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Chapter 322 Si Mochen's Surgery

Early on Monday morning, before entering the conference room for a meeting, Gu Jingyun asked Wen Dong.

"when it start?"

The sudden question came from the boss, and most people would be confused by it.

However, Wen Dong is not an ordinary person.

"It's set to be nine forty." While Wen Dong was talking, he glanced at the men's steel watch on his wrist, and added: "It's nine o'clock."

Gu Jingyun's footsteps slowed down for a moment, and with an "um", he picked up the folder that Wen Dong handed over and strode into the conference room.

In the large conference room of the president's office on the 49th floor of the Tuoyuan International Group Building, Gu Jingyun made a statement as soon as he entered the door.

"Today's regular meeting only talks about problems, not summarizing."

This is the meaning of hastily ending the regular meeting.

Since the establishment of Tuoyuan International seven years ago, unless Gu Jingyun is not in Dongcheng, he has never been absent from the regular meeting of directors of various departments on Monday.

The shortest meeting should be from nine o'clock to noon, and even continue in the afternoon.

Several directors have already sat in their seats in advance and made a beautiful summary of last week's work, which can be called a high-level speech.

As a result, it is useless at this time.

"Let's get started." Gu Jingyun's voice was low and his tone was light, his eyes glanced at the precious steel watch on his left wrist.

Even if the meeting process is simplified, by the end of the month, all departments are trying their best to achieve performance, and the plans to be done are no less than summaries.

A regular departmental meeting lasted from nine in the morning to a quarter past ten.

During this period, Gu Jingyun looked at the steel watch four times.

Coming out of the meeting room, before Gu Jingyun stepped into his office, he had already removed the off-white tie from the black shirt, and undid two buttons on the collar.

Wen Dong collected the documents submitted by the department, and it was less than 5 minutes later than Gu Jingyun. When he stepped into the president's office, he saw the boss who had changed his suit jacket into a short black down jacket.

Gu Jingyun took big strides, turning over the neckline of his down jacket while walking.

"Mr. Gu, these..." Wen Dong rushed up to ask.

"Put it in the office first, in the afternoon...wait for my call!"

Gu Jingyun had already reached the elevator hall, but before he could stand still, he had already pressed the down button with his fingers.

"Okay, Mr. Gu, I'll drive you off." Wen Dong added.

At this time, the elevator slowly opened, and Gu Jingyun collapsed into it as if he had never heard of it.

In the easternmost corridor on the fifteenth floor of the Affiliated Hospital of Dongda University.

Si Nian took Shushu's little hand, and stood at the door of the closed white double doors with three large characters "Operating Room".

The VIP ward area has its own dedicated operating room.

An hour ago, Si Mochen was pushed in from here.

"Are you tired, go sit over there for a while?" Si Nian lowered his head and asked the little guy who was standing next to her right leg.

Before Si Nian came to the hospital early in the morning, he was going to send Shushu to the kindergarten, but the little guy hugged her leg and shook his head, still yelling.

"Don't go! Just don't go!"

Si Nian thought about her mother's surgery, and there would be a lot of things to deal with later. She would not have time to take care of Shushu, but the little guy had a bad temper and said what he said.

Seeing that the time was running out, Si Nian finally decided to bring the little guy here.

There is a fire exit at the door of the operating room, and the cold wind blows in from there. Compared with the corridor of the ward, it is a few degrees lower here. Si Nian sat down and straightened the collar of the little guy.

Si Mochen's operation was relatively small, so she didn't need general anesthesia, but the doctor just gave her a skin test and found that she was too sensitive to the gastric tube and mirror tube, so she decided to use general anesthesia temporarily.

Surgery under general anesthesia requires additional filing and payment on the first floor.

(End of this chapter)