Several people present looked at each other. After a while, representative Hei Mingyan said: "Let's wait and see the situation after the operation before making a decision! You can't rest at any time!"
"Call back and ask other people at home to take care of the child!" Hei Ye was silent for a long time and slowly uttered this sentence. Indeed, at this time, except for the young and ignorant children, who else in the family can go back and rest peacefully?
?
Everyone sighed lowly and waited patiently outside the operating room with their hearts in their hands.
The night slowly faded, and a few people remained silent. Their hearts became more and more anxious as the sky turned white. Time was actually nothing to the patients and medical staff in the operating room. The patient lost consciousness.
The medical staff are just performing official duties, but they are like a sentence to their family and friends waiting anxiously outside the operating room. Their hearts are anxious and waiting, like ants on a hot pot, spinning around. They are not afraid of waiting, they are afraid
The most important thing is to wait for the judgment later. If it is good, you will be smiling; if it is not good, your face will be full of sadness. During this time, you hope it will be longer, but you also hope it will be shorter.
After a whole night of anxiety, helplessness, disappointment and helplessness, the operating room was finally opened. The first person to walk out was the attending doctor, followed by a large number of medical staff and patients lying on the push frame.
"How is my old man?" Hei Ye stopped Yan Weiren and asked worriedly. He didn't close his eyes all night, and the bloodshot eyes in his eye masks clearly showed exhaustion.
"The old man is out of danger for the time being, and he should wake up within 24 hours!" Yan Weiren glanced at Heiye, his eyes full of confusion, "Ye, you know the old man's condition, don't you? Why does this happen again?
To cause trouble?"
There was no trace of blame in Yan Weiren's indifferent expression, but after hearing this, Hei Ye's expression couldn't help but change. He pursed his lips and looked back at the team that was already being pushed to the ward.
"It's my fault!" His family has always been Heiye's weakness, and now that Hei Chufeng has fallen in front of him again, he naturally feels very guilty.
Yan Weiren looked back at Heiye in surprise, patted his shoulder slowly with his big palm, sighed, and left with vigorous steps. He was really tired from the whole night of surgery.
"Ye, are you okay, old man?"
After sending a whole group of people home to rest, Heiye also walked out of Hei Chufeng's ward and gently closed the door. The sound behind him made him turn his head involuntarily.
"Is the old man okay?" Bi Nian'er's hair was a little messy, her rose-red lips were still slightly open, and she kept breathing lightly. It could be seen that she had probably jogged for a while.
"Why are you here?" Hei Ye did not directly answer Bi Nian'er's question.
"My friend had a minor accident yesterday, and I happened to be in the hospital too!" It's just the right thing to say.
Hei Ye's eyes fell lightly on Bi Nian'er, and Bi Nian'er responded with a beautiful smile. She had long been accustomed to wearing a mask in front of Hei Ye, and even the most coincidental things might happen.
"Let's go have breakfast together!" Bi Nian'er didn't take Hei Ye's expression to heart, and said a cute word, turning around, not allowing any rejection.
Hei Ye was silent for a moment, raised his steps, and followed slowly.
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After a simple wash, Bu Xianxian packed up everything at home, took his wallet and rushed to the hospital. Last night, he stayed out all night, and the phone was blocked. There was no news from the Hei family or his few friends. If not
, she suddenly called Hei's house early this morning. She didn't even know that Mr. Hei was ill and had surgery all night. Of course, Hei Ye found him.
Busily getting out of the car at the entrance of the hospital, Bu Xianxian felt a little dizzy. Sometimes she really felt that there was a generation gap between her and Hei Ye. Although there was a reason for what happened last night and it was excusable, she didn't know anything about it.
Like an outsider. Thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel a little depressed. No matter how strong her heart was, she still couldn't resist any external attack from the night. However, she always liked to pretend to be a snail and always wanted to protect herself.
.
Taking a deep breath, Bu Xianxian straightened her hair and walked quickly into the hospital.
In Hei Chufeng's ward, except for the nurse and Hei Chufeng who were doing routine examinations, there was no one else. Bu Xianxian couldn't help but wonder, where are the people from the Hei family going at this time?
"Miss, this is the VIP ward, may I ask..."
"I am a family member of the patient!" Before Bu Xianxian could react, the large number of nurses made her say naturally, "Excuse me, where are the others? Didn't my husband stay to take care of me? Have you seen him?"
According to Hei Linglong, Hei Ye is still staying in the hospital to take care of him. Where is he now? Where has he gone?
"Maybe we're going to have breakfast!" the nurse said while packing her things.
At this moment, the door of the room opened with a "squeak" sound. Seeing Bu Xianxian in the ward in the dark night, she was startled for a moment, and then suddenly thought that she had not gone back all night. She must have gone crazy with worry.
"Coming?" Heiye walked up behind Bu Xianxian, slowly wrapped her around her from behind, rested his chin on the crook of her neck and deeply inhaled her unique body fragrance. For a moment, his fatigue disappeared.
Deep down in his heart, he always thought that Hei Chufeng's illness this time was all because of his conflict. Heiye couldn't overcome him, either rationally or emotionally, but when he saw Bu Xianxian, his mood calmed down.
"You didn't sleep well last night either!"
The dark shadows under Bu Xianxian's eyes made Heiye feel a little distressed, and he hugged her harder.
"You haven't slept well either?" Bu Xianxian pulled away Heiye's big palm, turned around and smoothed up the strand of hair that fell from Heiye's forehead, "Are you tired? Are you hungry? You had breakfast.
without?"
Hei Ye pinched Bu Xianxian's waist and pressed his forehead against Bu Xianxian's. He felt a warmth in his heart: "I'm a little tired. I just went to have breakfast!"
Looking at Heiye, Bu Xianxian breathed out slowly, hugged Heiye's waist, and said in a loving tone: "Otherwise, I'll watch here first, and you can go home and rest first?"
"You feel sorry for me!" Wanqiang's hard work was no match for Bu Xianxian's warmth. He kissed Bu Xianxian's lips gently in the dark night, and his depressed mood couldn't help but see some sunshine, "I'll just rest here for a while, grandpa.
Wake up and shake me awake!"
Did Heiye really rest? No, he just leaned on the table beside him, propped up his chin and closed his eyes to rest for a while. Although he felt a little more relaxed, the anxiety and worry in his heart still lingered in his heart.