After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 165 The doctor’s vest falls
When Si Zhe was driven to the airport, he saw a private plane.

"Little Zhe."

Hearing a faint call, Si Zhe turned around subconsciously and saw Nan Song standing behind him, with a medical team following behind her.

"You go up first."

Nan Song turned around and said something, and the medical team got on the plane first under Gu Heng's arrangement.

Si Zhe's expression was full of worry, "Sister, my brother..."

"I know. We will rush there as soon as possible with the best medical team. It will be fine. Don't worry."

Si Zhe's anxious mood was soothed by Nan Song's calm and determined voice, and his thoughts were clarified a lot, and he nodded heavily.

Nan Song glanced at him. He was a tall young man wearing white clothes and black trousers. He had nothing on him except a black schoolbag.

"That's all you have with you?"

Nan Song couldn't help feeling that the boy was so nimble when going out. Under Si Zhe's stunned gaze, she patted his arm and said, "We may have to stay in Qingcheng for a few days, but it's okay. Just buy whatever you need."

It happened so suddenly that she didn't bring any luggage. She only bought some skin care products and cosmetics at the duty-free shop at the airport. She still needed the necessary things for a woman to go out.

Qingcheng is not too close to Nancheng. It takes four or five hours to get there by train. Fortunately, it can be reached in two hours by plane.

The filming location was in a mountainous area in Qingcheng. The scenery there was nice, but the location was remote and the local medical conditions were limited. Nan Song's medical team was of great help when they arrived.

Nan Song slept all the way on the plane, Si Zhe sat next to her and didn't dare to disturb her.

I miss my brother very much.

After arriving at the hospital, Si Zhe went directly to the priest's ward. Nan Song, who had slept well, went to the ward to take a look at the priest, and then led the medical team to the dean's office to study the priest's leg injury.

The priest was surprised that his brother and Nan Song appeared together, "Why did you come together?"

Si Zhe pursed his lips and said that he and Nan Song met by chance because of a photo taken at S University. He did not dare to say that he was learning cooking from a teacher, and Nan Song was his uncle.

The priest took a deep look at his younger brother and knew that his younger brother, Brother Mo Ruo, would bite his lip when he felt guilty. One look at him and he knew that his younger brother was hiding something from him.

It's just that he is seriously injured right now, his energy is limited, and he has no time to interrogate him.

Looking at the X-rays and MRI examinations posted up, Nan Song frowned slightly and asked, "Priest, has he suffered a leg injury before?"

The manager, Sister Hua, has been guarding the hospital. After hearing this, she said: "It should have been injured when I was a trainee when I first debuted. I also had surgery before, but I haven't been able to rest well."

Nan Song's face had turned ugly.

"A person who hasn't even recovered from his leg injury is going out to film a movie and is risking his life?"

When he arrived at the ward and saw the priest, Nan Song opened his mouth and asked coldly, "concern" from the boss.

However, the priest has experienced so many bosses, and everyone only cares about whether he flies high. This is the first time that anyone cares about whether he is tired from flying, and whether he will fall to his death halfway.

"I'm fine, Mr. Nan."

The priest's face turned pale, and he steeled himself and said, "The wounds I have suffered for many years have almost healed."

"Inflammation, water accumulation, and adhesion in the knee joint. The lateral meniscus is seriously injured, and the medial collateral ligament is also damaged to some extent. You are only one step away from being a cripple. How can you say that you are almost healthy?"

Nan Song's cold expression did not change at all, and his serious face and cold aura froze the brothers Si Duo and Si Zhe in minutes, and they did not dare to say a word.

The atmosphere in the ward condensed into a ball of mush. Fortunately, Gu Heng came to the rescue just in time.

"Mr. Nan, the operating room has been prepared and everything is ready, waiting for you and the patient to arrive. Look..."

Nan Song took off her watch and earrings and walked out, not forgetting to warn the priest, "After this operation, you need to take good care of yourself. If you don't recover well, you are not allowed to return to the set to film. If you want to be famous and make money, you must have that fate." "

Seeing Nan Song's beautiful and sassy figure leaving, the priest and Si Zhe blinked in unison.Si Zhe's eyes were full of innocence and surprise, "Brother, why do I hear that my sister is going to perform the surgery on you personally?"

Priest Qingjun's eyebrows narrowed slightly, "That's what I heard."

The two brothers had their heads full of questions. They must have misunderstood.

The priest changed into a hospital gown and was pushed into the operating room by the medical staff. Si Zhe followed closely, and then he saw a female doctor wearing a light green surgical gown, a mask and white gloves walking over.

Her face was calm and her tone was even more calm, "Are you ready?"

"..."

The priest and Si Zhe were petrified on the spot.

The brothers widened their eyes and looked at Nan Song dressed as a doctor in disbelief.

If there was a problem with my understanding just now, it's not a problem with my eyes now, right?

"elder sister."

Si Zhe called Nan Song, his throat rolling, "It's you, do you want to operate on my brother?"

"Ah."

Nan Song lightly raised her eyelids, "Why, you can't trust me?"

Si Zhe shook his head like a rattle.

This is not a question of trustworthiness, but...his Grand Master Uncle and his beautiful sister can actually have medical skills?

The little nurse smiled at the side and said: "Don't worry, with Dr. Grace's intervention, even a dead horse can be resurrected. Your brother will definitely not become a lame."

"go in."

Nan Song walked in with both hands raised and gave Si Zhe a comforting look, "Wait outside. I'm here, don't be afraid."

Si Zhe nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice, trusting his sister unconditionally.

The operation lasted for nearly 10 minutes. When the red light went out, Si Zhe suddenly stood up from the bench. The medical staff pushed the priest out. Si Zhe immediately greeted him, "Brother!"

He looked at the pale priest with concern, "How is it? Does it hurt?"

The priest moved his white lips and showed a faint smile, "I was given anesthesia, it doesn't hurt."

"It will hurt later, and it will be a good thing to remember."

Accompanied by a cold voice, Nan Song walked out of the operating room, took off his mask, and ordered the medical staff to push the priest to the ward to let him rest.

Si Zhe saw that Nan Song's face was also a little pale, and her fair face was still stained with a thin layer of sweat, and he felt a little distressed, "Thank you for your hard work, sister."

He now knew why she slept all the way on the plane.

A faint smile appeared on Nan Song's face, "The operation was successful. As long as your brother stops jumping around and heals his injuries, he can still be alive and kicking."

When Si Zhe heard this, the big stone hanging in his heart could finally be put down, and he was very excited.

"Great! Thank you sister!"

Nan Song was infected by his smile and couldn't help laughing. Gu Heng came over and whispered a few words in her ear, which immediately made the smile on Nan Song's face fade and darken.

"You're playing tricks on my man. I think he doesn't want to hang around anymore!"

(End of this chapter)