After disinfection and cleaning, Di Cheng gently walked into Yaya's special care ward. The strong smell of medicine and pungent fishy smell became the only smell in the room. Yaya lay quietly on the hospital bed, covered with bandages.
, and filled with needles, like a mummy that has just been dug out. It looks funny, but it is so sad. The almost gentle ripples on the vital meter seem to be completely calmed down at any time, which makes people feel panicked.
Di Cheng sat quietly in front of the window, looking absently at Yaya wrapped in a bandage. He considered himself not a sentimental person, but at this moment he was a little sad, a little heartbroken, and full of pity. He wanted to miss Yaya very much.
He held her gently in his arms, knowing that his teeth were so fragile that he could die at any time.
In a daze, Di Cheng had some thoughts. He had to take good care of Yaya for the rest of his life and truly treat him like a child, even if he gave up martial arts from now on, even if he became an ordinary person or even a disabled person.
Di Cheng only wanted Ya Ya to recover, and as long as he was no longer lonely.
In this half-life, Yaya's suffering has exceeded the accumulation of other lives.
It's just that... Changsun Qianwen's words were like a heavy stone weighing on Di Cheng's heart, making him somewhat breathless.
After two days and two nights of self-cultivation and breathing adjustment, Yaya, who was in a coma, was pushed into the operating room again. According to Changsun Qianwen's request, Di Cheng accompanied him into the operating room.
When the bandages were opened one by one, when the rotten body was exposed in front of his eyes, when the strong stench emitted in the operating room, Di Cheng closed his eyes tightly, and his heart twitched.
He was so strong that he almost choked with tears!
What does it mean to be miserable? There is nothing worse than this in the world. It is a miracle among miracles that Yaya persists to this day with such a broken body! Di Cheng even doubts whether Yaya... is still alive!!
Even the doctors and nurses who had been with him for nine surgeries couldn't bear to look any longer, with a slight moistening in the corners of their eyes. Even though they knew that the child in front of them was a terrifying ghost in Tianmen, they were still full of love at this moment.
The tenth operation did not go smoothly. Yaya's heartbeat stopped three times in a row, which almost tore out Di Cheng's heart and made the doctors and nurses panic and anxious. Fortunately, Changsun Qianwen had superb medical skills and was calm and stable.
Time and time again, he saved the day and forcefully tore Yaya back from the gate of hell.
However, since the tenth operation, Yaya's condition has deteriorated significantly. Whether it is recuperation in the special care unit or surgery in the operating room, dangerous situations have appeared frequently, as if the heartbeat may stop permanently at any time, causing Di Cheng and Changsun Qian to
Wen had to be there around the clock.
In order to be sure, Changsun Qianwen even injected himself with stimulants to prevent him from fainting due to excessive fatigue and affecting Yaya's treatment.
The fragility of life is so clearly happening in front of everyone at this moment.
In the next few days, time passed slowly but firmly, and the operations were performed one after another. In view of the rapid deterioration of Ya Ya's body and the spread of ulceration, Changsun Qianwen had to speed up the operation, and even appeared in one day.
During the three operations. Among them, during the twentieth operation, Yaya's heartbeat stopped for ten seconds, and even the calm and calm eldest son Qianwen changed his expression. Fortunately, Yaya's begging
The victory was so strong that people were amazed. Under the influence of three consecutive doses of cardiotonic drugs, the miracle finally happened again.
Twelve days later, just when the consciousness that Zhang Sun Qianwen and others were struggling to support was about to collapse, the last operation, the forty-seventh operation, was declared completed, which also completed the comprehensive repair of Ya Ya's broken body.
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By this time, Yaya's vital signs had dropped to the extreme, which was equivalent to lying in the arms of death. But this was all the doctor could do. Whether he could wake up or not, he could only leave it to fate. When Yaya left the operating room and returned to the special care ward,
Changsun Qianwen, who had been treated throughout the whole process, fell heavily in front of the door of the operating room after spinning for a while, and even the doctors and nurses behind him slumped down.
Di Cheng arranged for his brother to take his eldest grandson Qianwen back to rest, and walked into Yaya's room alone, accompanying him quietly. He used to rarely believe in gods and Buddhas, but now he prays sincerely.
Time fell into endless waiting. Day by day, the oppressive atmosphere in the special care unit lingered for a long time. Yaya still showed no sign of waking up. The ripples on the life monitor screen still challenged Di Cheng's mental endurance again and again.
