Dr. Wang's face was very solemn: "It's hard to say now. We have to observe it first. Logically speaking, her fall from the grass slope will not cause any harm. The grass is very soft and the slope is not high. However, she
I was in a car accident earlier, and there was congestion and coagulation in my skull. I guess I didn't pay attention to it at first, and this time it caused an old injury..."
"Would it be dangerous?"
"It depends on the next operation. If the operation goes well, it will not be dangerous. If the operation does not go well..."
The doctor left, and the father and daughter stood in the empty corridor. After a long time, the child timidly asked: "Dad...will Sister Mai die?"
He was shocked and said loudly: "Nonsense, how could Sister Mai die?"
The child started crying again: "Dad, I'm scared... I'm so scared..."
He was also extremely scared, but he kept staring at the door of the operating room: the child's crying, the doctor's coming and going, suddenly became very strange and distant, and his mind was blank...
For so many years, Qiao Xiaomai, I have been entangled with you for so many years.
From the first meeting to the separation in 1989, from my deliberate efforts to your despair... is there no chance to make up for these mistakes?
The door to the operating room opened again, and he saw familiar doctors entering hurriedly.
If it were in the past, I would definitely go up and ask, but this time, I didn't have the courage. I just sat blankly on the bench like a child, and I didn't even have the courage to ask questions.
It wasn't until the doctor closed the operating room door completely that he woke up as if from a dream, stood up with the child in his arms and rushed to the door. But by that time, the door was already closed.
The child hugged his neck and looked at the bleak door as helplessly as he did.
"Dad, will Sister Mai be okay?"
He suddenly lowered his head and thought about his life: he lost his father when he was young, lost his mother when he was young, and struggled hard to become what people call a master. Now, is he still losing his wife in middle age? A widower, alone with a child.
, how can I survive the rest of my life?
Time seemed to have frozen, and even the lively children in the past no longer made any sounds.
No one noticed the man rushing up from the elevator.
He was described as haggard, had not been seen for several days, and looked as if he had aged ten years. He just stopped two feet away from the father and daughter and stood there blankly.
After a long time, the child saw him first, timidly pulled his father's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Dad, dad..."
Yi Xiangxi followed his gaze and saw Liang Xiaodong. He might have run too fast and in a hurry. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. When the wind blew, it condensed into thin frost flowers. Only his eyes were eager.
And anxious, he blurted out: "Brother...what's wrong with Xiaomai?"
Yi Xiangxi did not dare to look directly into his anxious gaze, but held the child's hand tighter, as if to gain the strength to calm himself from the child.
Suddenly she realized that she actually had no position at all and was not qualified to stay here - originally, she was supposed to be Xiaodong's wife and partner -
"Brother, other couples only know how much each other's stocks and properties are, but we know each other intimately!"
Xiaodong, how can I be worthy of you!
For my own selfish desires, I will use all means to separate you two alive, destroy your marriage, and destroy your desire for family life.