Chapter Fifty-Three Suspicion

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  Song Muqing had just finished the phone call when he saw Chen Zhiyuan rushing out like his butt was on fire, and hastily called out: "Hey, where are you going?"

  Chen Zhiyuan dropped a sentence: "I'm going for surgery!" After that, he disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

  At this time, Sun Changlin also followed out and saw Song Muqing, saying: "Muqing, are you waiting here or going down to wait?"

  Song Mu Qing muttered to himself, "Can this guy really complete that surgery? It seems like a very difficult operation!" Upon hearing Sun Changlin's words, he looked up and said, "Uncle Sun, I'll go down too. Oh right, my dad said to invite you to dinner tonight!"

  "Secretary Song, why so polite? It's really... tonight must arrive, let's go to the operating room together!" Sun Changlin agreed very readily, having dinner and drinks with the municipal party secretary at the same table, this is a rare opportunity!

  Chen Zhiyuan rushed to the operating room and found his father and Geng Mingniang already anxiously waiting outside. Chen Yajun saw Chen Zhiyuan and couldn't help but scold him, "Where did you run off to just now? You little brat!"

  Chen Zhiyuan rolled his eyes and said: "I'll go find a doctor to ask about Uncle Geng's surgery!"

  "Doctor, what did he say? Is it certain? Ah, right, your Uncle Geng has been in there for half a day, why hasn't the doctor come out yet?"

  Chen Zhiyuan silently cursed his bad luck, having just been thinking about the skill and forgetting to enter the operating room first. This way, he wouldn't have let his father see him. Now, all he could do was continue to lie: "They'll be here soon, Dad, I'm going in to take a look!"

  Chen Yajun grabbed him and asked suspiciously: "You're going in? This is the operating room, what are you doing here, aren't you just getting in the way?"

  "Oh no, Dad! I'm a clinical research graduate student, how can I not go in? Don't worry, I won't let Uncle Geng down. I've already spoken with the doctor and they agreed to let me take a look inside. They're too busy to handle it themselves, and I can help out!" Chen Zhiyuan said anxiously, worried that if the anesthesiologist took action, things would become even more complicated.

  "You? Are you okay? Don't cause trouble for others!" Chen Yajun still treated his son like a child, this is probably a common problem for all parents, no matter how old their children are, in their eyes they are still kids.

  "Dad, don't worry, I won't cause any trouble!" Chen Zhiyuan said as he broke free from his father's grasp and rushed into the operating room.

  Chen Yajun wanted to follow him and call him out, but was pulled back by Geng Ming: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, my brother Zhìyuǎn won't cause trouble for them!" To be honest, Geng Ming's heart was also uncertain at this time, whether Chen Zhiyuan could complete the operation or not, he had no bottom line, but at this point, he could only rely on Chen Zhiyuan.

  Chen Yajun finally stopped, muttering to himself that Chen Zhiyuan must not cause trouble for others, and then again that the operation must be successful, making Geng Ming's mother and son even more anxious.

  Chen Zhiyuan entered the operating room and was about to change his shoes when a nurse came over and scolded, "How did you get in here? Get out quickly, this is an operating room!"

  Chen Zhiyuan ignored her, took off his shoes and put on the surgical room's slippers. The nurse blocked him with a dissatisfied expression: "Let you out, did you hear? How can you be like this?"

  "I'm going out, who's doing the surgery? Is Geng Jianmin not anesthetizing? Tell the anesthesiologist to stop the anesthesia first!" Chen Zhiyuan was anxious in his heart, and his tone of voice was also full of gunpowder.

  "Are you still having surgery? Little kid, stop messing around and get out!" The nurse was amused by Chen Zhiyuan's words.

  "You're just a little kid, your whole family are little kids!" Chen Zhiyuan had just been treated like a child by his old man, and now he was being treated like a child again by this nurse who looked about the same age as him. He felt somewhat displeased in his heart.

  Liu Qian saw him about to walk into the changing room and hastily blocked his way, angrily saying: "You're not going out, I'll call security! This is an operating room, it's not a place for you to cause trouble!"

  "Am I causing trouble? I'm here to perform surgery, and you're delaying the patient's operation. Can you take responsibility for that?"

  Liu Qian disdainfully said: "You're going to have surgery? Who are you kidding? You're just a little kid who hasn't even grown all your hair yet, are you not leaving?" Liu Qian finished and shouted inside: "Director Shan, you guys come out quickly, someone is causing trouble!"

  Before long, several people walked out from inside. First was a man in his 50s with a strong spirit, dark complexion, who frowned upon seeing Chen Zhiyuan and said: "Young man, this is the operating room, please leave!"

  "I know this is the operating room, but I'm here for surgery. If not here, where else? Is Anesthesiologist Geng Jianmin not here?" Chen Zhiyuan didn't have the heart to banter with these people, he was worried that the anesthesiologist inside had already started anesthesia.

  Obviously, the family member did not believe him, but still patiently persuaded: "You are a relative of Geng Jianmin, we can understand your mood, but relatives cannot enter the operating room, which will affect our doctor's operation and affect the surgery, please understand!"

  "I'm here for surgery, don't waste my time and don't waste the patient's time. If something happens, you can't afford it!" Chen Zhiyuan's words were full of gunpowder flavor.

  "Listen, young man! Professor Zhang from Beijing is performing Geng Jianmin's surgery today. Director Zuo already informed us yesterday, but it wasn't you. You seem to understand that we can't delay the patient's treatment time, yet your current behavior is doing just that. If you don't leave now, we'll call security!" Quan You's tone was no longer calm as before.

  "Is that Zhang Defu? He's also worthy of being called a professor, get out of the way!" Chen Zhiyuan said as he tried to push aside the people blocking his path.

  "Stop him! Xiao Liu go call security!" Sun Quanyou said and then grabbed Chen Zhiyuan.

  Just then Sun Changlin pushed open the door and walked in, seeing several people in the operating room pulling Chen Zhiyuan, he hurriedly shouted: "Let go, let go!"

  Chen Zhiyuan saw Sun Changlin arrive and let go of his hand, saying: "Director Sun, let them take me in. Also, tell them not to anesthetize Geng Jianmin for now!"

  Sun Changlin waved his hand at Quan You and said: "Do it according to Dr. Chen's words!"

  Shan looked at Chen Zhiyuan with a puzzled expression, then turned his head and asked Sun Changlin: "Director Sun, what's this?"

  The people around were also stunned, Sun Changlin said these words, which is equivalent to acknowledging that this operation is for the young man in front of him, who is at most 24 or 25 years old, to do. This is a craniotomy, such a big operation, handed over to someone so young, isn't this a joke?

  Sun Changlin also had no confidence in his heart, but Chen Zhiyuan was first introduced by Song Weiqing, and all kinds of certificates were complete. He had the qualifications to perform craniotomy, and he was invited by Geng Jianmin's family members. The family member had already signed an agreement for him to undergo surgery. At this time, he could only go ahead with a hard heart.