A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1542 - 297: Deep Respect for Life

Meng Shujing impatiently shouted, "What’s going on?" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Li Xiaoxiao, she... she’s not looking right...."

"Can’t you see I’m busy? Stop causing trouble, get her out." Meng Shujing shouted.

"Madam, please go take a look."

Meng Shujing comforted Yan Jin and got up to go next door, only to see a woman kneeling on the ground, pale and in pain, huddled over with a large pool of blood spreading beneath her, shocking to the eyes.

As a woman, Meng Shujing knew all too well what this was, hoping it was not what she feared. She clenched her fist and quickly instructed, "Go get a doctor now."

It never rains but it pours; if anything happened to Li Xiaoxiao, it would be hard to explain to Fourth Uncle.

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An hour later, the light in the operating room went off, and Qiao Wen’er came out wiping her sweaty forehead.

Director Zhang also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, the patient was fine, or today would really be hard to explain.

Qiao Wen’er walked out of the operating room, ready to meet the praises of the patient’s family, and saw Ji Yunya still there, looking at her with a slightly provocative and proud gaze.

You’re not the only one who can perform surgery; my skills are no worse than yours.

Yun Ya smiled faintly, not even bothering to take a second look.

Mrs. Chen hurriedly asked, "How is my son?"

Qiao Wen’er gave a formulaic smile, "The surgery was very successful, rest assured."

Mrs. Chen breathed a sigh of relief. As long as her son was fine, she could relax.

"Dr. Qiao, thank you." Mrs. Chen took out a red envelope from her bag and shoved it into Qiao Wen’er’s hand. Qiao Wen’er quickly refused, "I can’t accept this...."

The red envelope was quite thick.

"I know your hospital has regulations, but this is what you deserve. I’ll explain it to the hospital." Mrs. Chen was especially enthusiastic.

"This...." Qiao Wen’er was about to half-heartedly accept it, thinking her uncle was the hospital director, who would dare report her? Unless they didn’t want to continue working at the hospital.

However, the red envelope hadn’t stayed in her hand for more than three seconds before a young nurse rushed out of the operating room, "Dr. Qiao, something’s wrong, the patient’s heart suddenly stopped, and blood pressure is dropping...."

Qiao Wen’er’s face stiffened, wondering if she had misheard.

"What?" Mrs. Chen’s scream nearly lifted the hospital roof, attracting the attention of many around.

Mrs. Chen’s face immediately changed, snatching back Qiao Wen’er’s red envelope and grabbing her by the collar. Mrs. Chen was plump and strong, speaking angrily, "You quack, if you can’t save my son, I’ll have you buried with him."

The menace in her voice was no mere threat; Qiao Wen’er was genuinely frightened, looking in disbelief at the old woman in front of her like a fierce shrew.

"Why... why are you going crazy at me? It’s his fate, he was brought in too late. I’ve already tried my best." Qiao Wen’er broke free from her grip, speaking coldly, while internally calculating. A penetrating cardiac injury like this was inherently difficult to operate on, especially testing one’s skill, and she lacked such experience; she only realized the difficulty upon getting on the operating table, even her assistant was more experienced than her...

Thinking about the failure of this surgery and being laughed at by Nyx made her especially aggrieved inside.

"Fate?" Mrs. Chen was instantly enraged, swinging the bag in her hand toward Qiao Wen’er’s face. The leather bag was particularly hard, making Qiao Wen’er’s head spin, causing her to stumble back in high heels, and fall to the ground, looking quite disheveled.

Mrs. Chen wasn’t satisfied yet, pouncing forward to viciously smack her face, cursing, "You little b****, dare curse my son, I’ll beat you to death."

How could Qiao Wen’er stand up to the fierce Mrs. Chen, screaming and covering her head.

The young nurse was scared, as were the bystanders and other nurses, and Director Zhang rushed over just in time to see this scene, hastily rushing over to separate them, getting hit several times himself, with a bruise forming on his cheek.

Chen Xuan quickly took out his phone to record the scene, sneering, "This Qiao Wen’er usually acts all high and mighty, serves her right for getting a lesson."

"Mrs. Chen, please calm down, Dr. Nyx hasn’t intervened yet, your son definitely still has a chance...." Director Zhang shouted.

Mrs. Chen immediately stopped, her voice sharp and high-pitched, "Dr. Nyx?"

Director Zhang nodded rapidly, "Yes, yes, with Dr. Nyx involved, your son definitely has a chance...."

Qiao Wen’er’s eyes darkened, opening her mouth to say something, but Director Zhang glared at her fiercely, signaling her to shut up; it was all her fault, so she should stay quiet.

Qiao Wen’er miraculously understood his silent signal and bit her lip, feeling a headache buzzing in her head.