Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again



"It's fine, it's fine." Mother Xie patted her back to comfort her.

Father Xie also said disapprovingly, "Xinyao doesn't have any ill intentions. She's just worried about Tingyun and said a few more words. If you don't want to hear it, just talk to her nicely. She's not the kind of person who won't listen. We're family. Why do you have to be like this?"

Old Madam Xie was more concerned about what Xie Xinyao had said. She pulled a long face and looked at Qiao Nian with an unfriendly gaze. Then, she turned to Nan Tianyi and asked in a low voice, "Tianyi, is what Xinyao said true? Is she really Tingyun's doctor? Did she prescribe that medicine?"

Nan Tianyi could sternly ask Xie Xinyao to leave, but he could not speak to Old Madam Xie like this.

He frowned and subconsciously opened his mouth. He was about to tell them not to harp on this matter at a time like this.

Could this be more important than Xie Tingyun's life?

Before he could respond, a doctor quickly ran out of the operating room and said anxiously, "Oh no, the patient's vital signs are rapidly decreasing! She has to undergo surgery immediately."

Xie Tingyun had been adjusting her body and had yet to undergo cancer removal surgery.

Therefore, the surgery that the hospital was talking about at this time was a large-scale surgery that would involve gastric lavage and cancer cell removal.

It was very difficult.

Not many people in the independent continent dared to do it.

At first, Qiao Nian was still listening to Nan Tianyi and the others talk about Xie Tingyun's situation. Seeing the sudden situation, she was not in a mess like them.

Instead, she calmly took out her phone and walked to the side to make a call.

The call was picked up instantly.

Qiao Nian's voice was low and hoarse as if she was not in a hurry. However, anyone who knew her personality knew that she was already very anxious. "Are you here yet?"

"I'm here."

"How long will it take for you to come up?"

"I'm waiting for the elevator. One minute."

"I'll wait for you." Before hanging up, the girl emphasized, "The situation has changed. Hurry up."

At this moment, in the elevator.

Zhong Yiliu was asking, "What's wrong? What's the situation on your side?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that the other party had already hung up.

Zhong Yiliu looked depressed. He slowly put down his phone and said to his assistant, "Let's take the stairs."

"The stairs?" The assistant was shocked. He looked at the floor number displayed on the panel and then said, "Elder Zhong, the elevator is about to come down. Should we wait?"

Zhong Yiliu waved his hand and said indifferently, "We're not waiting anymore. Let's take the stairs. Anyway, it's only the third floor. We'll get there soon. Too many people are using the elevator. I don't know how long we'll have to wait."

The assistant could only follow him.

As she climbed the stairs with him, she was still thinking hard about who could make the old President of their Pharmacy Association climb the stairs to see them regardless of his age.

How much weight did this person have in Elder Zhong's heart to make him do this?

…

The doctors came out.

However, it was still the same situation as before. No one dared to take responsibility for Xie Tingyun's health, so no one was willing to step forward to do this surgery.

Everyone was arguing fiercely and saying nonsense like "the patient's condition is critical", "this surgery is too risky", and "does the patient need to undergo surgery immediately?"

In fact, Xie Tingyun could not afford to wait.

By the time they came to a conclusion, the patient would have passed away.