After repeating this several times, Lin's mother no longer forced Haiyue to rest and advised her to wake up so as not to affect the child in her belly by excessive fright.
The three of them were just like this, standing or sitting outside the operating room, waiting anxiously.
Time passes by minute by minute.
Almost a century later, the door of the operating room finally opened.
Haiyue took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and walked towards Xia Dongye.
It was only a few steps away, but Haiyue felt like there was a vast ocean in the middle. It took a long time to finally walk to Xia Dongye.
"How is he...?" Haiyue's voice was dry and trembling.
Xia Dongye pulled down his mask and let out a long sigh, "There is no longer life-threatening..."
Hearing this sentence, Haiyue's nerves suddenly relaxed, her body became weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
Xia Dongye reached out to catch her soft body, "Are you okay?"
Before he finished speaking, he was already so excited. If Haiyue knew Sikong Jingqiu's real physical condition, he would not know what would happen...
Xia Dongye couldn't help but frowned and decided not to say it first. After two days, her mood really stabilized, she would tell her the detailed condition of Sikong Jingqiu's body.
Haiyue shook her head, not noticing the gloom that flashed through Xia Dongye's dark eyes, and the expression on her face was crying and laughing.
He is fine!
He's fine!
It's so great!
"Can you stand?" Xia Dongye asked.
While he was speaking, the nurse had already pushed Sikong Jingqiu out of the ward.
"Yes." Haiyue breathed a deep breath, stabilized her body before walking towards Sikong Jingqiu.
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Haiyue followed the nurse's movement in the ward and moved.
She always kept a distance of about five meters from the moving hospital bed and did not dare to move forward.
Sikong Jingqiu was lying quietly while sick, motionless, his whole body covered with bandages, and his face was bloodless as if he would disappear at any time.
If it weren't for the faint ups and downs in his chest, Xia Dongye would have promised that he would not be in any danger of his life. Haiyue would really think that he would have slept forever and never woke up again.
Sikong Jingqiu was quickly pushed into the ICU under the gaze of everyone.
Haiyue and Butler Li and others watched the nurses pick up the instruments of Shanghai Yue in various parts of his body through the glass window.
A few minutes later, the nurse retreated.
Haiyue looked at Sikong Jingqiu's body filled with instruments, and was lying in a sick state without any anger. Her face looked weak and gray, and her heart felt cramped.
"Do you want to go in and see him? The family has ten minutes to visit. If you put on the isolation suit." Xia Dongye, who was standing next to Haiyue, said that he was very worried that Song Haiyue would faint. Her face was as white as paper.
Almost close to transparency.
Haiyue shook her head.
Standing here and looking at her, her whole heart was almost broken as if she was being stolen by someone.
She didn't know if she could not bear it and collapsed after she got closer.
"Sit down on the chair first. You should be very tired after staying up all night." Xia Dongye glanced at Haiyue's belly, and his eyes became even more worried.
The moon did not move.
"Even if you don't want to rest, you have to take care of the children in the child. The child's situation has just stabilized, and you don't want any accidents when he gets?" Xia Dongye said seriously, pulling Haiyue to the glass semi-force.
Sitting down on the chair opposite the window, "I have already asked Ma Lin to buy breakfast. You can eat something in a while, and then ask Butler Li to take you back to rest first."