The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Wen Yuzhe frowned and looked up at him.

Zheng Bo immediately took out a document, opened it and pushed it in front of him, "Aortic sinus aneurysm, before the tumor ruptures, there are very few clinical symptoms or signs."

"This is a kind of congenital malformation. Infants and young children are extremely difficult to detect even before they reach adulthood. There are almost no cases in China."

Wen Yuzhe looked through the information while listening to Zheng Bo's explanation, carefully analyzing Mu Wanqing's situation.

This kind of tumor grows in the aortic sinus, so it does not affect the atrioventricular of the heart. If the electrocardiogram and heart sounds are not abnormal, it does make sense...

"What if the tumor ruptures?"

Wen Yuzhe rubbed the surface of the paper, his eyes darker.

Zheng Bo said truthfully, "It is possible to die at any time."

Hearing this, Wen Yuzhe's eyes couldn't help but darken a bit.

This is obviously a kind of troublesome heart disease, if it is so...no wonder Mu Wanqing has to hide it anyway.

"I understand, it's hard work." Wen Yuzhe nodded.

"It's okay, but... If the patient is a friend of Dr. Wen, she should be advised to receive treatment as soon as possible. If the tumor can be removed in time, there is still a great chance of cure."

Wen Yuzhe cast his eyes down and caressed his cuffs. He stood up and smiled lightly, "It's just a guess."

He has no real hammer after all.

He came up with an answer simply by relying on sporadic clues, maybe he was thinking too much, or other circumstances were possible.

After Wen Yuzhe thanked him, he was about to leave the office, but Zheng Bo suddenly called him.

"Doctor Wen, one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Wen Yuzhe turned around.

Zheng Bo got up and immediately took out a leather file bag from the bookcase. "I found out that your sister and my adopted daughter were in the same orphanage before she disappeared."

Hearing this, Wen Yuzhe's light eyes were stained with a little dark ink, and...faint expectation and excitement.

"But it's been ten years ago, the extra is really helpless, you take this one." Zheng Bo handed over the paper bag.

Wen Yuzhe pursed his thin lips lightly and took a deep breath.

His biological sister was taken away not long after she was born, and her whereabouts have been unknown. In the past two decades, the Wen family has never given up searching.

"Then, thank you Director Zheng."

Wen Yuzhe took the kraft paper bag and hurriedly left the office of the director of cardiovascular medicine.

...

Mu Wanqing, wrapped in a pig's head, wandered on the street.

Xiang Yang really disliked her ashamed, so he squeezed her back into the car, "My noble queen, can you think about your idol baggage?"

Mu Wanqing opened a corner of his jacket and shook his head like a rattle.

She looked at Xiangyang solemnly, "You don't understand, I am called zooming in, and drawing snakes out of the hole."

Isn't someone following her?

She just wandered in the street for a while to see when the person stalking her could show his feet.

Xiangyang: "..."

It makes sense, he couldn't refute it.

"Don't talk to me, I don't want to eat yours." Xiang Yang started the engine after all and galloped on the road.

Mu Wanqing narrowed his mouth in dissatisfaction.

She was very ill recently. She wanted to get her stalker out and beat her up, but the plan was disrupted.

She sighed bitterly, "Oh..."

"Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Wenzhou, Zhejiang, Jiangnan leather factories closed..." Just then, her cell phone rang.

Xiang Yang was full of black lines and looked at her speechlessly.

The caller ID is surprisingly Qiao Xiaowei, who set a special bankruptcy ringtone for the agent. How much hatred do you have against yourself?