Xiaoling's surgery was scheduled for 8:30 in the morning, which is the two hours when the human biological clock is most alert.
The doctor who performed the surgery was still very young, as if he was just a big boy who had just graduated from school. Xiang Xiaochuang even wondered whether Du Jiawen had just randomly found someone pretending to be a master, as a deal.
"Don't underestimate him, half of the most successful kidney transplant operations in the world were performed by him." Du Jiawen saw the confusion in her eyes and explained with a smile, "Fan Qidong is a surgical genius, the most brilliant in the surgical world.
a new star."
But he overturned Xiang Xiaochuang's long-held thinking pattern. She always thought that all surgeons have a stern face and a cold temper that "keep away from strangers." Only in this way can the operation be maintained.
The calmness and composure of time.
Fan Qidong has an overly soft face, delicate eyebrows, a straight nose, and even his thin lips, which would make people think that he is just a woman disguised as a man. If he lived in ancient times, Xiang Xiaochuang would definitely think that he is a "huahua"
A remake of "Mulan".
His fingers were long and slender, and Xiang Xiaochuang secretly thought that playing the piano would be more suitable than playing with a scalpel.
"Don't worry, if I can't do this surgery, no one in the world can do it successfully." He smiled softly. There was a deep dimple on one side of his cheek, but not on the other side.
It was such an arrogant statement, but he spoke it in an extremely soft tone. It seemed that he didn't need others to believe it, it was just a low whisper.
Watching Xiaoling being put under general anesthesia and being pushed unconsciously into the operating room by the nurse. Xiang Xiaochuang held Du Jiawen's hand tightly and remembered Xiaoling's innocent words:
"Sister, if Xiaoling's operation is unsuccessful, will she go to heaven?"
Xiang Xiaochuang shook his head: "No, it will definitely succeed."
Du Jiawen looked at Xiaoling encouragingly: "If the operation is successful, you can continue to live in the orphanage. If not, Xiaoling will go to heaven and be a little angel."
Perhaps it was such a determined tone that relaxed Xiaoling's tense mood: "Then whether it is successful or not, I won't worry anymore."
Xiang Xiaochuang forced a gentle smile: "Why?"
"If it succeeds, I can still see my sister. If it doesn't succeed, I can be a little angel and protect my sister's happiness all the time."
She is still too young and does not understand the meaning of happiness.
Xiang Xiaochuang was almost in tears. Could it be that even Xiaoling could see her recent frustration?
He couldn't speak anymore, he just hugged her little body tightly.
"Fan Qidong hasn't had a failed operation yet, so Xiaoling will be fine." Du Jiawen saw Xiang Xiaochuang staring straight at the door of the operating room, and said in a deep voice, with strong confidence in his tone.
Xiang Xiaochuang's trembling body finally calmed down.
Waiting became the most lengthy thing, and the overwhelmingly red surgical lamp seemed to be always on. Xiang Xiaochuang stared at it for so long that he felt dizzy and almost fell down just after he changed his position.
fall.
Du Jiawen left at the beginning of the operation, and Yi Xin had an important negotiation waiting for him. Xiang Xiaochuang held the armrests of the chair and barely stabilized his body.
When the light finally went out, Xiang Xiaochuang felt as if he had gone through a long march of 25,000 miles and was so exhausted that it was difficult to even stand up.
Fan Qidong took off his mask, but his body was still the same white color, and his smiling lips looked like an angel with six snow wings.
Xiang Xiaochuang felt as if his voice had been taken away by God. Looking at his gentle face, he couldn't even ask a question.
Her eyes looked at him pleadingly, as if she thought he could understand the meaning in her eyes.
He did understand. His voice had a soft warmth, like a cool breeze blowing on a summer night: "She is very good. I think it won't take long for her to become a completely healthy little girl."
Thank God!
Xiang Xiaochuang almost wanted to worship God.
At least, when she was hesitant about the child in her belly, one life was mercifully spared by God.
The warm liquid quickly surged into his eyes, but the corners of his lips curved into a perfect arc: "Thank you, Dr. Fan."
Fan Qidong looked at her unconcealed ecstasy and showed a friendly smile: "No need to thank me, doctors have a parental heart and will treat all patients equally, no matter whether they are old or young, poor or rich."
"Yes." Xiang Xiaochuang agreed sincerely.
Such clichés came out of Fan Qidong's lips, but Xiang Xiaochuang felt sincere.
"And, to be fair, I was moved by your actions."
Xiang Xiaochuang looked at his handsome face stupidly, and touched his face with his fingers: "Me?" She is just a small person among all living beings, what power can she have to move him?
"If a rich person funded Xiaoling's medical expenses, I would not be so moved, nor would I be so concerned. However, I know that every month, you remit a small sum of money from your thin salary bag.
No matter how much money is spent, such behavior can undoubtedly be called noble."
"How do you know?" Xiang Xiaochuang was still stupid.
"Because the dean...he told me in detail how Xiaoling, who is not related to you at all, was treated with care. What you ate was a bowl of beef noodles that cost three to five yuan.
You live in a small attic without air conditioning. Despite this, you still persisted for several years, constantly saving as much money as possible from your own pocket to support Xiaoling's dialysis expenses. Miss Xiang, you
It’s an angel!”
Xiang Xiaochuang blushed: "I'm not as great as you think. I just feel that Xiaoling is pitiful, so I help her with all my heart. Anyway... I don't like eating or wearing clothes, so I have extra money...
…”
Fan Qidong watched Xiaoling being pushed out and said gently: "You can go and see her. She will wake up after the anesthesia. I think she has experienced such a life-and-death disaster of friendship. From now on,
Life must be full of gratitude and happiness."
Xiang Xiaochuang nodded and followed Su Bai's ward. Du Jiawen arranged a special intensive care unit. Just because Xiaoling was saved, Xiang Xiaochuang felt that she could forgive Du Jiawen for all his actions.
After Xiaoling woke up and saw Xiang Xiaochuang, she smiled sweetly: "Sister... I saw an angel, who looks exactly like my sister..."
Xiang Xiaochuang comforted her gently and coaxed her to sleep. He looked at her sweet sleeping face with satisfaction and couldn't help but smile himself.
The cell phone rang at this time, it was Du Jiawen! Xiang Xiaochuang hurriedly walked outside the ward to answer the call.
"Xiaochuang, take a taxi over here quickly, there's something wrong with the negotiation!"