Chapter 763: Big Boss Is Big Boss

The rest can only be Xue Yu.

Song Mian was not a gossip either. Xue Yu and Yun Xiangxiang were the same manager, and he did take good care of Yun Xiangxiang. He didn't want something to involve Yun Xiangxiang.

Of course, he wanted to know in a matter of minutes, but he hoped that Yun Xiangxiang would come and tell him if he needed to know about it.

Song Mian didn't want to waste his manpower and invade other people's privacy, even for the sake of being a good person.

This is the most basic respect.

Yun Xiangxiang naturally understood, she was really too embarrassed to talk about this matter.

But Yun Xiangxiang vaguely felt that even if she didn't tell, Song Mian would know.

Since Xu Zi did all these things in order to keep Xue Yu, he may not be able to stop later.

"Flying Apsaras" starring her and Xue Yu has been confirmed to be released during the Spring Festival, and I don't know if there will be troubles in the future and affect the movie.

Song Mian knew ahead of time, so he might be able to help out with an idea: "We just suspect, without any evidence..."

Song Mian listened expressionlessly throughout the whole process, but at the end, his focus turned out to be another place: "She is sincere to you."

"Ah?" Suddenly realized that Song Mian was talking about Zhao Guibi, Yun Xiangxiang couldn't laugh or cry, "What's your point?"

"My focus is always only you." Song Mian smiled softly on his lips.

"Mr. Song, please don't be disgusted by a disagreement." Yun Xiangxiang sullenly.

Song Mian couldn't help it, brought the fruit plate over, pinched her face, restrained her hand from his girlfriend's staring death stare: "I'm a big man, do you want to gossip about me?"

Also, this doesn't fit Song Mian's character, Yun Xiangxiang was so angry that he couldn't find anything to refute him.

Song Mian forked a piece of dragon fruit and fed it to her mouth. Yun Xiangxiang took a bite, chewed vigorously, and stared at Song Mian as if he was biting him.

Song Mian suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear: "Don't imagine, if you want to bite me, I will ask for it."

"!!!"

Yun Xiangxiang pushed Song Mian away: "I want to call Uncle Song, I said I'm fine!"

Hurry up and get rid of this smelly and shameless man!

"Hey, my girlfriend doesn't know, I sleep on the plane for two months at the end of every year, and sometimes I have to fly two or three countries a day..."

Hearing Song Mian's deep lament, Yun Xiangxiang paused for a moment while holding the phone, but still opened the phone book.

"The worst time was when I encountered a strong air current and almost crashed..."

Yun Xiangxiang's fingertips hovered on the screen, but he refused to click on it, and finally threw the phone at Song Mian: "Aren't you afraid that I will worry about you in the future?"

Song Mian, who caught the phone, laughed softly: "I haven't finished yet, but even if the plane crashes, I can still parachute."

"Song Mian!" Yun Xiangxiang's gnashing of teeth sounded in the room.

Immediately, the nurses outside could hear the laughter of the two of them chasing and fighting in the ward.

For the sake of the patients, the ward will not adopt sound insulation. This week, the nurse's desk has become accustomed to hearing all kinds of cheerful laughter from Yun Xiangxiang, and sometimes a little angry growl.

They were all very envious, and they all knew that it was because Yun Xiangxiang couldn't go out. After being in a small space for a long time, no matter how good their mentality was, they would feel depressed. Mr. Song was trying to coax Yun Xiangxiang to relieve his emotions.

At first, they could see that Yun Xiangxiang had been gossiping about the relationship between Yun Xiangxiang and Mr. Song for a while. Although he was given a password ban, it did not hinder the discussion of knowing the inside story.

When I learned that this Mr. Song, even the dean would be respectful, I doubted their relationship.

But after this week, Mr. Song pampered Yun Xiangxiang like an ancestor. He really held it in his hand for fear of falling, held it in his mouth for fear of melting, and held it in his heart for fear of getting bored.

Moreover, this Mr. Song not only looks so good, but also has good cooking skills, so that they smell the fragrance every day, and they can't wait for Yun Xiangxiang to be discharged from the hospital immediately!

The time of three meals a day is the most difficult time for them. Neither the nurses nor the doctors on duty like to guard them at this time.

The most miserable thing is this floor, which was originally used for their medical staff, and it brought two super VIP wards along with it.

They have no place to hide, life is really hopeless, looking at the two of them every day, they want to break up...

Yun Xiangxiang and Song Mian didn't know what these nurses and doctors were thinking. She still recuperated here every day.

This day the dean came to Song Mian in person: "Dean Song, we have a difficult patient here, and I would like to invite you to have a meeting together."

Song Mian looked at the time, ten o'clock: "You guys have a meeting, then Dean Ling and I can discuss it."

This is the time to prepare lunch for Yun Xiangxiang.

Dean Ling was also embarrassed and could only leave.

Then the hours of the nurses who tortured the nurse's desk began again. Two hours later, Yun Xiangxiang had just had lunch and came back from a walk in the corridor. Dean Ling came back with a few doctors.

Seeing Song Mian who was supporting Yun to think about it, Dean Ling could only step forward: "Take up Dean Song's time and discuss it here, I hope I won't disturb Miss Yun."

"No, you guys chat, I just want to gain some knowledge." Dean Ling must have seen that Song Mian would not leave Yun Xiangxiang, so he specially invited several main doctors here.

Song Mian asked Yun Xiangxiang to sit aside, and put a plate of fruit beside her: "What's the matter, call me."

Yun Xiangxiang was really a little embarrassed to act like no one was there, and nodded perfunctorily, urging: "Go quickly."

Dean Ling handed over a bunch of materials and some CT films to Song Mian.

While Song Mian was watching, Dean Ling briefly introduced: "This patient is a 62-year-old woman who has been suffering from lower abdominal pain and abdominal distension all year round. The examination results showed that there was a huge tumor in the abdominal cavity. The examination results showed that the tumor was about 18×19× 19cm, part of which has been calcified..."

"This tumor should measure 20 x 20 x 20 cm." After Song Mian read it, he put down all the materials, "and it has already adhered to the pelvic wall, uterus, and mesentery."

Several doctors looked at Song Mian in disbelief. Where did he come to such a precise conclusion?

Was he really so precise?

Of course, many people expressed doubts, but they didn't dare to say anything. They didn't know the origin of this young Mr. Song, but they didn't dare to question the dean's praise so much.

"The operation will definitely be extremely complicated, and the tumor will inevitably have a rich blood supply during the process. It is recommended to use high-frequency electrocautery repeatedly to stop the bleeding from the local wound."

Everyone looked at Song Mian dumbfounded.

They had a heated discussion for a long time just now, and Song Mian just took a look at it and gave the operation plan directly.

It seemed that this operation, which made them anxious, was so calm to him.