Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Charlie Liu had just finished changing into surgical clothes and was about to enter the disinfection area for full-body disinfection when a hand climbed up from behind and patted his shoulder.

"Who!" He was already nervous, and with a loud voice, he turned around and saw a pair of dark green pupils. It was a girl wearing a surgical nurse's uniform. She looked young, not like a foreigner, and her eyebrows had an oriental charm. .

"Who are you?" He wasn't sure where he had seen the other person, and because he felt guilty, he turned around and suppressed his temper immediately.

The man only frowned slightly and tried to remember.

"We know each other?"

Seeing how hard he was thinking about it, the girl raised her lips and kindly answered his questions: "We don't know each other."

The man frowned, straightened his back, and looked at the girl in front of him again. He didn't know why he was patting his shoulder from behind?

The girl seemed to have the ability to read minds, and added in the next second: "To be precise, I know you, but you don't know me. You are an expert at New Special Surgery Hospital, and I have seen reports about you."

Hospital for Special Surgery, referred to as HSS.

It was the earliest orthopedic specialty hospital established in the 18th century and is an affiliated hospital of Cornell University Medical College.

Later it gradually evolved into the current HSS.

As the world's leading orthopedic surgery hospital, HSS has a success rate of 98% in completing hip and knee surgeries. Mu Qingtian brought in experts here, which shows that he attaches great importance to Mu Di's surgery.

"You..." Charlie Liu was confused by her series of introductions, and finally realized what was wrong: "Can you speak Chinese?"

"Ah." The girl was not nervous. She looked at him with green eyes and said frankly, "My dad is from Country Z." Her dad is indeed from Country Z, but she just didn't say that she was also from Country Z.

"That's it." Charlie Liu looked at her face with a very oriental outline again, showing the original expression, slightly relieved the tension on her face, and showed a hypocritical smile: "My parents are also from Z country. It’s just that we immigrated later. We are half fellow villagers.”

Qiao Nian looked into his eyes and asked abruptly: "I feel that you are very nervous. Is it because of the subsequent surgery?"

Charlie Liu's face froze, defense appeared in his eyes, and he immediately looked away: "...Why do you feel so?"

Qiao Nian's words were also giving him a chance: "Maybe if you have any troubles, you can tell me about it. We all have Chinese blood in our bodies. Just like you said, we are half fellow countrymen."

"That's enough! I don't know what you are talking about, it's inexplicable! Don't talk to me anymore, it will affect my surgery!"

Charlie Liu lowered his face and interrupted her. He rubbed the disinfectant alcohol on his hands and walked inside without looking back.

Qiao Nian was left where she was, watching him enter the operating room first. She dropped her hands to her sides and curled her fingers. She quickly suppressed the depression in her eyes, pursed her lips, and took a step forward to enter. The middle-aged man was standing in the disinfected area, letting the alcohol mist sprayed around him stick to his body.

Good words cannot persuade a damned person.

She gave him a chance.

He had to run into her, and Qiao Nian couldn't change her plan for him alone. Otherwise, once the other party was alert, it would be difficult for her to catch up.

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at the same time.

The Mu family of the Sixth Continent.

The atmosphere in the manor was extremely heavy. The servants entered and exited gently, trying not to make any noise. They even held their breath when passing by the living room.