Chapter 145 Sincerity is the ultimate weapon

Seeing Yun Lanyue looking at the patient's information, Lin Ze told her all the information he had learned about the patient's condition today.

Yun Lanyue frowned as she looked at the information.

The patient's name is Zhang Qian, 35 years old, and he has been lying in a vegetative state for many years.

His heart had been injured and he was showing signs of heart failure, so he had to undergo a heart transplant to survive.

But yesterday, Zhang Qian's heart was overloaded and his body went into shock.

The patient only has brain activity, so the surgery today would be more difficult.

What she didn't understand was why Mo Chenyan cared so much about this patient.

The annual cost of a nursing home is hundreds of thousands of dollars, not to mention the cost of various medical equipment.

She had thought it was a woman, but never expected it to be a middle-aged man.

Outside the ward door, Mo Chenyan's cold voice fell from above his head.

"Yun Lanyue, the operation must be successful."

"I'm sorry, but any surgery has risks, and no one can guarantee 100% success."

This sentence is omnipotent, and only God can achieve a 100% success rate.

Even though Yun Lanyue had read the information and understood the patient's condition, and felt that there was a 90% chance of success, she did not say it out loud.

In front of Mo Chenyan, no matter how difficult it is, you can make him anxious.

The evil villain in her heart was spinning in circles like crazy.

Mo Chenyan's eyes grew darker and darker, and his voice was cold and deep: "Do your best to perform the surgery."

"I will. After all, I want to be even with you."

After she finished speaking, she smiled broadly and went to discuss the details with the doctor at the nursing home.

The operation will not be delayed any further and will begin soon.

Lin Ze smoothed over his boss's words, "Boss Mo, Miss Yun's words mean it's definitely safe. Even if the operation fails, you won't be angry, right?"

The man glared at him and asked, "Why do you think I won't be angry?"

The people in the ward are very important to him.

He clenched his left hand into a fist and gritted his teeth, suppressing his surging emotions.

Lin Ze felt in his pocket, took out two mints, and held them in both hands.

"Boss Mo, have some candy."

Yes, how could he forget how important the people in the ward were to the gentleman.

He has been guarding a vegetative state all this time. Will there ever be a day when he wakes up?

The long operation began and everyone began to wait anxiously.

Inside the sanatorium, Song Zhao took Yun Yuan to a small garden.

There are some safe amusement facilities here, such as swings, as well as public seats of various sizes. It is obvious that this is a place for patients to get some fresh air.

The two sat down on a long bench.

Song Zhao took out his computer and turned it on. "Yuan'er, play here and don't run around."

"good."

The novel amusement facilities attracted Yun Yuan's attention. She sat on the swing, swung gently, and laughed happily.

Song Zhao looked for a while and then looked away. He lowered his head to stare at the computer screen, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

Soon, Mo Chenyan's information and the entire Mo family appeared on the computer.

"Mohism, interesting."

A hint of interest flashed in the boy's eyes. In Beijing, the Mohist school can be said to have absolute power.

No wonder my sister was so relaxed after arriving in Beijing. She borrowed the power of the Mo family.

However, since the scumbag hurt my sister's heart, don't blame him for helping her vent her anger.

Yun Yuan swung on the swing for a while, her attention drawn to the beautiful flowers in the garden.

She jumped off the swing and squatted in front of the small garden, walking and looking at the flowers.

The tip of the nose is filled with the fragrance of flowers, making people squint their eyes in enjoyment.

She moved to a corner.

The flower planted here is a purple one. The flowers are light purple, the stamens are bright yellow, and it has an indescribable fragrance.

Yun Yuan liked it very much and kept squatting here.

The small flowers sway gently in the breeze.

Just as she was lost in the fragrance of flowers, a young man in a blue and white striped hospital gown suddenly jumped out from the corner of another building.

Yun Yuan was startled and was about to scream.

The man quickly covered her mouth with his hand, and with his other hand he held her body and turned her to the other side of the small garden, hiding their figures with the lush vegetation.

A minute ago, Song Zhao, who was immersed in the computer, just looked up to confirm Yun Yuan's location, so he did not notice the movement not far away.

The young man was tall, with a tight muscled upper body. The loose hospital gown looked like a tight-fitting jacket on him.

"Hmm, hmm."

Yun Yuan grabbed the man's big hands covering her mouth with both hands, struggled desperately, and kept crying with fear.

The man was burned by his tears and looked down. The girl looked really pitiful.

He couldn't help but relax a little, and whispered a threat in her ear: "Don't make a sound, or I will beat you to death."

Yun Yuan's eyelashes trembled with fear, and she nodded while suppressing her fear.

"I'm just passing by and will be leaving soon. I won't do anything to you, and you are not allowed to make a sound to call anyone over."

Yunyuan Little White Rabbit nodded again.

Perhaps because she looked so pitiful and cute, the young man loosened his grip a little.

Seeing that she was shaking but didn't scream, he simply took his hand away.

Yun Yuan swallowed, looked at the man with moist eyes, and finally whispered, "Are you mentally ill?"

Song Zhaohe's sister told her that many of the people wearing hospital gowns in the sanatorium are mentally ill, and asked her to stay away from them.

It was the first time she saw a mental patient!

The young man had distinct facial features. There was a finger-wide scar at the end of his eyebrow, which divided the end of his right eyebrow, making him look more sinister and handsome.

His shaved head further highlights his superior facial features.

He has wheat-colored skin, tight muscles and great strength.

Yun Yuan rubbed her chin, which hurt from holding it.

The man was speechless because he didn't expect that the first sentence the young girl said would be like this.

"I'm not a psychopath!"

He said viciously, "If you call me a psychopath again, I will kill you."

When the man narrowed his eyes, he looked very fierce, and Yun Yuan was so scared that she shrank her neck backwards.

"I wouldn't say you're mental... well, you have a problem with your brain."

"You're the one with a problem in your brain."

The man almost laughed out of anger. It turned out that most people who came to the sanatorium were abnormal.

“Yeah, I just have a problem with my brain.

My sister said that I had a fever when I was a child and my brain was damaged, but I don’t think it’s a big deal. I’m living well.

So don't be afraid, let the doctor treat you well, take your medicine well, and you will get better soon."

There is a saying that sincerity is the ultimate weapon.

Looking at the girl's sincere eyes, the man was silent for a while.

Suddenly, Yun Yuan stood up and waved behind the man.

"Doctor, here."