"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?"