Thirty-five gold-level captains entered their roles in advance and took the initiative to serve as guards in the special care ward, silently maintaining the tranquility here and accompanying Di Cheng to resist the dull depression.
Changsun Qianwen faintly woke up after being in coma for two days and two nights. In order not to let the early efforts go to waste, he dragged his exhausted body back to Yaya's special care ward, carefully observed his condition, and tried his best to carry out the later treatment.
care.
The entire Tiancheng Hospital fell into the most tense moment since the Iron Law Storm. No noise was allowed in the building. From the 18th floor to the 20th floor, it was almost an inaccessible forbidden area. Only the director, chief physicians of each department and special nursing staff could list their names.
Go up.
"What are the chances of Ya Ya waking up?" Di Cheng asked the question countless times. Not only did his eldest son Qianwen look much more haggard, but his eye sockets were also sunken deeply. Perhaps even he himself did not realize that he was
Yaya's care has exceeded that of anyone else, even... Jin Yixuan and other lovers.
"It's more serious than I expected, but... I have a skeptical guess. Yaya may have eaten something, or been eaten by something?" Changsun Qianwen frowned slightly and thought deeply.
"What's the meaning?"
"I have been thinking about a problem. The damage suffered by Yaya has exceeded the limit that humans can bear. This cannot be explained by the tenacious vitality and strong desire to win. It is very likely that he has been taking some kind of drug that enhances vitality.
, to help him always preserve that pulse, but I can’t imagine what kind of medicine can have such an effect.”
"You mean, there is a high possibility that Yaya will wake up?" Di Cheng is only concerned about this now.
"Pulse preservation and awakening are not the same concept. Besides, it was just some speculation on my part." Changsun Qianwen exhaled quietly and shook his head mockingly: "I haven't encountered such a difficult problem for a long time, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
Adapt and give Yaya another five days. If it still doesn’t work, we’ll think of something else.”
On September 23rd, so far, Tianmen's crucial rest training has been carried out for three full months. The results in all aspects have been clearly revealed. The number of warriors who have made breakthroughs in succession has inspired others.
, it brought more motivation, and the fiery passion has not diminished. But according to the original idea, the rest and special training will soon enter the final consolidation stage, which is when they make their final push.
However, Tianmen's special training has reached the final stage, and the preparations and deployments of other forces have reached the final moment.
The world situation that had been silent for three months was about to erupt into a storm, but no one thought that the source of this storm would actually come from...Biannan, China!
Time, the night of the 23rd! Location, Yuxi Jiangchuan County, Yunnan!
Leng Feixue reported to Zhuge Qinsi on Wan's recent work progress as usual, and then went alone to the embankment outside the village where Tangkou was located.
This is a habit he has developed in recent times. He stands on the pier of the river, quietly looking at the calm river, thinking about his own things, and sometimes being in a daze.
In the past, it would have been impossible for him to behave like this if he acted vigorously and resolutely, but now... he really doesn't know what to do.
The activities of the remnants of SAARC have become more and more rampant in the past half month. In the past, they were hiding in the western region, and their various activities were cautious and secretive. Recently, they have not only been undisguised, but even openly engaged in recruiting troops.
The public has great momentum to expand its power and make a comeback.
According to his own ideas, Tianmen soldiers came to give them a shock, and the Whirlpool troops quietly attacked and carried out several brutal assassinations to let them understand who is the master of the Chinese underworld now!
But... every time I approached Zhuge Qinsi with an intelligence sheet in hand, he always declined politely on the grounds that "Tianmen's training has not been completed yet, and it is not appropriate to start a full-scale war." If he persisted with reason, Zhuge Qinsi might have given up coldly.
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Leng Feixue thought about this issue carefully and understood that the main purpose of Brother Cheng arranging for Zhuge Qinsi to be in charge of Biannan was to monitor Miao territory. Bringing the intelligence chief "Ming" here is the best proof. But... leaving the SAARC alone
Growth and open provocation will ultimately be a blow to Tianmen's morale, and it is a threat that cannot be underestimated.
Could it be that Zhuge Qinsi, a strategist who was so wise, intelligent and good at attacking, couldn't see it? Couldn't see it clearly? Couldn't see through it?
Leng Feixue didn't believe it, but why didn't she take any measures? She was indifferent for three months! The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she felt. Leng Feixue clenched her fist fiercely and punched the big tree in front of her.
Punch, with a dull roar, the leaves rustled down, and a drop of blood traced the trunk along with the impact.