After Lu Chenxu and Mo Xiaodie left the mall, they went directly to the hospital.
"Li Muta is going to have an operation today?" Because he has a child, Lu Chenxu understands the feelings of being a parent.
"Yes, he said he wanted to see me." Mo Xiaodie held Lu Chenxu's hand, feeling nervous for some reason.
Lu Chenxu looked at her with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "Are you nervous?"
Mo Xiaodie took a deep breath: "I don't know why, but when I heard that he was going to undergo surgery, I suddenly felt inexplicably scared. You don't know that the child is very well-behaved and sensible. The doctor said that his condition is very complicated.
I'm so afraid he won't survive."
Seeing the anxiety and worry on her face, Lu Chenxu held her in his arms with some distress and comforted her: "Don't worry, I have asked Xiaolou to ask, and the person who performed the surgery on him was the most authoritative heart expert in the country.
, it will definitely be fine."
After arriving at the hospital, at the door of the operating room, they saw Li Muta who was about to be pushed into the operating room.
When Li Muta's parents saw them coming, they bowed sincerely to express their gratitude: "Mr. Lu, thank you. Thank you for your special trip to see Muta."
Mo Xiaodie pulled them up: "We didn't help much, so you don't have to be so polite. Also, you must take good care of your own health. After Muta's surgery, he will need someone to take good care of him!"
At this time, Li Muta, who was lying on the bed at the door of the operating room, stretched out his hand: "Auntie."
Mo Xiaodie hurried over and held his thin little hand: "What's wrong? Is Muta scared?"
A brave smile flashed across Li Muta's thin, dark face. He shook his head: "Don't be afraid, Muta will be very brave."
Seeing that he was so calm in the face of life and death at such a young age, Mo Xiaodie felt a little uncomfortable: "Muta is great! Don't worry, it's just a minor operation. When you are discharged from the hospital, you and your mother will move to your aunt's house.
Go. Auntie has prepared a lot of picture books for you!"
A glimmer of hope flashed in Li Muta's eyes: "Really?"
"It was true at that time. Auntie meant what she said."
Li Muta looked at her, his expression suddenly became a little lonely and hesitant: "Auntie, can I ask you something?"
"What's the matter? As long as it's Muta who says it, Auntie will definitely agree to it." This child is so sensible that it makes people feel heartbroken.
Li Muta glanced at his parents standing at the end of the bed, and then looked at Mo Xiaodie with his shining eyes, with a hint of loss and sadness in his eyes.
Mo Xiaodie was shocked that such a young child could have such eyes. The life of the poor is indeed the saddest.
"Auntie, I heard from my mother that you and your uncle arranged jobs for her and dad, and also advanced your salary to treat my illness. Muta is very grateful!"
At this point, Li Muta paused and seemed to be trying his best to control his emotions: "Auntie, if something happens to me during the operation, can you please please don't ask them to pay back the money in a hurry. My parents are very capable.
, very diligent. When they finish paying off the money they owe you, can you let them work in your house for a few more years and let them save some money for their retirement. If Muta is gone, there will be no one to provide for them in their retirement."
On the hospital bed, the thin child could say such words, which made several adults present sigh. Li Muta's mother couldn't help crying anymore.
"Muta, don't think too much, you will come out safely." Mo Xiaodie's nose felt sore, and tears filled her eyes unconsciously.
The nurse on the side looked at the clock on the wall and urged them: "Okay, okay, the time is up, we are about to enter the operating room."
Li Mutala held Mo Xiaodie's hand and refused to let go: "Auntie, just promise me!"
"Okay, auntie promises you. However, you also have to promise auntie to be brave and strong and never give up no matter what, okay? For some reason, Mo Xiaodie felt a lot of pain in her heart.
"Okay, Auntie, let's pull the hook." As he said that, Li Muta stretched out his thin little hand.
"Okay, hook up." Mo Xiaodie also stretched out her hand.
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Li Muta was very happy. There was no trace of scruples on his face. After saying goodbye to his parents, he was pushed into the operating room by the nurse.
Li Muta's mother, Zhao Fen, was slumped on a stool in front of the operating room, crying silently. His father, Li Jiangang, held his wife's hand with slightly red eyes, staring at the door of the operating room with anxiety and worry on his face.
The dull atmosphere in the corridor made Mo Xiaodie feel panicked. They waited at the door of the operating room for a while and saw that it was almost past noon, so they went out and bought some food for Li Muta's parents.
Only then did Li Jiangang and his wife wake up from their worries, and apologized apologetically: "Why are you so embarrassed? We are not hungry."
Mo Xiaodie forced things into their hands: "I just asked the nurse. Muta's surgery will take about five or six hours. How can you hold on until he comes out without eating? You're welcome, eat as much as you can.
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"Thank you, thank you!" Zhao Fen bent down, her eyes were slightly red, as if she was trying to hold back tears, and she expressed her gratitude humbly and sincerely.
Her attitude made Mo Xiaodie a little embarrassed.
Li Jiangang saw Mo Xiaodie's dilemma and quickly pulled his wife over. His words were also full of gratitude, but he was not as humble as his wife: "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry for wasting your precious time, Muta.
This child has always liked Mrs. Lu for some reason and has been clamoring to see her these days. Today, he is going into the operating room. I don’t want the child to go in with regrets, so I took the liberty to call you. Thank you.
You can come and see him."
"It doesn't matter, we happen to be free today. Li Muta is a very well-behaved child and we all like him." Lu Chenxu thought of what the little boy said to Mo Xiaodie before the operation, and also thought of his son Mo Zizhong who threatened him at home.
, I actually felt a little envious of Li Muta's father.
Li Muta is so sensible, so sensible that even a person who thinks he is cold-blooded feels a little distressed. When will Mo Zizhong know how to feel sorry for his father?
Li Jiangang looked at the time and saw that it was almost 1:50. A trace of guilt flashed across his dark and thin face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, it's getting late. We still have to wait a long time for the wooden tower to come out! I'm delaying you."
I’m really embarrassed that it took so long.”
Mo Xiaodie glanced at the couple and felt that if she and Lu Chenxu were always here, not only would she not be able to share their worries, but it would actually increase their psychological burden.
"In this case, we won't wait for Muta to come out. You must call me as soon as possible after the operation."
"Okay, I will definitely call you and Mr. Lu as soon as possible." Li Jiangang and his wife bowed again to express their gratitude.
After Mo Xiaodie pulled Lu Chenxu out of the hospital, she looked up at the sultry sky and planned to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients and make something delicious for the children for dinner.
Lu Chenxu hugged her waist and his voice was full of endearment: "Honey, where are we going next?"