Zuo Cheng was a little surprised.

Sir, is he making an exception today because of Miss Zhiyun?!

However, Zuo Cheng did not ask any more questions and immediately went to prepare the car.

After the car arrived at the hospital, Han Qingrang had arranged in advance that the patient had been transferred to his care. This move even alarmed the dean.

I thought that this special patient knew Dr. Han.

The reason why it is "special" is because of Situ Ling's identity.

In the ward.

A British butler was standing beside the bed, while Situ Ling was lying on the bed without an oxygen tube. There were several minor abrasions on his elbows, palms and back, and a minor bruise on the back of his head. It was that bruise on the back of his head that caused him to fall into a coma.

But it's not serious, he is now showing signs of waking up.

"Doctor, how is my young master doing now?" The British butler asked in fluent English. His tone was not kind, but very rigid, like a mechanical voice.

Han Qingrang pretended not to hear.

Because of Situ Ling's status, the dean came in person. Seeing that Han Qingrang remained silent, fearing to cause unnecessary trouble, the dean answered for him: "The examination results are out, it's just a minor abrasion, the situation is not serious."

The British butler's face darkened. "It's just a minor scratch, so why is the young master still unconscious?"

The dean asked, "Has the perpetrator been found?"

"If she dares to hit the young master with her car, she won't be able to escape even if she goes to the ends of the earth!" The British butler said coldly.

At this time, Han Qingrang raised his eyes slightly.

His cold eyes met the British butler's, and he spoke in fluent English, "The patient's skull is fractured and must be taken to the operating room immediately."

As soon as these words came out.

The dean next to him: "..."

The British butler's face suddenly changed. "Then hurry up and send him to the operating room! Quickly, without a moment's delay. If anything happens to the young master, no one in this hospital will be able to escape. We will bomb this hospital."

The doctor next to him was trembling with fear and a little panicked.

Because Situ Ling's identity is indeed there, if there is any mistake, such big talk is not just talk.

The dean looked at Han Qingrang: "Doctor Han, this...?"

"Send her to the operating room."

"Doctor Han...this is Young Master Situ's condition."

Han Qingrang's gaze fell on the dean, colder than the cold night. The dean immediately changed his tone, "What are you all standing there for?! Quickly push Young Master Situ into the operating room and prepare for surgery."

Next, the other two doctors carefully pushed Situ Ling, who was about to wake up, into the operating room.

Outside the operating room, there are heavy bodyguards guarding.

In the operating room.

Everyone else has already changed into surgical gowns and sterile gloves.

The doctor in charge of anesthesia was also ready, as were two nurses in charge of delivering equipment and a circulating nurse.

The dean and his assistant stood aside.

The dean's voice trembled a little:

"Doctor Han, this Young Master Situ is of noble status. According to the British butler who sent him here, he originally had a private doctor, but the distance was too far, and distant water cannot quench a nearby fire, so he chose this place."

The First People's Hospital is the best public hospital in the entire Xihua area, so even though the other party has a noble status, he would not be lowering his status by choosing here.

Han Qingrang glanced at Situ Ling lying on the hospital bed and said calmly, "Is there anything that worries you, Dean?"

"No, no, I'm not worried. It's just that there are a lot of bodyguards guarding outside, and I'm worried..."

"Dean."

"Hey! I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore."

The dean had no choice but to stand aside and keep quiet.

As the director of such a large public hospital, he has no say in front of Dr. Han.

So, even though the British butler just now threatened him deeply, he looked panicked on the surface, but he was as calm as a dog inside.

Because no matter what identity one has, it is not enough in front of Dr. Han, and Dr. Han’s identity is only known to him, the dean, in the entire hospital.

The dean didn't say anything, and the assistants and nurses beside him were also silent.

Looking at the atmosphere, it is clear that it is not easy to get Dr. Han to come to the hospital in person after get off work. What's more, no matter what Dr. Han does, he gets the tacit approval of the dean.

The operating light turns on——

Han Qingrang raised his hand, "Anesthetic."