Nangong Ling had no choice but to stay with Jiang Xiyan. As for Wen Weichen, he also hoped that his operation would be successful. After all, it was because of Nangong Yue that he was like this.
The operation lasted for more than four hours, and the gloomy sky outside became darker and darker. Finally, it started to rain heavily.
Jiang Xiyan sat on a bench and waited for the final result. She felt extremely painful in her heart. If she hadn't returned to Dongcheng this time, perhaps such a thing would not have happened. In the UK, they were carefree.
Nangong Ling went out for a while. In the doctor's office, he made a phone call to his hand. After a while, his hand walked into the hospital with takeaway food.
Inviting Jiang Xiyan and Mr. and Mrs. Wen to the office, Nangong Ling's kindness was not recognized by them.
The three of them looked at the delicious food, but no one moved their chopsticks to pick up the food. At this time, they were not in the mood to eat.
Nangong Ling was also angry. This meal was originally brought here for Jiang Xiyan. Unexpectedly, she didn't even eat a bite of the food: "Xier, you haven't eaten much all day. This
You don't care about your body at all times, what if you fall down, what will Yueyue do?"
Jiang Xiyan was stunned. Thinking of her daughter who had just been rescued, she couldn't bear it. At this time, she should have been by her daughter's side. She must have been very scared of the scene at that time.
Unable to resist Nangong Ling's request, Jiang Xiyan finally picked up the chopsticks and took a few simple bites.
No matter how much or how little he ate, Nangong Ling also had a smile on his face when he saw Jiang Xiyan eating.
Before Jiang Xiyan finished her meal, the doctor outside pushed the door in. Seeing four people sitting in the room, he briefly reported Wen Weichen's situation: "President Nangong, Mr. Wen has a big back problem."
We have repaired the area of burns through plastic surgery, and the surgery was also successful. We just need to pay attention to preventing infection after surgery, but..."
Seeing the doctor pause, Jiang Xiyan's heart tightened again. Every time she watched TV, those doctors only had to say "But..." and she would know that the situation behind would definitely not be good: "But what about it? Wei Chen, he is now
how's it going?"
Mr. and Mrs. Wen also hurriedly stepped forward and surrounded the doctor. Although they knew that Wen Weichen was not their biological son, they had regarded him as their biological son through their relationship over the past few years. What's more, now that they have no children, the older Wen
There must be someone to inherit the family name.
"However, Mr. Wen's left leg cannot be saved anymore. It will need to be amputated next, and his family members must sign."
The doctor's words were like a bolt from the blue. What kind of man is Wen Weichen? He is narcissistic and self-loving. If he loses his left leg, how can he see sunshine again in his future life?
Cheng Mengying fainted after hearing the doctor's words. Then the nurse called over by the doctor hurriedly sent her to a quiet room for infusion.
Wen Xiaozong took the surgery notice from the doctor. His hands were shaking. He picked up the pen several times and dropped it to the ground.
"What will happen if the leg is not amputated?" Jiang Xiyan still retains a glimmer of hope. She doesn't want Wen Weichen to spend the rest of his life without his left leg.
The doctor shook his head: "If the limb is not amputated, the necrotic tissue will remain in the body. If it becomes infected, his condition will be more dangerous. Nowadays, medicine is very advanced. After the operation, we can give Mr. Wen a prosthetic limb. Through postoperative training, he can still
No need for a wheelchair.”
After listening to the doctor's words, Wen Xiaozong clenched his hands and signed his name tremblingly. Compared with life, losing a left leg is nothing. I just hope that Wen Weichen won't blame him when he wakes up.
In the early morning, the rain outside had not stopped, the lights in the operating room went out, and Wen Weichen was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed out by the nurse.
Jiang Xiyan and Nangong Ling stepped forward and looked at the empty space under the white quilt. Jiang Xiyan's hand slowly reached towards Wen Weichen's left leg.
The quilt was held in Jiang Xiyan's hand, but there was really nothing there.
Cheng Mengying was also waiting in the corridor after the infusion. Although she already knew the result before, when she saw the place Jiang Xiyan was holding, she couldn't help but shed tears again.
"Wei Chen...Wei Chen, what are you doing? If you don't save others, how could you end up like this? Uh-huh..."
Wen Xiaozong hugged Cheng Mengying, and everyone felt pain in their hearts, but the most important thing now is to wait for Wen Weichen's later recovery: "Okay, let Weichen rest first."
The nurse pushed Wen Weichen to the VIP ward.
Cheng Mengying refused to leave the hospital life and death, and in the end Wen Xiaozong had to stay here to accompany his wife and son.
Jiang Xiyan sat in the car, staring blankly at the rain falling in front of the car window. All of this was caused by her.
Nangong Ling stretched out a hand to hold Jiang Xiyan. He also knew that with Jiang Xiyan's temper, she would definitely not leave Wen Weichen alone at this time. But the only thing he was worried about was whether this silly girl would be there.
Leave him at this time.
"Xie'er, don't think so much. The doctor also said that as long as he exercises more in the later period, even if he is equipped with a prosthetic limb, he will be the same as a normal person."
"A normal person? Wei Chen will never become a normal person again. Ling, how about I come over to stay with him tomorrow? During this period, let me stay with him, so that I can reduce some of my guilt." Jiang
Xi Yan asked.
Nangong Ling took back the big palm on Jiang Xiyan's hand, and everything was as he expected.
Not hearing Nangong Ling's response, Jiang Xiyan was a little anxious. They had lived together under the same roof for five years. Even if Nangong Yue had not been kidnapped, she still felt that she should take care of him: "He was injured because of Yueyue.
In other words, he is my and Yueyue’s benefactor, so I don’t take much care of him.”
"I can arrange a nurse for him, and I can also arrange the best medical equipment for him. Xi'er and Yueyue still need to be taken care of. You can't ignore your daughter just because of an outsider, right?" Nangong Ling looked at the car with his eyes.
Besides, he didn't dare to look into Jiang Xiyan's pitiful eyes.
"He is not an outsider. We have been together for five years and are now the closest relatives. Ling, promise me, Yueyue will be taken care of by a servant. I believe the servant you hired will definitely take good care of her." Jiang Xi
Yan still refuses to give up.
Nangong Ling finally looked back at Jiang Xiyan.
He had no reason to let her stay with him, the only reason was his daughter, but now even his daughter couldn't keep her, so what else could he use to stop Jiang Xiyan from taking care of Wen Weichen.
"You handle your own affairs." After saying this, the car became quiet.
Jiang Xiyan knew that Nangong Ling didn't want to accompany Wen Weichen by herself, but now she couldn't let Wen Weichen stay in the dead hospital like this for several months.