The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Four hours later, the red light on the operating room door went off.

Mao Nana stood up immediately, and was the first to rush to the door.

The surgeon in charge came out. This person was in his fifties, and he must not be an ordinary person to perform the operation on Shen Zhou. He must be a top expert in kidney transplantation. Even the stitching assistant is an expert in the industry.

"The operation was a success, the family members can rest assured, but..." the chief surgeon paused at this point.

Mao Nana immediately asked nervously: "What's wrong, doctor? Is there something wrong with Shen Zhou's body?"

The doctor shook his head: "I reminded Mr. Shen before that in fact, according to his physical condition, he is not eligible for kidney donation, but he insisted on doing so. Although the operation was successful, the risks he will face afterwards will be very high. Family members must be careful. Take care of her and come to the hospital regularly to check her kidney function."

"Mr. Shen has been transferred to the general ward for seven days of observation. If there is no problem, he can be discharged..."

Seeing Shen Zhou being pushed out by the nurse, Mao Nana rushed over immediately.

The chief surgeon wanted to talk about Zhu Xiangxiang's situation, but he couldn't help sighing when he saw this.

"Doctor, how is Zhu Xiangxiang?"

The chief surgeon looked up, his eyes brightened, but he still remembered his occupation, coughed and said, "I have to tell you the key point. Although the operation was successful, the family members should not take it lightly. The six months after the operation are very important." A period of observation to ensure that there will be no rejection...."

Ding Jing listened carefully, "Okay, I'll make a note, doctor."

The chief surgeon left in a hurry with his staff, and then Zhu Xiangxiang was pushed out by the nurses and sent to the ICU. After 24 hours of observation, there was no problem, and he could be transferred to the general ward.

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When Zhu Xiangxiang woke up, it was already the evening of the next day.

As the sun set, the girl sitting by the window took a book, lowered her head and carefully read it. Her neck was slender and graceful, and the pale golden light was like the most beautiful brocade covering her body, as beautiful as a dream.

In the silent ward, there was only the sound of pages being turned gently.

Zhu Xiangxiang coughed lightly, and the girl who was reading closed the thick English book, got up and walked over.

"Wake up, is there any discomfort?"

The girl standing against the light had gentle eyes, Zhu Xiangxiang's brain was a little dazed, wondering if it was because of the anesthesia left in her body, when she opened her mouth, her voice became hoarse.

"You... why are you here?"

Ming Jing pressed the emergency bell beside the bed, "You call me aunt, and I will naturally take care of you."

Zhu Xiangxiang pursed her lips, "Mingjing, I used to be obsessed with ghosts and hurt you countless times. I owe you an apology. Can you forgive me for being ignorant in the past?"

After finishing the words, she cautiously looked at Ming Jing, her eyes full of hope.

Ming Jing's expression did not fluctuate from beginning to end, and he said calmly: "Talk too much, and the wound will hurt."

Sure enough, the next moment Zhu Xiangxiang felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen, and his face turned pale in an instant.

The next moment, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the medical team began to check her physical condition.

When all the dust settled, Ming Jing was nowhere to be found in the ward.

Zhu Xiangxiang was lying on the hospital bed with a secret smile on the corner of his mouth.

For heaven's sake, the kidney transplant was successful.

After that, she still has a long time, not only the Shen family's property, but also all the humiliation suffered in the past, she will get back one by one.

Now Ming Jing is the treasure of Mr. Shen's heart, she is not suitable for confrontation, she must make a good plan...

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"Miss, why do you take care of her yourself, hasn't she hurt you enough?"

Xiaohua pouted, very resentful.

Ming Jing walked to the door of Shen Zhou's ward, and when he was about to open the door to enter, he heard voices coming from inside, turned around and left.

At the end of the corridor stood two tall men in black. Seeing Ming Jing, they immediately stood up straight and said respectfully, "Miss."

The bodyguard pushed open the door behind him, and a ward that could be called luxurious appeared in front of him.

This is the top VIP ward of the hospital. At this moment, there was a shout in the ward: "Get out."

An apple rolls to Ming Jing's feet.

The man raised his head in panic, seeing Ming Jing as if he saw a life-saving straw: "Miss..."

Lin Feng has not recovered from serious injuries, and Ye Jian has also suffered injuries of varying degrees. Now they are recuperating in this hospital, so Han Qiu was forced to step up. Before, he was just helping Ye Jian and running errands. Surprised, but soon he couldn't laugh.

Lord Xiao is not a good master to serve. These days he has been living in fear and thrilling. If this continues, he will die early.

But the eldest lady is different, no one knows, the only one who can control Lord Xiao is the eldest lady in front of her.

Ming Jing picked up the apple on the ground and walked in: "Who messed with our Master Xiao?"

Seeing Ming Jing, Ran Tengxiao calmed down his hostility, and glanced at Han Qiu, Han Qiu backed out with a wink, and closed the door carefully.

Ming Jing sat down on the sofa, picked up the fruit knife on the table, and slowly peeled the apple.

Ran Tengxiao stared at her: "I haven't had time to ask you these two days, did you go to Nanzhou and bring Qiu Yelang back?"

He searched for a long time, and finally found out that Qiu Yelang was hiding in Nanzhou. It's just that he is inconvenient to move now, otherwise he would definitely find out this person with his own hands.

Ming Jing cut open the apple with a knife, put it in the fruit plate, and handed it to Ran Tengxiao.

"Eat some apples to quench the fire."

Looking at her calm face, Ran Tengxiao sighed helplessly. He opened the drawer, took out a stack of documents and handed them to her, "You can take a look."

Ming Jing took it, pulled out the chair, sat down and looked at the documents quietly.

She read it quickly, and after about five minutes, she closed the file and put it aside.

"After the Ching Ming Festival, I'm going to Nanxi Island..."

"No." Before Ming Jing finished speaking, Ran Tengxiao strongly objected.

"It's too dangerous over there, you can't go."

"First, the missing cargo ship of Ran's family, even if it is just a wreck, must be found. Second, Jiang Chunlan wants to see people in life, and corpses in death. Third..."

Ding Jing paused, "This mysterious organization is not simple. It has unknowingly extended its tentacles to the country. I have to find out."

Although the person who kidnapped Jiang Chunlan that night erased all the monitoring, he forgot that in this era of big data, everything can be traced. The latest monitoring system developed by Shenzhou Group has withstood hacker attacks. Seconds of video, but enough.

The information technology personnel studied the three-second video for many days, and finally used the latest technology to find the only clue that could reveal the identity of this person.

There is a tattoo on the man's wrist. After restoration with technology, it is a pattern of three fire dragons rolled together, especially like a mysterious totem. If you look closely, the three fire dragons look like three letters combined together.

GOD, God.