Chapter 705

After knocking on the door, Tang Qiaoer walked in.

"Dean Chen."

"Ms. Tang, your face is so red. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Dean Chen couldn't help but asked with concern when he saw her cheeks flushed.

"Ah...it's okay."

Tang Qiaoer secretly scolded Shen Jingjue for being a piece of shit. She took a deep breath and touched her hot cheek, "Have the results of Shen Jingjue's brain CT come out?"

"Out."

Dr. Chen took out the film from the drawer seriously and handed it to Tang Qiaoer.

Tang Qiaoer took it and watched the film carefully under the light.

Suddenly, her eyebrows knitted together and her heart sank.

"Ms. Tang, can you also see what's wrong?"

Dean Chen looked a little more nervous, "Your operation was very successful. It can be said that apart from you, there are no more than three people in the country who can perform this operation."

"Success? Do you think I succeeded?"

Tang Qiaoer's heart felt suffocating, and she lowered her trembling hands. The CT film made a faint sound, "In my opinion, it left sequelae to the patient... This is a failure!"

She, Tang Qiaoer, could endure anything, but she could not endure the feeling of failure!

Especially the one who lost at her hands was Shen Jingjue.

She clutched the hem of her clothes, her heart aching as if she was bleeding.

"Any doctor who performs such a dangerous and difficult operation on a patient is very likely to leave sequelae. Don't blame yourself! You are lucky to be able to save Mr. Shen's life!" Chen Yuan Chang Ruanyuan persuaded him because he knew how strong Bai Shen was.

"That's why...when he saw me just now, his emotions were so out of control..."

Tang Qiaoer whispered, clenching her fists unwillingly, "Is there any way to treat his sequelae?"

Dr. Chen sighed, “For the time being, we can only use drugs similar to sedatives to suppress it, there is no better way.

If the patient's mentality is calm enough and his emotions are stable enough, the disease can actually be suppressed. "

emotionally stable?

So after kissing her, he became emotionally stable?

Tang Qiaoer's cheeks turned red again and she gritted her teeth.

It seems to be true to the saying: All diseases can be cured, but humble bones cannot be cured!

*

Midnight, thousands of years old.

In the extremely luxurious European-style luxury box, two beautiful women wearing Chinese cheongsam with slits up to the thighs were serving Xie Jinhuan.

The so-called service is just pouring wine and sitting down.

No one knows at the age of Qianqiu that Fourth Young Master Xie has severe mysophobia. Women like them would be impatient if they wanted to get close to the jade-faced King of Hell.

In the blurred light and shadow, Xie Jinhuan sat lazily on the sofa, his tall body leaning back, his long neck drawing a superior line, and his profile as exquisite as a work of art so beautiful that people dare not breathe.

One of the women couldn't help but stare straight, and without paying attention to her hand, a few drops of wine fell on the toes of Xie Jinhuan's unstained shoes!

"Ah...Thank you, Mr. Xie! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The woman's face turned pale with fright, and she stood up and kept bowing to him to apologize.

Xie Jinhuan slowly opened his auspicious eyes, without even looking at her, "Clean up."

"Yes Yes!"

If the woman was granted amnesty, she immediately knelt down humbly, held Xie Jinhuan's leather shoes tremblingly, and stuck out her tongue.

Take one bite and lick the wine stains on it clean.

"Go away." Xie Jinhuan rubbed his brows in frustration.

"Yes!" The woman knelt and stepped back, until she reached the door and crawled out.

"You get out too."

Another woman in cheongsam was also frightened and crawled out.

As soon as the two left, the secretary walked in with his head in the air and said cautiously: "Mr. Xie, Miss Shu Yan is here."