Liu Jing pursed her lips, but still felt a little uneasy in her heart.
She was really afraid that something might happen to Mr. Ling.
If something really happened to Mr. Ling, she might really want to kill Xu Jiajia.
A few hours later, they arrived at Xingning Airport. They went straight to the hospital without even drinking a sip of water.
The door of a ward opened, and when Mr. Huo saw the visitor, his tense face finally relaxed a little.
"You're here."
He stood up, his whole body was disheveled, his hair was a mess, and there were red bloodshot in his eyes. It was obvious that he had not had a good rest for several days.
Liu Liang took a few steps forward and got close to Old Ling. She saw that Old Ling had his eyes tightly closed and his face was as pale as frost. He was not at all the skinny old man who could only coax her into giving him medicine.
She placed her hand on Elder Ling's head. It wasn't very good, and he could barely perform the kind of surgery she was doing. And now she finally understood why Elder Huo wanted to find her.
Given Mr. Ling's current physical condition, if he were to undergo a craniotomy, there was an 80 to 90 percent chance that he would not be able to get off the operating table. Even if the operation was successful, the subsequent complications would cost him his life.
"First, arrange for surgery."
Liu Liang rolled up her sleeves. There was no rush for anything else. She just had to save the man first. In fact, Old Ling had delayed the operation for too long. Liu Liang could not guarantee the success rate of the operation. She could only do her best and leave the rest to fate.
Mr. Huo also agreed and the operation was performed here.
Liu Liang was familiar with the First People's Hospital. Although she didn't like it, she knew that it was more practical to stay here than to be transferred to another hospital. The surgery was arranged very quickly. Within ten minutes, the operating room was ready.
This was Liu Liang's first time in the operating room since she left here. She felt somewhat familiar, yet completely unfamiliar.
She shook her head, getting rid of the negative emotions that shouldn't have existed.
It doesn't matter which hospital it is. For her, the most important thing is the patient's life.
Half an hour later, Mr. Ling's operation was over. Liu Liang took off the mask on her face and couldn't help but take several deep breaths.
No one knew the true purpose of the operation. It took her three times longer than usual and almost exhausted all her energy to complete the operation on Mr. Ling. The tiny wound was very easy to recover and would not have a big impact on Mr. Ling's future health.
"Congratulations to Dr. Liu for successfully completing the operation."
Almost all the other doctors had tears in their eyes. They had not performed surgery with Liu Liang for a long time. When they saw Liu Liang again, they found that her hands seemed to be faster and her temperament became calmer.
It’s a pity that Liu Liang can never come back to work at the First People’s Hospital, nor can she be a surgeon here.
Liu Liang smiled at them and said nothing.
When she came out, she saw the dean still standing outside, smiling dryly.
Liu Liang walked towards him, which made the dean feel nervous.
What is this to tell him? Is he going to come back, or does he like it here the most?
As a result, Liu Jing walked past him and stood in front of the director.
"Thank you, Director Li, for opening the back door for me and allowing me to perform this operation."
Director Li touched his nose embarrassedly, then glanced at the dean and knew that Liu Jing did it on purpose. How could he, a director, have the final say on this matter? He knew at a glance that it was the dean's idea.
But Liu Liang bypassed the dean and made a special trip to thank him. It must have hurt a lot to get slapped in the face, right?
As it should be, Director Li felt embarrassed not to answer. After all, they must not damage the relationship anymore. They still wanted to continue cooperating with Liu Liang. Even if Liu Liang was not a model worker here, if she had time to perform one or two operations here, the reputation of their hospital would soon improve, right?
Liu Liang nodded to Director Li and returned to the ward to stay with Elder Ling. She also wanted to ask what had happened. Nothing was explained clearly on the phone, and she still didn't know the reason. She only knew that Elder Ling's illness was caused by Ling Shiyang's anger.
Didn’t Ling Shiyang have his leg broken by the people Wen Ting hired?
No, Liu Jing pursed her red lips. This happened more than half a year ago. He should be able to stand up now. Wen Ting didn't beat him up and fracture his legs. She wasn't that cruel. She really wanted to give Old Ling a disabled grandson.
So now that he’s better, he’s making a comeback, right?
Old Huo looked at Old Ling, who was half dead on the hospital bed. Even though he knew that Old Ling was no longer alive, he still couldn't help feeling a sense of sadness.
It seems that the way Old Ling looks now is what he looked like one day.
I am lying here alone, with no one to accompany me and no one to love me.
For these old people, every day they live is a day less. It can be said that the life they are alive now is a gift from luck. The fact that they can live as they please and eat and drink is also the blessing they got from doing many good deeds in their previous life.
But even so, there are always so many people who want to harm me.
That grandson of Mr. Ling should have been beaten to death.
He is enough to piss off his own grandfather to death, so what else can't he do? And it's not certain who will be blamed for the murders and arson in the future?
"Tell me, what happened?"
Liu Liang found a place for herself to sit. Old Ling lay there, breathing steadily. Listening to the regular sounds coming from the machine, she felt inexplicably at ease.
"Ling Shiyang wants to marry Xu Jiajia."
When Mr. Huo talked about this, he got angry, so angry that his liver hurt.
"Give me a bottle of medicine quickly. My chest hurts and I can't breathe. It must be because I'm angry."
Mr. Huo extended his hand to Liu Liang.
Liu Liang: “…”
She had the urge to hit someone.
But in the end, she took out her bag, took out a bottle of medicine from it, and threw it to Mr. Huo.
Old Huo took it quickly, opened the bottle, and was immediately satisfied when he smelled the faint scent of grass inside. He put the bottle of medicine in his chest pocket like a treasure. Even if he didn't take a single pill, the smell alone made him feel much more comfortable. Of course, he didn't need to take any more medicine. Good medicine should naturally be used effectively.
Mr. Huo patted his chest, and when he saw Liu Jing's gloomy face, he quickly sat up straight and told Liu Jing the whole story.
And from what Mr. Huo said, Liu Liang roughly understood what happened at that time.
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