Qin Beiming's eyes narrowed, striking Qin Shaojing's sore spot, and he threatened in a cold voice:
"Don't want to work in the entertainment industry anymore?"
"Damn! Is it really necessary to get so hostile over a little wild girl who hasn't even grown up yet?" Qin Shaojing rubbed his nose, no longer daring to provoke him.
Qin Shaojing knew Qin Beiming's methods all too well.
If you offend this powerful figure, even with the backing of an award-winning actor, no one in the entertainment industry will dare to hire him.
Qin Beiming disliked others using provocative terms like "not fully grown yet" or "little wild girl" to describe Ling Mo.
Hearing Qin Shaojing's words, he unconsciously frowned, his sharp, hawk-like gaze falling on Qin Shaojing's face, his voice as cold as frost:
"You'd better not let me hear anything about her from you. If you anger me, you know what will happen."
Qin Shaojing shrank back, finally calming down, and muttered under his breath:
"It was just a joke, why are you taking it so seriously?"
"..."
Qin Beiming did not answer, but stared blankly at the tightly closed operating room door, lost in thought.
After sitting next to Qin Beiming for about ten minutes, Qin Shaojing felt sleepy, lazily yawned, and without caring whether Qin Beiming disliked it or not, casually rested his head on Qin Beiming's shoulder, and murmured softly:
"Let me lean on your shoulder for a bit. I've been filming all night and haven't slept a wink. I'm so tired."
"roll."
"Why are you being so fierce... You're not picky about cleanliness at all when it comes to that girl, but you're so particular about your own brother?"
"Qin Shaojing, don't make me repeat myself."
Qin Beiming's lips twitched violently; he was practically ready to personally stick the clingy Qin Shaojing aside.
"Okay, okay."
Qin Shaojing reluctantly sat up, slightly distancing himself from Qin Beiming, and fell asleep within seconds.
After an unknown amount of time, when Wei Xianya saw that Qin Shaojing was actually sleeping right next to Qin Beiming, she was so angry that she almost had a heart attack.
"Useless good-for-nothing!"
Wei Xianya ground her molars together, wishing she could rush forward, grab Qin Shaojing by the ear, and drag him away on the spot.
Qin Beiming had always been indifferent to the mother and son, but Qin Shaojing insisted on trying to win their favor.
When I was little, I didn't understand things and would always follow Qin Beiming around, affectionately calling him "brother."
He's already in his early twenties, yet he still can't tell how much Qin Beiming dislikes him!
For so many years, Wei Xianya had been hoping that Qin Shaojing could stand up for her.
After all these years of waiting, he still strayed further and further from the life path she had originally set for him.
She glanced at Qin Shaojing, whose head was full of blond hair, and then at the dignified and composed Qin Beiming, feeling even more uncomfortable.
...
In the operating room, all the medical staff were preparing the necessary medications and instruments in an orderly manner.
Old Madam Qin lay quietly on the operating table, her kind eyes sweeping over everyone around her.
Just as the anesthesiologist was about to administer the anesthesia, she suddenly spoke, softly saying:
Thank you all.
The reason I chose to express my gratitude before the surgery was purely because I was worried that I might not be able to get off the operating table, which was half my height.
"You're too kind, Madam."
The anesthesiologist gave a polite smile and then injected the anesthetic into Madam Qin's vein.
Standing by the operating table, fully dressed in surgical scrubs, caps, and masks, Ling Mo, upon hearing Madam Qin's words, instinctively tightened his grip on her hand and whispered in her ear:
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"..."
As she drifted off to sleep, Old Madam Qin forced her increasingly heavy eyelids open, hoping to see clearly who was holding her hand. Unfortunately, the lights above the operating table were too bright, making it impossible for her to see anything around her clearly.
Before she fell into a coma, she only vaguely remembered that the skilled doctor who performed her surgery had a pair of very beautiful eyes, which looked like those of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
Fu Yunque, who served as the assistant to the Divine Physician, also looked at the Divine Physician with deep affection.
Madam Qin always felt that the way Fu Yun Que looked at the Divine Physician seemed familiar somewhere.
But before she could figure it out, she fell into a deep sleep.
After Old Madam Qin closed her eyes, Ling Mo released her hand.
After carefully washing his hands, he spoke with particular seriousness:
"Alright, let's begin."
"I'll follow your orders completely."
Fu Yunque nodded heavily. Under the surgical spotlight above his head, his gentle features resembled a freehand landscape painting of Jiangnan.
At first glance, it reveals the most striking beauty of a young woman in her late teens amidst the picturesque scenery of Jiangnan.
From the day he became a surgeon, he dreamed of one day meeting a girl who was as dedicated to medicine as he was.
I never imagined this day would come so soon...
However, in just a few seconds, he suppressed his secret joy and threw himself into a tough and extremely difficult "hard battle".
The surgery lasted a full five hours.
After Fu Yunque personally stitched up the surgical wound on Madam Qin's body, the medical staff in front of the operating table spontaneously applauded.
Ling Mo also breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, today's surgery was indeed very dangerous.
For five whole hours, she didn't even dare to breathe too hard, for fear that she might accidentally cause a tragedy.
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