The Surgeon's Studio

Panda Novel

President Yu asked in detail about the situation and expressed his doubts about such a strange case. After talking for a while, he felt much better.

Zheng Ren received a phone call. Sister Lin and Lawyer Ge, whom he had met in Sea City, had arrived. Therefore, he and Su Yun went to communicate and explain the situation.

Lin Jiaojiao came with him, but she did not see Zou Jiahua at all.

He was one of the richest men in Xiangjiang. Lin Jiaojiao’s status was nothing to him.

But Lawyer Ge was more well-known. He had already inquired about how to deal with similar matters. He sharpened his gun at the last minute and did his homework. In addition to his many years of experience, he was also quite methodical when talking to the Zou family’s lawyer.

After all, Lawyer Ge was experienced and could barely cope with it.

After busying himself for nearly an hour, the agreement was signed. Zou Yu’s side also received news that the bio-electric pacemaker had already arrived at the Imperial Capital International Airport and was being sent to the 912.

After calculating the time, Zou Jiahua did not hesitate and prepared to go on stage directly.

He no longer wanted to face the day when he would face death as soon as he closed his eyes. He did not want to delay for even a minute.

This was considered overtime. Because Zheng Ren did not need the help of a technician outside when he performed surgery, only Little Yiren and another nurse were busy with preoperative preparations.

The surgery was not a big one. Many of the details had to be faced carefully by ordinary doctors. For Zheng Ren, who was at the level of a Master in the field of interventional surgery, this was a small matter.

What he had to face was whether the new equipment required new surgical techniques to use.

Zheng Ren greeted the people from the Zou family before he went to the operating theater to change his clothes and go for preoperative surgical training.

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Zou Jiahua stood in the special demands ward, feeling uneasy.

As the heir of a big corporation, he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and received an elite education from a young age. In addition to his good luck, he started to get involved in the family business at the age of 18, and he made many achievements, which made everyone look at him in a new light.

Self-confidence had always been one of Zou Jiahua’s characteristics. He was very unfamiliar with this kind of apprehensive feeling in his heart. His future was uncertain, and his life and death were unpredictable…

Even if the surgery was successful, would he still have to face death again and again?

Zou Jiahua did not know, but no matter what the future was, he would not run away.

At this time, running away was meaningless and would only bring negative results.

His subordinates were busy. Zou Jiahua called his lawyer and chatted with him alone for a while. If the surgery failed, he already knew how to divide the family assets. Although it happened in a hurry, it was not difficult for Zou Jiahua, the king of the business world.

He left a will and sealed it. Zou Jiahua thought that he had done what he had to do. The rest would depend on his fate.

Doctor Zheng’s assistant informed him that he would be going to the operating theater in ten minutes.

Zou Jiahua felt that his mouth and tongue were dry, but he could not drink water yet. This made his heart even more troubled.

Using modern science to treat head-lowering surgery, was he desperate or was he dreaming? Zou Jiahua revealed a trace of an embarrassed smile.

Yes, even he himself did not think that the probability of success was high.

But in the face of death again and again, he had to do something to ease the pressure in his heart so that he would not collapse. Otherwise, just waiting for death would make people anxious about facing death.

Bewitching techniques, voodoo… When he thought of this, Zou Jiahua was extremely frustrated.

On his tenth birthday, his father, who had already passed away, blew out the birthday candle and made a wish. After that, he chased everyone away and told him the secret of the family.

The outside world’s guesses were not groundless. Although his father did not know the ins and outs of the story, the things that Zou Jiahua told him were basically the same as the outside world’s guesses.

He had sent people to the Southern Ocean countless times to look for all kinds of masters and had broken the head-lowering spell countless times, but in the end, he still had no results.

Before the age of thirty, the head-lowering spell basically would not act up. Starting from the age of forty, it would occasionally act up. However, the frequency of this spell or Gu poison acting up would become more and more frequent, so much so that he would be shrouded in the shadow of death all day long.

It was a fate worse than death.

Zou Jiahua did not want to die silently on the plane for the sake of an acquisition like his father did.

However, the spell or Gu poison finally began to act up frequently, forcing him into a dead end.

Hope… This word had just appeared in Zou Jiahua’s mind when it was shattered.

There was not much hope for him to have. All he needed to do was represent his emotions of not wanting to admit defeat. This kind of emotion could not be vented at all. He could only use unyielding resistance to express it.

No matter what, he, the head of the Zou family, would not yield even in the face of death. He had to fight to the end.

As he thought of this, Zou Jiahua clenched his fists tightly.

He really wanted to shout a few times to vent out the pain, helplessness, and fear in the depths of his heart.

But he could not.

He had to face it calmly. He could only face it calmly.

‘Knock, knock, knock.’

There was a knock on the door.

“Is it time?” Zou Jiahua said indifferently.

“Daddy, you can go to the operating theater now,” Zou Yu said.

Zou Jiahua’s family doctor, Lin Yuansheng, followed Zou Yu with a worried look on his face.

Su Yun stood at the back, lazy and bored. He was still reluctant to do an emergency treatment overnight. If it were not for Zou Jiahua’s matter, he would have gone to a Thai restaurant for dinner tonight.

Drinking was more attractive to Su Yun than curing voodoo and lowering his head.

Seeing Zou Jiahua walking out, Su Yun suddenly said, “Change into the patient’s gown.”

“…” Zou Jiahua was stunned.

“Surgery? You’re wearing a suit and tie. Is that appropriate?” Su Yun said bluntly.

“How can you talk to Mr. Zou like that!” Lin Yuansheng could not help but glare at Su Yun and berate him.

Zou Yu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zou Jiahua.

He smiled and said, “Su Sheng, I’m sorry. I panicked and forgot about this.”

“Look at your father. Look at you. The difference between you and him is huge,” Su Yun curled his lips and said disdainfully. Then, he closed the door.

He did not even look at Lin Yuansheng, even though Lin Yuansheng’s attitude was very bad and he scolded him.

In Su Yun’s eyes, it was as if Lin Yuansheng did not exist.

Zou Jiahua began to change his clothes, and a smile appeared on his face.

These young people were all very interesting.

At first, he thought that Su Yun’s resistance was caused by the middle-class mentality of having money like dirt in the young people’s hearts.

If they had such thoughts, time and experience would have taught them enough lessons and let them understand what they should respect. But now, Zou Jiahua felt that it was not what he thought.

But the surgery was about to begin, and Zou Jiahua did not want to be distracted by the psychology of the two young doctors at the 912 and wonder why.

Although he did not dare to have strong expectations, it did not mean that Zou Jiahua did not want the surgery to succeed.

What if?

This was the deepest and truest thought in his heart.

No one wanted to die, especially a top-tier tycoon like him, who did not want to die quietly.