Please Don’t Give Up on Me

There was silence in the conference room.

It was so quiet that you could hear a needle falling on the ground.

And this depressing silence began when Qi Yue finished her preoperative assessment.

Because no one spoke, and no one moved. In the eyes of others, the picture in the conference room at this moment was even static—Qi Yue placed his fingers on the spread document, quietly waiting for Huo Niancheng’s reply; Lin Jing had no face. Sitting beside her with an expression, observing the actions of Huo Niancheng and the black-clothed bodyguards behind him; and Huo Niancheng, the sight of the two of them did not meet, he lowered his eyes and kept staring at his hand, as if looking at him more. You can see the flower.

Qi Yue had dealt with him several times, and he had probably figured out his temper. Basically speaking, this person likes to use this kind of deathly silence to consume the opponent's will when he is very happy and very upset.

At the moment, it is about the latter.

After a long time, Huo Niancheng slowly moved, this still picture.

He lowered his eyebrows and slowly turned a decorative ring studded with sapphires on his left index finger. It was not an exaggeration at first, but inexplicably, it made people think that he was not **** the ring, but whose head.

Huo Niancheng's ring turned eight or nine times before he lifted his eyelids and looked at Qi Yue: "You just said, what is the success rate of this operation?"

Qi Yue stared at him. Is this person deaf?

Qi Yue: "Twenty percent. Mr. Huo, as I said just now, this is just a risk assessment coefficient."

Huo Niancheng: "It cannot be taken as an absolute parameter."

Qi Yue: "..." Isn't this deaf?

Huo Niancheng: "So, you mean, there is a high probability that the operation may fail, and Jianan may...die?"

He spoke slowly, but when he said the word ‘death’, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at Qi Yue, and his eyes suddenly became harsh.

The black bodyguard standing behind Qi Yue, at the moment Huo Niancheng paused, suddenly took out the gun in his arms...

Originally, they wanted to aim the gun at Qi Yue's head.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

"Ah—" a bodyguard suddenly let out a painful cry.

No one could see when and how Lin Jing moved. When they reacted, the arm of the bodyguard closest to Qi Yue had already been clamped by him. Lin Jing's knee was bent and Lin Jing kicked fiercely. His arm was firmly controlled by Lin Jing, twisted into a twisted angle, and the gun in his hand was pointed directly at the head of Huo Niancheng who was sitting on the other end of the table.

Because of this sudden change, all the bodyguards were caught off guard, but out of instinctive emergency response, everyone pointed their guns at Lin Jing.

But because of this, Qi Yue's siege was resolved.

In just a few seconds, Qi Yue's palm secretly oozes a thin layer of sweat.

When Huo Niancheng raised her eyes, she saw serious killing intent in her eyes, although it was fleeting. She believed that these elite bodyguards probably also felt the killing intent and made such a move.

Huo Niancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was cold and gloomy: "Who let you do it yourself?"

Bodyguards: "..."

Huo Niancheng raised his hand slightly and made a gesture. The bodyguards put away their guns and stepped back two steps.

Lin Jing also let go of the hapless bodyguard whose hand was about to be broken, and sat down again blankly.

"The servant is not sensible, don't blame Doctor Qi." Huo Niancheng smiled slightly at Qi Yue.

"Your skill is indeed much faster than before. It seems that you haven't been in the army in vain these years." The last sentence was obviously addressed to Lin Jing.

Lin Jing's face was indifferent, without him.

Huo Niancheng didn't mean to be angry, and lightly raised his chin at Qi Yue: "Back to the topic. How can we improve the success rate of the operation?"

Qi Yue: "I also mentioned the difficulty of this operation just now. If it's just a transplant, I can do it alone. But now she has an intussusception problem, and the situation is very dangerous. The treatment of intussusception must be in harmony. The transplantation operation is performed at the same time, and it is very likely to cause abdominal infection in the later stage."

Huo Niancheng: "You mean, you want a skilled assistant."

Qi Yue: "I need one, just like me, no, even a surgeon who is more skilled and experienced than me to perform this operation together with me."

Huo Niancheng: "If I can find such a person, how much can your surgery success rate increase?"

Qi Yue: "Fifty percent."

Huo Niancheng: "Okay, then I will give you a 50% chance."

***

Qi Yue guessed that there were other surgeons in Huo Niancheng, but he did not expect that the 50% chance Huo Niancheng said was an old friend.

"Cheng Donglin? Why are you here!"

Qi Yue stared at the man who was ‘invited’ by the two bodyguards, almost dropping his chin.

The man named Cheng Donglin had obviously just been caught directly from the ward. He was still wearing a sterile suit. He had already taken off his mask and hung it around his neck.

Seeing Qi Yue, he was also shocked, and then smiled bitterly: "Yueyue...you were also...invited to come here for a doctor?"

In front of Huo Niancheng, he couldn't directly use the word ‘tie’ either.

Yue Yue?

Lin Jing's eyes were cold, and he looked at the man blankly and silently.

The man's facial features are considered delicate, his fair skin, slender eyebrows and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, exuding the temperament of a gentle scholar.

Oh, weak scholar.

Lin Jing looked coldly at Qi Yue chatting with people over there, but the fingers hanging beside him slowly gathered, and they had clenched into fists inadvertently.

"Where have you been all these years? You moved away without saying a word. There was no news." Qi Yue didn't notice the changes in Lin Jing beside him, and put his mind on the things he hadn't seen for many years. Hair small body.

Back then, the two families lived in a compound, and the relationship between the adults was good, and the two children played together when they were young. However, when he was fourteen years old, the Cheng family suddenly moved away quietly. What happened overnight, not even a letter was left, just like the world has evaporated.

Cheng Donglin's eyes dimmed slightly: "It was because of some changes, and then I moved with my parents."

"No wonder..." Qi Yue nodded, "You don't mean enough, you haven't contacted me for so many years."

Judging his look, there seems to be a lot of hidden secrets inside. Qi Yue couldn't ask more.

Cheng Donglin: "Sorry."

His eyes flashed slightly, as if he wanted to talk but stopped.

In fact, he inquired about Qi Yue's news after he returned to China, but he has never contacted the person by mistake. Later, I heard that she had gone to a certain special brigade of the army, and then later lost news of her. But I didn't expect to go around looking for it, and I ran into it here. What was even more unexpected was that the two of them turned out to be peers.

Qi Yue waved his hand: "It must have happened suddenly, so how can I blame you. By the way, you haven't told me yet, why are you in Livia?"

Cheng Donglin: "I originally brought the team from our hospital to support. As a result, shortly after getting off the plane,...I ran into Mr. Huo's motorcade. I said yes, I want to see a doctor."

He was polite, but Qi Yue knew that he must have been **** by Huo Niancheng with violence.

Huo Niancheng suddenly coughed, interrupting the two's narration: "So, Doctor Qi and Doctor Cheng are old acquaintances?"

Qi Yue confessed generously: "Well, I'm a little girl."

She paused, and stared at Huo Niancheng: "Huo Niancheng is black enough for you...you dare to tie anyone if you catch anyone."

There were obvious thorns in her tone, and she was a little bit irritating for her.

Huo Niancheng smiled but didn't smile: "Why, Doctor Qi is...it's distressed?"

There was a deliberate ambiguity in his tone, and as soon as he uttered the words, the faces of several people changed slightly.

Lin Jing was gloomy, Qi Yue was speechless, and Cheng Donglin... seemed a little embarrassed. But this embarrassment seemed to be a little embarrassing.