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  Fu Zhiyan rushed all the way to the military hospital. As soon as the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, he immediately got out of the car and rushed inside.

  andy followed behind him, holding the document in his arms and refraining from saying a word.

   "Han Xiaoye." He saw the little woman sitting outside the operating room hugging her knees and hurried over.

  Han Xiaoye's every second is like a year. She sits outside waiting alone, and every second has countless thoughts flashing through her mind. Suddenly she heard someone calling her, she raised her head sharply, and her eyes turned red when she saw the person coming. With a wow, he threw himself into the arms of the man!

   "Little uncle, what should I do? Aunt Feng hasn't come out yet."

   "A few more doctors went in just now, and I don't know if they were the ones called by Dr. Qin. I want to ask, but I'm afraid of disturbing their operation."

"What if Aunt Feng's operation is unsuccessful? Will you blame me for signing on my own initiative? Woo... No, crow mouth! Aunt Feng's operation will definitely be successful, it will be successful. When I found out about Aunt Feng, I have already done it according to the first aid method taught on Baidu, and it will be fine. Right, little uncle?"

   Her eyes were red and she was crying with snot and tears.

   Fu Zhiyan hugged her tightly, "Don't worry, it will be fine."

"Um."

  Han Xiaoye responded, how could he not be worried in his heart. She anxiously waited with Fu Zhiyan for the operation to end.

   After a while, Fu Xiao and Mo Xixia came together.

  Fu Xiao obviously came here in a hurry. He didn't take off his military uniform. He was wearing a straight military uniform with one star and one bar on him, so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off. On the other hand, Mo Xiaxia was carrying a large canvas bag and stood beside Fu Xiao, just like a college student. The combination of the two has attracted a lot of attention.

   As soon as Mo Xiaxia approached, she immediately looked at Han Xiaoye and explained, "I met him on the road and hitched a ride. Xiaoye, how is your mother?"

  Han Xiaoye shook his head, "I don't know."

   "You told me on the phone that the doctor said that Mom may be suffering from sudden cerebral congestion, have you been diagnosed?" Mo Xiaxia looked anxious and pale.

  Han Xiaoye bit his lower lip, "It's confirmed."

   Mo Xiaxia seemed to be hit hard, took a staggered step back, and covered her face with her hands, "How could it be? I was fine when I left the day before yesterday, how could it suddenly..."

  Fu Xiao was relatively calm, his resolute thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his aura was overwhelming, "What's the situation now, the operation has already started here?"

   "...I think this kind of sudden illness, hurry up and the surgery should have a higher success rate, so I..."

   "Nonsense!" Fu Xiao was in a bad mood, and his tone became more serious, "Who is the leader? Have you contacted their dean? Where are the experts? Are they in place?"

   "...I..." Han Xiaoye was extremely flustered by the questioning.

   She didn't think too much about it, she just thought about having the surgery as soon as possible to get more power. She didn't know any dean either. She didn't have the dean's phone number. The only thing she could think of was Qin Fang. She called Qin Fang, and Qin Fang also said that he would handle it. She has no idea if there are any experts in this area.

  Han Xiaoye was already uneasy, but he was even more disturbed by Fu Xiao's stern questioning. He moved his mouth several times, but he didn't know how to explain the situation at that time.

   Just when she was at a loss, a handsome figure stood in front of her. Fu Zhiyan's face was sinking like water, and he looked at Fu Xiao face to face, Eagle Falcon's eyes were extremely cruel. After staring at Fu Xiao for about three seconds, he made a decisive move, grabbed Fu Xiao by the collar, and punched him!

   "Ah! There's a fight!"

   "Look, there's a fight over there!"

   There was a commotion in the hospital corridor.

He was too fast, punched twice in a row, and pushed the unprepared man against the wall with fierce eagle eyes, "What qualifications do you have to question? Don't forget, whose fault is it, Mom. You are in a bad mood. Well, others may not be in a good mood, and no one has the obligation to be your punching bag."

   "..." Fu Xiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but said nothing.

Fu Zhiyan let go of his collar, took two steps back sternly, distanced himself, and said forcefully and arrogantly, "She called me before the operation, and I agree with her signing the operation book, what are your complaints? Come to me."

  Fu Xiao frowned, his stubborn jaw tightened, "You agree? Do you know that this kind of surgery is very risky? There is no first-class expert to perform the surgery, do you know what the success rate is?"

"I know."

  Fu Xiao suppressed his anger, "Do you know how dare you agree?"

   "Don't you agree to wait for you?" Fu Zhiyan asked rhetorically.

   "You can wait for me, I know a brain specialist who is very experienced in this area of ​​surgery, if he is..."

  Fu Zhiyan interrupted him, "Where is that brain expert?"

   "He's in Beijing, I can pick him up or let him drive over. No matter what, I can't just agree to such an important operation. If something goes wrong, who will be held responsible?!"

Han Xiaoye felt extremely uncomfortable, as if a pair of hands were choking her breath, her face was pale, and she muttered, "Don't be arguing, I have to sign, if Aunt Feng has something to do, I...I... "

   How can she be responsible? You can't lose your life to Feng Yaqin, can you? Even if she is willing to pay, she still has a little bun in her stomach, so she can't let the little bun pay with her, right?

   Mo Xiaxia saw that her expression was wrong, and her face was pale, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore. Walking in front of Fu Xiao, he suddenly grabbed his clothes, pulled the man about 1.8 meters down and bent down, looked him in the eyes, and asked coldly, "I'm in charge, okay?"

   "Xia Xia, don't make trouble!"

"It's not me who's making trouble, it's you! What time is it now? Mom is still doing surgery on the operating table, what are you doing? You've already thought about putting the blame on someone else if you don't succeed. Who should be responsible, in your heart? Don't you know?" Mo Xiaxia's doll-like beautiful and delicate face was painful, and she said, "Ono did a good job. If I were here, I might not dare to take the risk and sign the consent form for the operation. Why? Because I am afraid that an unreasonable person like you will put the blame on me! Fu Xiao, we are really responsible. I am at fault, and you are at fault too. If it weren't for us, Mom wouldn't be in a bad mood, more No sudden cerebral congestion. Don't you know what is sudden? Huh?"

  Fu Xiao pressed his forehead, as if his whole body was decadent.

Of course he knew what    Mo Xiaxia said. But the recent series of blows were too quick and abrupt. He was a little out of control just now, and he couldn't control his emotions, which scared the little niece.

**** it!

  Fu Xiao felt more uncomfortable than anyone else. He glanced at Han Xiaoye in debt and wanted to say sorry, but he couldn't open his mouth.