她还是执拗问道：“撇开我患的什么病不说,就是在死亡和医生的性别之间选择，你选哪个？”                                                                                蒋慕承的话简单明了：“你活着。”                                                                                陶然心道,原来也没那么不近人情,要怪就怪这个急性阑尾炎实在算不上什么大病。                                                                                她半开玩笑：“舅舅,明天医院肯定传遍,商界翘楚蒋慕承不仅高冷禁欲还是个老古板。”                                                                                蒋慕承的面色依旧严肃认真：“然然,你就像是我女儿，我很自私。”怎么能让男医生给她做阑尾炎手术？                                                                                听的陶然心里一阵感动,这是蒋慕承说过最肉麻矫情的一句话,再疼也值了。                                                                                这话不仅陶然听了感动,站在门口的苏韵也被触动。                                                                                她想到了自己的舅舅,她小时候也做过阑尾炎手术,舅舅也是这么奇葩的要求主刀医生必须是女医生，只是舅舅现在连她都不认得了。                                                                                苏韵做了个深呼吸，走进去。                                                                                “苏医生。”陶然先看到了她。                                                                                苏韵笑笑，“马上给你手术，怎么不先去手术室做麻醉？”                                                                                陶然眼神示意，是蒋慕承不让，非要等女医生，女麻醉师，麻醉师还没到呢，大概还要等上一会儿。                                                                                苏韵这才把视线落在蒋慕承身上，他也在看，应该是从她进房间他就一直在看她。                                                                                蒋慕承