I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 412 The Genius Chief of the International Academy of Medical Sciences
"I'll do this operation!" Song Yan's voice was firm, with an attitude that could not be resolved.

This?
Not only Qiao's family was stunned, but all the medical staff who came out of the emergency room were also dumbfounded.

It is absolutely unprecedented for doctors from other hospitals to operate on patients across hospitals!
"No!" The middle-aged man interrupted in a cold voice, "The patient is from our hospital, if something happens—"

Song Yan, "I will bear it."

Su Shao raised his eyes and looked at the tall figure, which really gave people a feeling of being reliable.

"This..." It was the first time for a middle-aged man to encounter such a situation.

"My operation is [-]% sure of success." Song Yan didn't change his face, but it made the eyes of all the medical staff widen.

Eighty percent?

Almost perfect brain surgery!

Even the top brain surgery experts in the country may not be able to have such a certainty of success, but this man in front of him, who seems to be only in his 20s, actually said that he is [-]% sure?

Is it outrageous, or serious?
"You have [-]%?" The middle-aged male doctor's voice was a little unbelievable, and the tone was crazy.

"En." Song Yan nodded.

"Are you an expert in brain surgery?"

"No."

"Then I'm sorry, this operation is still not available for you." The middle-aged man refused.

It's not that he's stubborn, but that he has to be responsible to the patient, let a little doctor with unknown origin perform the operation on the patient, what if the operation fails?A bunch of them are going to be unlucky!

Su Shao watched anxiously, grabbed Song Yan's sleeve, "What should I do brother, what should I do now."

She looked at the leading middle-aged male doctor, "I believe he can do what he says! And my grandma's situation is also very bad, I really can't wait."

"Wait a minute." Song Yanchao nodded slightly to the middle-aged male doctor.

He raised his hand and rubbed the head of the little girl beside him, "I'll make a call."

Song Yan took out his mobile phone, found a number from the address book and dialed it.

The other party answered quickly, he said a few words, and then handed the phone to the middle-aged male doctor, "Your dean."

The middle-aged male doctor said "ah", stared blankly at the mobile phone in front of him, and took it belatedly and put it next to his ear.

While listening to the movement on the phone carefully, he seemed to be determined to determine whether the voice on the phone belonged to their dean. To be shocked, to be dumbfounded in the end.

The phone hangs up.

The middle-aged male doctor swallowed a mouthful of spit, "So you are the rumored Dr. Song! When I saw you today, you are really a hero out of a boy. I really didn't expect it."

Song Yan interrupted his boastful words, "Can you prepare the surgical gown?"

"Yes, yes! You come with me!" The attitude of the middle-aged male doctor almost changed 180 degrees, which stunned Qiao's family.

Even Su Shao never thought of such a situation.

She knew that Song Yan was the youngest winner of the Nobel Prize in Medicine in the world, so she wouldn't let a middle-aged doctor treat him like this?

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." These were the last words Song Yan said to Su Shao before entering the emergency room.

Unprecedented seriousness and rigor, it's not like saying a few words, but more like a promise and guarantee!

Su Shao looked at him, unable to utter a single word, but believed unconditionally in his heart.

It seemed that she had never trusted anyone so firmly except him.

Watching that Qingjun's back disappear at the door of the emergency room, Su Shao raised his sleeves and wiped away his tears, a trace of strength appeared in his eyes.

Not long after Song Yan entered the operating room, a slightly chunky figure hurried over, followed by a group of people, some with cameras in their hands and tripods on their shoulders.

What is this movement?
The middle-aged male doctor hurried forward, "Dean."

The short and fat man looked around, "Doctor Song? Have you already gone in for surgery?"

"Well, just go in."

"Hurry up, hurry up! Hurry up and observe, the genius chief surgeon of the International Academy of Medical Sciences, not everyone is lucky enough to see it!"

　2021, Happy New Year Duck! !You must give me happiness, live a good life, and love yourself well! ! !
　　
　
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