C21

"Acute appendicitis, which is to say, surgery is best performed immediately." Zheng Rui's serious expression did not seem like he was lying.

"Operation?" Hearing this word, Gong Yichen hesitated.

"It's okay, it's a simple operation. There's basically no danger." Zheng Rui seemed to have seen through his misgivings and comforted him.

Gong Yichen frowned, he muttered to himself for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I believe you."

Zheng Rui was the youngest and most promising doctor he had ever met, but at such a young age, he had made a lot of contributions to the medical community.

It was just a simple appendicitis operation, so Gong Yichen was more at ease if it was given to him.

Even though it was already night time, the hospital was still brightly lit, the white light of the lamp signaled the words "Surgery".

On the bench outside the operation room, only Gong Yichen sat where he was uneasily, staring at the tightly shut door of the operation room.

After living for so long, Gong Yichen had never felt that time was so slow, slow to the point that he was about to become impatient.

He was usually calm, but when it came to this sort of thing, he would still not be at ease.

This operation was Zheng Rui's main blade, he was so skilled that he finished the operation in less than 10 minutes, and pushed Song Jiayin who was still in a deep sleep out.

Just as he was pushed out of the operation room, Gong Yichen rushed forward to check on his condition.

After going through an ice-cold operation, Song Jiayin's smiling face had also turned pale white, and even her rosy lips had lost their color due to the cold.

Her pretty eyebrows were slightly knitted, as if she was still in pain.

Song Jia Yin quietly laid on the snow-white bed with a bag of medicine hanging from her arm. "Let's go.

Zheng Rui walked out from the operation room, and while removing the mask on his face, he walked to Gong Yichen's side and patted his shoulder in consolation, "Don't worry, nothing happened.

"Thank you." Gong Yichen nodded, he had just left to take care of Song Jiayin, he did not expect to be suddenly pulled by Zheng Rui.

Zheng Rui bit his lips, and finally sighed and said: "To be honest, I … His son was found. "There is a problem with the palace, maybe …"

Gong Yichen's expression subtly changed. He remained silent as both his hands tightly clenched into fists.

"You …" Zheng Rui still wanted to say something, but ultimately, he was unable to say it out loud.

From Gong Yichen's gaze, one could tell that his feelings for Song Jiayin were not as simple as playing around. It was most likely the first time he had met Gong Yichen … He was tempted.

After remaining silent for a long while, Gong Yichen took a deep breath and enunciated each word clearly, "I think I know what to do."

"Is that so? That's good." Zheng Rui also heaved a sigh of relief for Song Jiayin.

After all, he was Gong Yichen's best friend and thought for Gong Yichen from the bottom of his heart.

He thought for a bit, before continuing to instruct Gong Yichen: "Tomorrow, she should wake up. Let her have a good sleep, you should also get an early rest. By the way, when she wakes up, remember to call her for exhaust. "

"..." "Alright." Gong Yichen pursed his lips, and nodded helplessly.

Returning to the ward, Song Jiayin's expression seemed to be much better than when she left the operation room.

He stared at Song Jiayin's sleeping face and muttered: "Yin Yin, you are so hard on people …"