"Oh..." Qiao Muyuan lowered his head in despair, "It's okay."

"Yeah." The other end hung up the phone.

Ji Changmu was called over by Dr. Zhao: "Mr. Ji, the main reason why my wife fainted this time was insufficient blood supply to the heart and strong stimulation. But now that she has been rescued, she is fine. But after all, the heart surgery that my wife had many years ago was a

Hidden dangers, we don’t have the technology to conduct detailed examinations, and we don’t know how this operation was performed back then. So Mr. Ji, it’s best if you can find a doctor from that year. If you can’t find one, many things like this may happen again.

Second-rate."

"The operation was successful at the time, but after so many years, to use an analogy, it is like a repaired instrument. It needs regular inspection, maintenance, and even checking for leaks and repairing defects. It requires more effort than those who have not undergone surgery."

"Mr. Ji, please be mentally prepared. You may have to fly back to China every time something like this happens in the future. This is beyond your control."

"Can't you find the problem?" Ji Changmu asked in a deep voice, his eyes full of red bloodshot eyes. He had not slept well for several days.

"The surgery back then was done very carefully and skillfully. We could tell that he was a top cardiologist, but we couldn't find anyone with that level of expertise in the country, so we...we were really helpless and could only help with some regular reviews.

,nursing.”

There was a dim light in Ji Changmu's tired eyes. He understood what Dr. Zhao meant, or in other words, Dr. Zhao made it clear to him many years ago.

In the past few years, after he gained capital, he began to look for that doctor all over the world. But the world is so big, he was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The quickest way is of course to ask Tong Qian, but he doesn't want to owe her any more favors, so he hasn't taken the initiative to find Tong Qian again in the past few years.

His only confidence is that his mother's health is getting better and he still has enough time to find the doctor.

But this time, his mother suddenly fainted, which was a wake-up call for him, leaving him little time.

Nothing happened this time, but what about next time?

Ji Changmu was at a loss.

He also tried to start with Tong Qian and tried to search her circle of friends, but it was probably too long ago and he didn't find any clues about the doctor in Tong Qian's circle of friends.

He had even prepared for the worst, that is... the doctor might have had an accident and was no longer alive.

"Mr. Ji, don't be pessimistic, take good care of your wife, and spend more time with her now that she's back."

"Why was she stimulated this time?"

"I'm not sure about this. I heard it happened at her accounting firm, but I don't know the details."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, Mr. Ji, please go to the ward and see Madam. She's in good condition now, but her face doesn't look good. I just finished checking her."

"Dr. Zhao, thank you for your trouble."

"It should."

Ji Changmu walked from the outside to the ward.

Yang Shuzheng's face was pale and her eyes were dull. She was leaning on the pillow with an IV drip on the back of her hand.

Probably because she didn't have the strength to speak, she looked at her son and said slowly after a long time: "I'm sorry, Chang Mu, for delaying your work."
Chapter completed!