She was actually trying to comfort Chen Rou and calm her down.
After all, she's just an ordinary person who's never witnessed the life-or-death race against time in the operating room, so it's understandable that she'd panic.
After comforting Chen Rou, Dr. Marry then began to issue orders and instruct her subordinates on what to do in an orderly manner.
Soon after, all the alarms were deactivated, and it seemed the danger was over.
Three hours later, at nine o'clock at night, Dr. Marry announced the end of the surgery, put down the scalpel, handed the remaining work to her assistant, and reached out to help Chen Rou up, smiling as she said, "Congratulations, the surgery was very successful. I think he will wake up in three days at most."
"Thank you for flying all the way here to perform the surgery on my husband. Once he recovers, I think he will make a special trip to Switzerland to thank you," Chen Rou said.
Dr. Marry shook her head and said, "No, no, I don't need his thanks. On the contrary, I am very grateful to someone, Han..."
She was speaking English, and the name Han Yuzhu was not easy to spell. She struggled to spell it out before saying, "If it weren't for Ms. Han Yuzhu's financial support, I wouldn't have been able to establish this clinic. She is a lady I greatly admire. Now, I think I need to lay a flower at her grave, so I have to go now. See you tomorrow. I will stay in Hong Kong until the patient regains consciousness."
After saying that, Marry left the operating room without waiting for Chen Rou to speak again.
Chen Rou had to stay by Nie Zhao's side, so of course she couldn't go with him.
However, she once greatly admired her adoptive mother-in-law, Ms. Han Yuzhu, because from Asheng Jewelry to other businesses under the Nie family, the industries supported by Han Yuzhu were basically all women-led.
Switzerland currently boasts the world's most advanced medical care, but gender discrimination is not unique to Hong Kong or China; it is a global phenomenon. Top talents in various industries are predominantly male, with very few women.
Marry, an excellent neurosurgeon, had her clinic established with the support of Han Yuzhu.
If Marry is a thoroughbred horse, then Han Yuzhu is definitely the discerning judge of horses.
But how could such an outstanding woman have died so young, and how could her two sons have fallen into such a state?
Putting that aside, once the surgery was completed, the follow-up work was naturally not troublesome. So after only about five minutes, and after the doctors assessed that everything was normal, they pressed the green light, which meant that the surgery was completed.
While Nie Zhao was still unconscious, Chen Rou and the doctor pushed him out of the operating room.
Nie Rong watched the surgery closely for more than eight hours. He was exhausted and needed the housekeeper and Secretary An to support him on both sides to walk.
He was both the richest man and a man in his sixties. Standing outside the operating room, waiting for the bed to come out, he staggered forward, grasped his youngest son's cold hand, and called out, "Ah Zhao?"
Nie Zhao, of course, did not respond, as he was still under deep anesthesia at this moment.
Letting go, Nie Rong said wearily, "Take him upstairs."
He then said to Chen Rou, "Thank you for your hard work."
Nie Han, carrying several large baskets of things, was also waiting not far away.
As soon as the hospital bed was ready, she rushed to Chen Rou, handed her a drink, and said, "Mother, you must be so thirsty. This is passion fruit and rosemary syrup. I always love to drink it to refresh myself. Drink up."
He then handed Nie Rong a cup of water, saying, "Grandpa, this is your tea."
Now that Nie Zhao's surgery went smoothly, the next step is to wait for him to regain consciousness and settle the score for the wrong he was wronged.
Nie Rong took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp, letting out a long sigh of relief. Clearly, he had relaxed considerably. However, Chen Rou was the kind of person who, in her past life, would never let her guard down, even in her dreams, as long as there was a case.
She took a sip of the drink and found it unusually fragrant, unlike the aroma of passion fruit and rosemary. She simply swirled it on the tip of her tongue before spitting it back out. Then she asked Nie Han, "Han, what does the word 'Musk moscene' mean in Chinese?"
She has an allergy to a certain product, but she can't find any information about it in the original owner's memories. Nie Zhao only told her in English, and she's not good at English. She originally called Nie Jiayu over because he's good at English, and she wanted to ask him about it.
Nie Han has been taught in English since childhood, and English is equivalent to her mother tongue, so she should understand it. Chen Rou asked her.
But clearly, "Musk moscene" is a relatively niche word. Nie Han repeated it, pondered for a long time, and shook his head, saying, "Musk moscene, I've never heard of this word before."
Even Nie Han had never heard of it, so what could it mean?
Chen Rou was about to ask Nie Han to find an English-Chinese dictionary when a muffled nasal voice said, "Musk moscene, artificial musk, an additive in cheap perfumes."
The speaker was Nie Jiayu, who had been punched three times by Chen Rou earlier that day. His chest was covered in blood, and his nose was wrapped in a large gauze. He sniffed and said, "Artificial musk is a cheap chemical. Of course, my sister doesn't know that. The perfume she uses contains real musk."
Artificial musk is indeed a chemical that can be used as a substitute for raw musk.
If the original owner of this body was allergic to artificial musk, then Chen Rou would certainly also be allergic to it.
However, musk has a very strong smell and an unpleasant odor. As long as you know it is an allergen, just avoid it and don't come into contact with it.
Of course, since she is allergic to artificial musk, Chen Rou could very well die if she accidentally ingests it.
The group pushed the bed, ready to take the elevator back to the ward.
As Chen Rou walked, she smelled the juice Nie Han had given her and realized why it smelled so unusually strong. It had the aroma of passion fruit and rosemary, but it must have contained artificial musk, which was why it smelled so strong.
Smelling the juice again and glancing at the carefree Nie Han, Chen Rou understood that the mastermind behind the scenes not only hadn't stopped, but had also used Nie Han to extend that evil hand onto her.
If she had drunk that juice without knowing why, she probably would have burped over by now because of an allergic reaction.
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