough, the man was not among them.

Instead, she saw the unlucky guy who was kicked by her - Uncle Lu Jingyuan.

He was a grown man, but he cried so hard that his face was covered with tears and snot. If you didn't know, you would think the person inside was dead. He was not as strong as Lu Jingyuan.

So what's inside is...

While her thoughts were racing, she had already entered the operating room.

After changing into surgical gown and disinfecting it, Wen Li walked towards the operating table.

Wen Li got the answer when he saw the man on the operating table.

The man's eyes were tightly closed, his face expressionless, and his weak breath diminished the murderous aura in him.

Looking at it now, it looks much better.

It was him.

Lu Jingyuan's father is actually Lu Xixiao.

The situation was urgent. Wen Li quickly withdrew his gaze from Lu Xixiao's face and entered the state: "Heart rate."

A race against time rescue effort began in the operating room. Outside the operating room, the Lu family members were anxious and paced back and forth.

The shadowless lamp above the head shines directly, making everything on the operating table visible.

"Surgical scissors."

"Surgical forceps."

"Vascular clamp."

"... "

In his drowsy consciousness, a calm and composed voice among a bunch of noisy voices vaguely came into Lu Xixiao's ears.

It's a female voice.

It doesn't sound real.

Yet it felt strangely familiar.

It seems like I've heard it somewhere.

As the operation unfolds.

All the medical staff, including Guo Siming who followed in, were amazed by Wen Li's unique skills.

stable!

So stable!

He is worthy of the title of "God of Medicine". The entire medical community is madly chasing after him, but they can only look up to him.

Guo Siming, who had once had the good fortune to observe this surgical genius perform surgery from a distance, was still shocked when he saw it again with his own eyes.

Not to mention the others who have never seen the world.

They all looked at Wen Li eagerly, feeling extremely honored. They could brag about having performed the same operation with Dawn for the rest of their lives.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, the bullet that was deeply embedded in Lu Xixiao's heart was removed.

Wen Li's strong psychological quality allowed him to concentrate for a single moment during the more than three-hour operation.

Wen Li stared at the bloody bullet tip on the surgical forceps, and his guess was about to be confirmed.

His sight fell on the bullet head.

When Wen Li saw the model and confirmed that the bullet came from her sniper rifle, emotions surged in her eyes.

The surging murderous intent was released in an instant.

It's him!

The bastard who blew her up in Nanyang was Lu Xixiao!

This bullet was her masterpiece.

At that time, the bastard was standing with his back to her, and the darkness blocked her view of his face.

Sure enough, there are not so many coincidences in this world.

When Wen Li heard Guo Siming say that he was shot in the heart more than four months ago, he started to guess, but he didn't expect it was the same person.

Wen Li wanted to curse!

In just a few seconds, I had several inner battles.

In the end, reason prevailed.

With a clear sound, the bullet head was thrown into the tray.

"Suture it." Wen Li said, turned around and walked away.

As the operating room door opened, Lu Xixiao was pushed out.

Guo Siming wiped the sweat from his forehead, his excited heart still not calming down: "The operation was very successful, the bullet has been removed."

He has lived for decades, but never had a day as thrilling as today. Fortunately, he has a good heart, otherwise he would have to go in for rescue.

He almost thought that today would be his last day in this industry. No, if Lu Xixiao died in his hospital due to a medical accident, ruining his career would be the least of his worries.

Hearing that the operation was successful, the Lu family members all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Woooo..."

The little guy finally couldn't help sobbing.

Wen Li, who followed behind, looked at the crying little guy with a complicated expression. His irritation grew and his bloodshot eyes were cold.

Guo Siming turned around to look for Wen Li, but found that he was gone.