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"The person you know is..." Xie Tingyun was worried about her, but she had left the First Research Institute a long time ago and was not familiar with the current personnel. When the words reached her mouth, she shook her head and said softly, "Forget it. I shouldn't have told you this, lest you feel pressured. I have a few old friends there. If you need help, just let me know. I still have some clout. I should be able to help you."

Qiao Nian's expression softened slightly, and a trace of warmth flashed in her dark eyes. Under Xie Tingyun's gaze, she nodded seriously and replied, "Yes."

Acupuncture consumed a person's energy.

Moreover, Xie Tingyun was a patient.

After Qiao Nian finished a series of acupuncture treatments for her, the beautiful woman on the bed had long fallen into a deep sleep.

Qiao Nian put away her things, gently zipped up her shoulder bag, carried it, and quietly left.

Nan Tianyi and the butler were both outside.

Upon seeing Qiao Nian come out, Nan Tianyi stood up first and walked over, asking worriedly, "My wife..."

"She's asleep." Qiao Nian closed the door and gestured for them to move aside.

Nan Tianyi and the butler followed her to the corridor outside the room.

Qiao Nian stopped in her tracks, stood still, and leaned slightly against the wall. Her exquisite face was slightly raised, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Her snow-white chin was wrapped in a scarf, but it still couldn't hide her good looks.

"I just took Auntie Xie's pulse. She's getting better, and that nodule is no longer putting pressure on her aorta and blood vessels. According to the current situation, the surgery can be carried out in a month or two. I'll still be in charge of the surgery, but I need a few helpers. It's best if they're professional doctors in this field."

A doctor would never be able to complete a professional surgery by himself.

A professional surgeon must have a few competent doctors working with him. A doctor who did surgery alone would always make mistakes.

Xie Tingyun had been sick all year round, causing her body to be weaker than an ordinary person's. Moreover, she had undergone major surgery. Under such circumstances, she had to make two preparations in case there was a sudden situation during the surgery.

The old butler stared intently at Qiao Nian and said nervously, "Miss Qiao, you didn't say that she had to undergo surgery. Will Madam be in danger?"

Qiao Nian raised her eyelids impatiently and said casually, "Even the smallest surgery is dangerous.

There's no surgery without danger."

"Then..." The old butler was clearly worried about his madam.

Qiao Nian explained patiently, "Chinese Medicine acupuncture can only stop the illness from worsening.

That nodule will always exist! Just in case, I suggest surgery."

Nan Tianyi's temples throbbed, and his expression was serious. Without waiting for the old butler to ask further, he took a deep breath and said, "I believe you, Miss Qiao. Let's do the surgery."

"Yes." Qiao Nian suppressed her frustration and said, "Don't worry, I'll do my best."Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Nan Tianyi's suspended heart

relaxed. Smiling again, he seemed to

recall something and said to the girl, "By the way, Miss Qiao, I heard that you've passed the research

taver

institute's assessment. Do you know the results of your classification?"

Qiao Nian was about to go back when she heard this. She tugged at the strap of her backpack and raised her eyebrows, answering him truthfully, "I don't know yet."