Sitting in the car, the outline of Fang Cheng's face reflected the light outside the window. After years of polishing and precipitation, he looked more gentle and steady, and his eyebrows were as handsome as ever.

Fang Cheng is approachable and has no temper. He especially likes children. He is very good to the three children of the Qiao family.

It's just that he couldn't bear the hardship of his wife, so he only had a daughter, Niuniu.

The weather was nice today. Fang Cheng squinted his eyes and looked out the window. He rarely came to the capital, and every time he came here in a hurry and left in a hurry.

"Uncle, how is Uncle Yuan's condition? When will the operation be performed?"

"The operation will be performed the day after tomorrow. I need to cooperate with his attending doctor today and tomorrow to formulate a surgical plan together. I will need to rest for half a day in the afternoon, and the jet lag has not returned yet."

"Uncle, thank you for your hard work. Is Uncle Yuan's condition serious?"

"I have performed many critical operations like this, and some were in worse condition than his. There are no risks. I believe your uncle. What impressed me most was that in New York last year, a female patient was in a serious condition and fainted many times during the operation.

I was in shock and was finally rescued. If it had been anyone else, the chance of being rescued would have been smaller. The patient was in very bad condition at the time."

"Uncle visited New York last year? Why didn't you look for me?"

"It's a coincidence that the patient had a heart operation more than ten years ago. I also performed the operation, and it was done in Beijing."

Qiao Muyuan was particularly sensitive to his uncle's words and subconsciously blurted out: "Uncle, is this patient's surname Yang?!"

"How do you know?"

"I heard my mother say that that surgery more than ten years ago was the call she gave you."

"Yes, no one else can ask me."

"When did Aunt Yang have the surgery last year?" Qiao Muyuan suddenly grabbed his uncle's hand and looked at him eagerly.

She always felt that Ji Changmu had lied to her a lot.

He used to call her a little liar, but he himself was the real liar.

Fang Cheng didn't remember it very clearly. He probably told Qiao Muyuan a certain period of time, but he was more curious about Qiao Muyuan's reaction: "Little Youzi, do you recognize this aunt?"

"Recognize, recognize, not familiar with."

"Oh, she was in critical condition at the time. I remember it always rained in New York in those days."

"Uncle, who asked you to help Aunt Yang perform the surgery?"

"Her son, I didn't have time to go to New York, but his son called and found me, but I didn't plan to go there because my schedule was full..."

"What did he tell you?"

"He said that his mother's surgery many years ago was also performed by me. He said it was a blessing to the Tuoqiao family and hoped that I could help him again. I have an impression of the surgery more than ten years ago. After all, it was my sister who asked me to help.

, after he said this, I naturally had to take care of my feelings."

"He is really good at deceiving people. How can he think highly of the Qiao family? At times like this, he will use the Qiao family as an excuse."

Hearing the resentment in her tone, Fang Cheng turned his head to look at the little girl and smiled: "Oh? There are still people who look down on the Qiao family in this world? It sounds like you are familiar with him? I haven't seen him.

I, after coming to New York, was his mother’s attending physician who accompanied him throughout the entire journey.”

"How can you ask someone for help like this? Not even say 'thank you' in person?"
Chapter completed!