Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 649
The one who came in was a female doctor holding a stack of documents.

Pang Jiayi had never seen it before, so it should be from the oncology department.

The female doctor was probably also frightened by the scene in front of her. After saying sorry, she hurriedly retreated, but when she thought of the document in her hand, she bit the bullet and said in a low voice, "Director Fang, you need to sign these Yes, one, urgently needed now."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly backed out.

Pang Jia pushed Fang Wei away with a cold face, strode outside without saying a word.

Fang Wei tugged on his tie with a sullen face, and with a "wow", he swung all the documents on the table down.

What is Mu Yunshen, he can play two pieces of music, not the Mu family, he is a fart!What kind of bastard has the right to compare with him!

"Tuk Tuk"

There were two knocks on the door, he took a deep breath, regained his usual calmness, and said lightly, "Come in."

The female doctor who went out just now came in again holding the documents.

She lowered her head, not daring to inquire about the situation, handed over the document, and said in a low voice, "Director Fang, these are the documents for your signature."

Fang Wei took it over and flipped through it, picked up a pen and wrote a few strokes, then suddenly stopped.

He reached out and picked out one of the reports, and frowned, "When did this woman come to check?"

The female doctor turned her head to look, and said in a low voice, "It should be last month, and it's not the patient I'm in charge of, so I don't know very well, Director Fang...do you know him?"

Fang Wei didn't speak, pinched the report, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said after a long time, "You bring me all her inspection reports, including the medical records."

The female doctor didn't know why, but she still responded, "Okay."

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Pang Jiayi held back her anger, came out of the oncology department, and ran to the rooftop to take a few breaths to suppress the anger.

At this time, the walkie-talkie in her pocket suddenly rang, and the department came to the emergency department, asking her to go down immediately.

Pang Jia responded, and hurried to the emergency room.

The subject of the operation was a young boy who was quite tall, but he was too immature and small. His upper body did not appear to be seriously injured, but his right leg was a bit horrible.

The trouser legs had been cut open by the assistant doctor, and the broken bones were stabbed blankly, which looked shocking.

The pants were already soaked in blood, and the injury looked terrible, and the child had already passed out from the pain.

Pang Jiayi frowned, endured the palpitations, obeyed the arrangement of the chief surgeon, and assisted at the side.

"This dress is still from Armani, it seems like he is a rich second generation."

Someone muttered something in a low voice, and someone next to him echoed, "It is said that the car was racing in the suburbs, and the car was knocked out of shape, and the person only had a broken leg. Luxury cars are different. The safety performance is amazing. "

"You're so young, you really want to die."

Pang Jiayi finally couldn't help raising his head, and said in a deep voice, "Have some morals, hemostat!"

The two people who spoke looked at each other, both a little annoyed, but because of the current situation, they didn't make a sound to refute.

Femur fracture requires internal fixation.

The operation lasted nearly three hours, and a total of six steel nails were inserted. At the end, Pang Jiayi let out a sigh of relief.

Professor Liang, the chief surgeon, took off his mask and asked, "Have you had this kind of surgery before?"

Pang Jia shook his head, hesitated and said, "When I was in Nanshan Hospital, I worked with Director Cheng a few times, but I always cooperated with him."

Professor Liang was a little surprised, and said immediately, "Is there a chief physician taking you now?"

Pang Jia was taken aback for a moment and shook his head.

Professor Liang smiled faintly, "Follow me from now on."

The sudden words made Pang Jiayi unable to recover for a long time. By the time she realized it, Professor Liang had already left.

Professor Liang is notoriously eccentric in the department of orthopedics. He hasn't brought in new recruits for many years. When she was called to help out just now, she was still a little uneasy. She didn't expect such a good thing to happen to her.

She took off her mask, smiled lightly, and chased after him briskly.

As soon as he came out of the operating room, he heard a familiar voice and said anxiously, "Say, how is my son?"

Out of curiosity, Pang Jia raised her head and glanced over there, only to be stunned for a moment.
on the spot.

The woman who spoke was none other than Mrs. Song, the gorgeously dressed woman who confronted her at Lin Junxiao's birthday party that night.

When she looked over, the woman also looked in her direction.

At that moment, her eyes became surprised, followed by panic and dissatisfaction.

Pang Jiayi was a little puzzled, and this time, they had only met twice, so it was really puzzling for her to look at someone who had met twice with this kind of eyes.

She looked away lightly, took off her mask, and walked to the changing room.

Zhao Youran just kept staring at her until her figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Professor Liang called her several times before she came back to her senses.

She brushed the ends of her hair a little out of composure, and whispered, "Can I go in and see him now?"

"Just transfer to the general ward."

Zhao Youran nodded, with a trace of paleness remaining on her face. After Professor Liang left, she looked in the direction Pang Jiayi left in confusion, frowning.

As soon as Pang Jia returned to the consulting room, he turned on the computer and began to sort out the case information.

After a while, a nurse sent over the patient's information.

"Doctor Pang, Professor Liang asked me to tell you this, saying that you will be in charge of the patients in Ward No. [-]."

Pang Jia picked it up and looked it over, frowned, raised her head after a few seconds and said, "Tell Director Liang that I know."

After the nurse left, Pang Jiayi looked at the filled content on it again.

Song Ke, 19 years old, is a freshman this year, and he is still a student. Those people are really right, the second generation of officials, the second generation of red and the second generation of rich people, good luck.

She sighed softly, took a pen and signed on it.

An hour later, after sorting out the materials, she looked at the time and realized that the anesthetic had expired, so she got up and went to the ward.

Ward No. [-] is a single ward. The facilities here are worse than Nanshan Hospital, but the beds are very urgent.

When she reached the door of the ward, she raised her hand and knocked lightly. After a long time, someone opened the door.

It was Mrs. Song who opened the door. It was really strange that there was only one person in the house after the child had an accident for so long.

Pang Jia remained calm and said calmly, "Hi, is the patient awake?"

Zhao Youran was stunned for a moment, before she could speak, there was a whimper from behind, she turned around, and saw Song Ke opened his eyes with a pale face.

Ignoring Pang Jiayi's side, she walked in quickly, and said with concern, "Xiao Ke? Xiao Ke? How do you feel?"

Song Ke frowned, and tried to move his leg, but found that it hurt so badly that he couldn't even lift it.

There was panic in his eyes, and he trembled, "Mom, me, am I disabled?"

(End of this chapter)