Mad Dragon gets out of prison and marries a beautiful CEO.

Chapter 82

In the operating room.

Chang Lin, scalpel in hand, performs surgery on a patient severely injured in a car accident. His plan is to sever the patient's major artery to create the illusion of massive internal bleeding, so that she will die on the operating table.

The organ donation agreement has already been forged, and no family member's signature is required. The patient's heart is removed directly, and after the wound is stitched up, the patient's family will not notice.

Once they're pushed into the crematorium and burned, no one will know.

"Dean Chang, your phone has been ringing. Is something urgent?"

The assistant reminded him.

"Who hit him?"

Chang Lin did not stop moving, preparing to sever the major artery.

"It's Dean Zhao calling, should we answer?"

The assistant picked up the phone and glanced at it.

Chang Lin paused, not making a cut, and said:

"Stop the bleeding first, give me your phone."

Taking the phone, Chang Lin stepped to the side and said politely:

"Dean Zhao, what are your instructions?"

Zhao Guangzhu laughed heartily:

"No instructions, but I have good news for you. Our Harmony Hospital has finally been upgraded to a five-star hospital. Your status in the medical field is different now, and your salary and benefits will have to be increased accordingly."

Chang Lin already knew about this; Xu Jiang told him.

Zhao Guangzhu was a straightforward person who trusted Xu Jiang implicitly and never treated him unfairly. Xu Jiang was like a brother to Zhao Guangzhu, who had shown him great kindness.

Chang Lin said happily:

"Congratulations! Dean Zhao's mind has finally opened up."

Zhao Guangzhu laughed heartily:

"Yes, it's open."

"The hospital's promotion this time is largely thanks to Mr. Chen. He is now one of our hospital's shareholders. Let's sit down and have dinner together when we're done with this."

"He just called and said the hospital has admitted a patient injured in a car accident named Yang Muqing. Have someone check her out and make sure she is safe. We can't afford any mishaps."

Chang Lin was startled, glanced back at the patient lying on the operating table, and hurriedly replied:

"Okay, I understand!"

Zhao Guangzhu said:

"Nothing else, you can go ahead and do your work."

The phone rang.

Chang Lin disinfected himself again and walked towards the operating table, feeling hesitant.

Yang Muqing was someone that Dean Zhao and Chen Li valued. If she died, they would definitely perform an autopsy. Fortunately, they didn't touch her, otherwise it would have been troublesome.

So be it.

Two other girls were brought in with her, one of whom was not so lucky and could not be saved; she was about to be sent to the morgue.

After the surgery, I will personally go to the morgue and remove the girl's heart. The heart should be able to meet Xu Jiang's needs within an hour.

Yang Muqing's surgery was successful, but she was still unconscious due to the anesthesia wearing off.

As Chang Lin walked out of the operating room, he said to the waiting family members:

"The surgery was successful and the patient is out of danger. The nurse will bring her out in a bit. She needs to rest, so just leave one family member to take care of her. Please don't disturb her rest."

"I only have this one daughter, thank you so much, doctor!"

Yang Muqing's mother was so excited that she wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but was stopped by the relatives next to her.

Chang Lin quickly took two steps forward to support her and comforted her:

"Treating and saving lives is a doctor's duty, but hospitals don't do that."

Everyone present praised Dean Chang for his superb medical skills and noble medical ethics, making Chang Lin beam with pride.

come back to the office.

He changed his clothes, put on a mask, slung a medical kit over his shoulder, took the fast track downstairs, circled around to the morgue, and went to retrieve the heart of the girl who had just passed away.

……

Chen Li parked the car downstairs at the hospital and took Chen Jia and Sister Hong to the inpatient department to visit Yang Muqing.

Arrived at the ward.

Seeing Yang Muqing's mother sitting by the bedside, Sister Hong asked softly:

"Auntie, how is Mu Qing?"

Lu Min recognized Sister Hong and hurriedly stood up, not even having time to wipe away the tears on her face, and smiled:

"It's alright, it's alright now. Vice President Chang personally performed the surgery, and the patient is out of danger. He told me to get plenty of rest and not to be disturbed."

Sister Hong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"That's good, it's good that you're alright. This is Mr. Chen, who is now one of the shareholders of Harmony Hospital. He's the one who put in a good word for Dean Zhao to take good care of Mu Qing."

Lu Min then realized that the vice dean's politeness was due to the help of Mu Qing's good friend, and quickly said:

"Thank you all so much. I thank you on behalf of Mu Qing."

Chen Li said politely;

"Auntie, please don't be so polite. I know a little about medicine. Let me take her pulse and understand her condition better."

Although Lu Min had doubts in her heart—what medical skills could someone so young know—she didn't say anything out of politeness and stepped aside.

Chen Li sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers resting on her fair wrist. After a moment, he said:

"Her vital energy has returned to normal, but she is still a little weak. She will be able to get out of bed and move around after resting for half a month, but..."

Fearing there might be some hidden danger to her daughter, Lu Min quickly said:

"Mr. Chen, please feel free to speak your mind; I can accept anything you say."

Chen Li hesitated for a moment, then said:

"It's not a big problem, but don't you find it strange that she hasn't been in a relationship?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Min, Chen Jia, and Sister Hong all looked at Chen Li at the same time. Could there be some secret behind this?

"She's never had a boyfriend. Is there something wrong with her?"

Lu Min was completely confused and kept urging her to find a boyfriend, but she always used being busy with her career as an excuse to brush her off.

"She has imperforate ovaries, but there's no need to worry; surgery can correct it."

Chen Li explained.

what?

The three looked at each other in disbelief, even the mother herself hadn't considered this possibility, and were greatly shocked.

Lying on the hospital bed, Yang Muqing made soft moaning sounds, looking weak and listless. Sister Hong quickly stepped forward and bent down to listen to what she had to say.

Half-asleep, Yang Muqing overheard their conversation and realized the identities of everyone present. She felt both ashamed and helpless, and said:

"Sister Hong, your friend is so rude..."

Sister Hong smiled and said:

"They helped you get treatment, and you still say they're impolite. If Mr. Chen hadn't put in a good word for you and the hospital hadn't given you special treatment, it's hard to say whether you'd even make it to the afterlife."

"Mr. Chen's medical skills are superb. Don't worry, since he said so, he has a way to cure it."

Yang Muqing was covered in bandages, with only her eyes and the corners of her mouth showing. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said:

"Thank you all. My good friend Lin Jie was in the accident with me. How is she?"

Hongjie looked at her mother and asked:

"How is her friend Lin Jie?"

Lu Min's eyes darkened, and she said:

"Mu Qing, take good care of your injuries..."

Yang Muqing interrupted her, asking with all her might:

"How is Lin Jie? I want to hear the results."

Lu Min sighed:

"She couldn't be saved."

Crystalline tears rolled down her cheeks. Yang Muqing stared blankly at the ceiling, as if she had lost her soul, unable to calm down for a long time. She said:

"By the time I was able to get out of bed, her funeral was already over. If she hadn't saved me from serious injury, I would be the one lying in the morgue. I wanted to see her one last time..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Sister Hong comforted her:

"Muqing, don't be sad. I'll go to the morgue right now to make a video call for you so you can see me one last time."