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国外生活好多年的蒋慕承为何还会这般古板。现在有谁还介意手术的医生是男是女?能救命就行。                                                                                蒋慕承回答她:“必须女医生。”                                                                                陶然又问:“舅舅,在死亡和医生的性别之间选择,你选哪个?”                                                                                蒋慕承:“急性阑尾炎死不了人。”                                                                                陶然:“”疼的人又不是你,当然站着说话不腰疼。                                                                                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
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