Su Wanqing felt like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss again. Something was cutting into her brain, and a knife was cutting and sewing her belly. That feeling - there was no feeling.
The operation lasted for a full nine hours. After everything was processed, Su Wanqing was pushed to the sterile rest room, injected with sleeping potion, and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by the pain of the wound.
The anesthesia has worn off, and she can only rely on painkillers for relief. However, Huang said that painkillers should not be used too often, as they can become addictive, just like poppies and marijuana.
Su Wanqing could only endure the pain, sweat dripping all over her body, and let the nurse help her clean it up.
She finally experienced the feeling of life being worse than death.
"Have the metal fragments been removed from the brain?" Su Wanqing endured the pain and asked.
Huang looked at her with a worried expression and nodded: "It was taken out. The craniotomy was successful and your child was saved."
"Can you give me that piece? It has been with me for more than ten years. I want to keep it as a souvenir."
Su Wanqing's voice was very weak, and her thin lips had no trace of color.
"Okay, don't move, I'll get it for you to take a look at."
Huang got up and came back shortly after leaving. He held an exquisite wooden box in his hand, opened the lid, and placed it in front of Su Wanqing's eyes.
"It's a bullet shell, half the size of an ordinary bullet, so it didn't cause fatal damage."
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "It's mine."
"Yes, yes, it's yours, no one will steal it from you."
Huangpo reluctantly closed the box and placed it in the drawer of Su Wanqing's bedside table. He said, "I'll put it here. When you recover, you can take it whenever you want."
Su Wanqing didn't look at Huang anymore, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and a faint smile escaped from her lips.
She could already feel that there was a life gestating in her womb, the fruit of her and Xichen's love.
Huang saw her actions, his eyes darkened, and said: "Shazhi, I previously suspected that you couldn't be released from hypnosis because of this bullet casing. When your body recovers a little, I will help you do it again.
OK?"
Thinking of going to Japan with the person in front of her in the future, Su Wanqing's childhood curiosity suddenly disappeared.
"I don't want to know anymore."
She was heartbroken that she could not be with Xichen, and her only support was the child in her belly.
"Shazhi!" Huang felt unwillingly, "Don't you want to know, about our childhood, the scenes we spent together, we -"
"Without us." Su Wanqing interrupted him, "I will follow you back to Japan as you wish, but without us, there will only be you and me."
Huang's face gradually darkened, and his obsidian-like eyes were full of hostility. He clenched his fists and sat in an unruly posture.
"I heard that Luo Xichen has found Professor Truman in the United States and convinced him to come back and perform a craniotomy for you." He said quietly, his voice was like a ghost, without any warmth.
Su Wanqing's face froze, and a layer of twilight mist gradually appeared on her glazed black eyes, which were like those gifted from a dream.
Xi Chen - he did it after all.
He has fulfilled his promise to her, but she has no way to fulfill it.
"Luo Xichen already knew about you. He was on the plane heading to City X." Hoshino Huang's tone suddenly became meaningful, "The captain of that international flight was a Japanese.
My subordinates did something." Su Wanqing felt like she had fallen into the bottomless abyss again. Something was cutting into her brain, and a knife was cutting and sewing her belly. That feeling - there was no feeling.
The operation lasted for a full nine hours. After everything was processed, Su Wanqing was pushed to the sterile rest room, injected with sleeping potion, and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by the pain of the wound.
The anesthesia has worn off, and she can only rely on painkillers for relief. However, Huang said that painkillers should not be used too often, as they can become addictive, just like poppies and marijuana.
Su Wanqing could only endure the pain, sweat dripping all over her body, and let the nurse help her clean it up.
She finally experienced the feeling of life being worse than death.
"Have the metal fragments been removed from the brain?" Su Wanqing endured the pain and asked.
Huang looked at her with a worried expression and nodded: "It was taken out. The craniotomy was successful and your child was saved."
"Can you give me that piece? It has been with me for more than ten years. I want to keep it as a souvenir."
Su Wanqing's voice was very weak, and her thin lips had no trace of color.
"Okay, don't move, I'll get it for you to take a look at."
Huang got up and came back shortly after leaving. He held an exquisite wooden box in his hand, opened the lid, and placed it in front of Su Wanqing's eyes.
"It's a bullet shell, half the size of an ordinary bullet, so it didn't cause fatal damage."
"Yes." Su Wanqing nodded, "It's mine."
"Yes, yes, it's yours, no one will steal it from you."
Huangpo reluctantly closed the box and placed it in the drawer of Su Wanqing's bedside table. He said, "I'll put it here. When you recover, you can take it whenever you want."
Su Wanqing didn't look at Huang anymore, put her hand on her lower abdomen, and a faint smile escaped from her lips.
She could already feel that there was a life gestating in her womb, the fruit of her and Xichen's love.
Huang saw her actions, his eyes darkened, and said: "Shazhi, I previously suspected that you couldn't be released from hypnosis because of this bullet casing. When your body recovers a little, I will help you do it again.
OK?"
Thinking of going to Japan with the person in front of her in the future, Su Wanqing's childhood curiosity suddenly disappeared.
"I don't want to know anymore."
She was heartbroken that she could not be with Xichen, and her only support was the child in her belly.
"Shazhi!" Huang felt unwillingly, "Don't you want to know, about our childhood, the scenes we spent together, we -"
"Without us." Su Wanqing interrupted him, "I will follow you back to Japan as you wish, but without us, there will only be you and me."
Huang's face gradually darkened, and his obsidian-like eyes were full of hostility. He clenched his fists and sat in an unruly posture.
"I heard that Luo Xichen has found Professor Truman in the United States and convinced him to come back and perform a craniotomy for you." He said quietly, his voice was like a ghost, without any warmth.
Su Wanqing's face froze, and a layer of twilight mist gradually appeared on her glazed black eyes, which were like those gifted from a dream.
Xi Chen - he did it after all.
He has fulfilled his promise to her, but she has no way to fulfill it.
"Luo Xichen already knew about you. He was on the plane heading to City X." Hoshino Huang's tone suddenly became meaningful, "The captain of that international flight was a Japanese.