Chapter 89 He's Going to the Front Lines



"Xiaoran. Wait a minute."

Qiao Muting turned around and flashed from behind the table directly in front of her.

"I have something to ask you."

"What did you say?"

Why can't I like you?

At this moment, his smile vanished, and his expression became unusually serious. He was still holding the girl's hand, showing no intention of letting go.

Why is he here again!

Qian Lai hesitated for a moment and asked him, "It's not appropriate to talk about this during working hours."

"Do you have someone you like? Is it that Hua Cheng?"

Qiao Muting had wanted to ask this for a long time, and the atmosphere was just right today. He couldn't wait any longer and needed a definite answer.

No! It has nothing to do with him.

Qiao Muting, let go of me first. Right now, what we should be thinking about most is how to help you cure this illness.

As for the rest, let's just let nature take its course, okay?

Qian Lai forcefully broke free from his grasp, turned her back, and dared not meet his gaze.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Qiao Muting say without any confidence, "Okay, whatever you say. Just don't suddenly disappear."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Will you come to see me again? Or, tell me where you live, and I'll come find you."

Will you come to see him again?

Qian Lai himself was also hesitant.

If it was because of her injury, she should have come; after all, she was injured for her own sake.

But what can you do after visiting?

Before deciding whether or not to take things further with him, getting too close to him and giving him the wrong signals might end up disappointing him even more.

Besides, he now has "Comrade Huang" by his side, as well as Fang Wenjie. He has people taking care of him both in terms of daily life and his injuries.

My appearance was not a "lifesaver," but merely an "adding flowers to brocade," and it wasn't actually that important!

Thinking of this, she simply said, "I'll be going to work at the research institute soon."

I'm afraid I don't have much time; I just rushed over to see you this morning.

I see that your injury has basically stabilized. I'm relieved.

I'll let you know as soon as Anna replies.

After saying that, she walked straight to the door, giving Qiao Muting no chance to stop her.

As soon as the door opened, a group of interns rushed in.

Upon hearing her words, Qiao Muting's mood suddenly soured, and his expression turned grim.

Seeing this scene only fueled his anger.

Qian Lai left quickly, and Qiao Muting chased after him to see him off, not forgetting to turn back and scold the group of eavesdropping troublemakers: "Hurry up and get ready to do rounds! If you're a minute late, you'll have to run ten laps around the hospital."

As the two approached the large office, one after the other, they heard a man inside say, "...What kind of 'scalpel' is a neurosurgeon who can't even perform surgery!"

Our hospital has too many excellent doctors; it's not that we can't do without him.

For example, Vice Dean Lei, or even if that's not possible, I, as the department head, can do it too.

“But my husband only recognizes Deputy Director Qiao.” It was a deep, elegant woman’s voice.

Qian Lai was drawn into the conversation and unconsciously slowed his pace.

"Comrade Wenlan, didn't Deputy Director Qiao tell you that he is temporarily not performing surgeries due to personal reasons?"

"We did mention it. However, we also checked. For Lao Guan's condition, only Deputy Director Qiao has had a successful case."

In addition, when Lao Guan suffered a stroke some time ago, it was Deputy Director Qiao who performed the emergency treatment.

Old Guan didn't suffer any lasting effects from this, all thanks to him.

So, for this aneurysm that was discovered this time, Lao Guan still wants him to handle it.

"Why can't you perform surgery anymore? Is it because of the injury to your back?" Qian Lai asked Qiao Muting softly beside her.

She felt even more guilty!

Besides feeling deeply guilty towards Qiao Muting, what bothered her even more was that because she saved her, the patient was unable to receive timely medical treatment and could only watch helplessly as the condition was delayed.

Qiao Muting pursed his thin lips; he had also heard the conversation inside.

He had indeed had more than one successful experience with highly complex carotid aneurysm resection and vascular reconstruction procedures when he was in Beijing.

However, in the new city, no one dared to perform such a difficult surgery when the equipment and information were not yet complete.

Moreover, the target was Guan Zhixun, the Director of the Consular Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, such an important figure.

If this surgery succeeds, it will bring him fame and fortune. If it fails, then years of hard work and accumulation will likely be lost in an instant.

Who would be willing to take such a risk?

Qiao Muting will not, and cannot, gamble with the lives of his patients.

However, he also wanted to get out of this heavy "psychological shadow" as soon as possible.

This represents a significant shift in his mindset compared to before he came to the new city.

At that time, he only wanted to find a place with few expectations, to exile himself, and to take things as they come.

If one day I really can't take it anymore, choosing to wander is not an option.

At that time, he had no fighting spirit and felt that his existence was meaningless.

In addition, he suffered from a "strange disease." He even considered ending it all.

But things are different now.

Since meeting Xiaoran, a longing has been rekindled in his heart.

I long for a story to unfold with her, I long to see her every day, and I long even more for my psychological problems to be completely resolved.

In this way, he can have a bright future with her.

Look, this morning she even told herself that there were experts who seemed to be able to treat this "strange disease".

If only these two mountains weighing on my heart could be completely removed...

He began to have expectations; it was Xiaoran who gave him the desire to live.

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