A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce-Chapter 315 - : Mu Chengxi Loses Control With A Single Word

Chapter 315: Mu Chengxi Loses Control With A Single Word

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Then please sign this. I’ll go prepare for the surgery…’

The surgery was very difficult, and since Wen Xin did not have any assistants, it was a huge challenge for her.

Wen Xin was afraid that she would not be able to take it, so she asked the hospital director’s assistant to buy her some food. She was prepared to eat her fill before entering the operating room.

The nurse left with Mama Meng while the director’s assistant went to get dinner for her. Wen Xin picked up her phone and looked at the message on it. She then dialed Mu Chengxi’s number.

The phone rang a few times before it was picked up. After the call was connected, a very gentle voice came from the phone.

“How come you’re still not asleep at this late hour?” Mu Chengxi’s voice was very gentle, with a softness that carried a lingering sensation, like a glass of clear wine in the late night, enchanting and intoxicating.

Hearing Mu Chengxi’s voice, Wen Xin’s fatigue disappeared, and she laughed softly.

“I received a patient today. His condition is rather special. I’m preparing to operate on him. It’s a major surgery. The surgery might take about 20 hours. I’m informing you in advance.”

When Mu Chengxi heard Wen Xin was going to perform surgery for more than twenty hours and that she would have to concentrate on the entire process, wasn’t that too tiring?

“Do you have an assistant? Is Nan Xu by your side to help you? Are you the only one doing the surgery?”

“Don’t worry about that. The doctors at Nanqi Hospital are all very capable. They will assist me in the surgery, so it won’t be too hard. It’s Friday in two days. When do you plan to come back?”

Wen Xin did not realize that her tone of voice carried a tinge of coquettishness. Mu Chengxi could not take it anymore. He wanted to fly back immediately.

“You missed me?” Mu Chengxi’s breathing suddenly became tense. He really wanted to know if she would miss him when he was not by her side.

“Yeah, I missed you. I’m not used to sleeping on such a big bed alone.” Wen Xin knew that Mu Chengxi liked to hear him say such things. Since it was something he liked, it was not impossible for her to cater to it.

Wen Xin’s straightforward words almost made Mu Chengxi lose control and say he would return immediately. However, logic told him that he had to settle the rest of the matters before he could return.

“I’ll be home when your surgery is over!” Mu Chengxi gave himself twelve hours. That was the limit of his patience.

“Okay, I’ll wait for you to come back.” Wen Xin smiled faintly after hearing Mu Chengxi’s words. Actually, there was no need to be so anxious. However, Wen Xin could not reject Mu Chengxi because she seemed to miss him more than she imagined.

The two talked with each other casually until the assistant came to deliver the food. Wen Xin then hung up the phone.

Mu Chengxi looked at the screen saver on his phone. He used his fingers to gently caress it before walking back to the meeting room.

“I need to settle everything within twelve hours. I’ve got to be back in twelve hours. Don’t rest today. Hurry up.”

Liang Luoyu and Gu Yanzhe looked at each other when they heard Mu Chengxi. They had been busy for three days and three nights. They thought they could have a good sleep today, but they did not expect to settle the rest of the matters within twelve hours. Master Xi did not want them to live anymore…

They only dared to complain in their hearts. Who dared to protest? At this time, everyone knew that staying alive was the most important thing.

Mu Chengxi checked the weapons beside him, skillfully securing them behind his back. He picked up a coat nearby, draped it over himself, and spoke in a cold, commanding tone, “Let’s go.”

At the hospital, Wen Xin had already eaten her fill. She drank two more cups of energy drinks and casually placed in her pocket the chocolate that Mu Chengxi put in her backpack. She exited the office with a serious expression and headed for the disinfection room.

Nanqi Hospital was very familiar with Wen Xin’s medical skills. When they discovered that Wen Xin would be the chief surgeon, many people applied to be her assistant in the operating theater.

How could they let go of the opportunity to witness Wen Xin’s surgery?

“Doctor Wen, you already have a successful case of nerve repair. Can this patient’s nerves recover this time?”

The director of Nanqi Hospital followed behind Wen Xin and asked in an uncertain voice. If it was possible, Nanqi Hospital could apply for another world-class patent. If that happened, Nanqi Hospital would be upgraded to a higher level.

“Not yet. Tan Xingyue’s neurons are healthy, which is why she can recover. However, Father Meng’s neurons are already necrotic, so it’s impossible for him to recover. The best result of a successful surgery is paralysis. There’s no need to hold onto unrealistic fantasies.”

Wen Xin’s voice was cold and cold, fiercely pulling everyone back to reality. She liked to be realistic and was not used to giving people unrealistic dreams.

After Wen Xin finished her preoperative preparations, the surgical assistants and nurses behind her were divided into six groups. They took shifts of about three and a half hours so that the others could rest.

“I’ll provide you with the surgical images. This surgery is quite challenging, and I hope you can maintain a good mental state. So, when you’re not needed, take a break. If a mistake occurs during the operation due to inadequate rest, your career in the medical field might as well be over. I don’t tolerate people I look down upon, and their professional lives are probably finished,” she declared sternly.

“We know.”

None of them dared to question Wen Xin’s words. Wen Xin was the founder of Nanqi Hospital. Even the director did not dare to speak too loudly in front of her. After all, his mouthful of rice was rewarded by the hospital.

Wen Xin stood beside the operating table. She looked at Father Meng’s body, which had been tortured to the point where it was extremely thin and weak. She did not even dare to use force to touch it, afraid that she would accidentally cause other injuries.

“Prepare the surgical forceps…”

Wen Xin’s voice was very clear in the operating theater, where only the beeping sounds of the medical equipment could be heard. She gave instructions one after another in an orderly manner, and the assistant behind her also performed steadily.

Her beautiful hands moved the scalpel around the patient’s body as if it were an artistic act. It made the assistants and nurses at the side hold their breaths, worried that their breathing would disrupt Wen Xin’s rhythm.

“There’s no need to be so nervous when you’re performing surgery with me. If you guys hold your breaths like this, I’m afraid that you’ll be the ones being rescued later. Relax and keep up with my rhythm…

Although they were changed every three and a half hours, after 20 hours, the doctors and nurses were completely drenched. They were shocked—after 18 hours, Wen Xin’s hands were still as steady as ever, without any deviation.

Wen Xin staggered involuntarily when she straightened her back, and her heart and lung functions returned to normal. She knew that she had reached her limit.

“Whose suturing technique is better? You can inform the family members outside that the surgery was very successful. In an hour, the patient will be sent to ICU for monitoring..”