The next day, at two o'clock in the afternoon, half an hour before Yang Mu'an was pushed into the operating room, Mu Wanqing was extremely uneasy...
She had been sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed, tightly holding Yanmu An's small but extremely soft and warm little hand.
Mu Wanqing never knew before that there was such a being in this world that she could never get enough of.
She just stared at Yang Mu'an, reluctant to blink.
Yang Mu'an seemed to feel the nervousness and fear coming from his mother. He raised his bright eyes and looked over, and then said in an excited voice: "Mom, An An will have an operation soon. After the operation is completed, An An can accompany her mother to do many previous things."
Things you can’t do.”
"Mom, you have always taken care of An An in the past. When An An recovers from her illness, An An will take care of her mother in the future."
"Mom, An An will eat a lot in the future and get up and exercise with her uncle every day, so that An An can protect her mother in the future."
"Mom, An An will definitely not let anyone bully you. An An will definitely take good care of you."
"Mother……"
"..."
…
Listening to her admiration An, who calls her mother on the left and mother on her right, Mu Wanqing feels happy and heartbroken at the same time.
Her son is so well-behaved and sensible, why is God so unfair and cruel to him, making him sick and making him suffer everything that he should not have to endure at this age?!
Mu Wanqing caressed Mu An's head, then stood up, lowered her body, and bent her head to kiss his forehead and nose.
"An'an, mom doesn't ask for anything, I just hope you can be safe."
"An'an, mom will be waiting for you outside all the time. You must give mom credit, do you understand?!"
"When you get better, mom and uncle will go horse riding with you, okay?! Let's go horse racing together."
"Yeah." Yang Muan nodded with a smile.
Mu Wanqing didn't know whether it was because she was too happy or for some other reason, but she just wanted to cry.
She raised her hand and said to Yang Mu'an: "Then let's check it out together and see you there or not."
"Hang yourself with a hook, and you won't be allowed to change for a hundred years..." Yang Muan stretched out his little finger and hooked Mu Wanqing's finger...
When Yang Mu'an was pushed into the operating room, Mu Wanqing kept running after the hospital bed. It was not until the medical staff stopped her outside the operating room that she reluctantly let go of the hand that was holding Yang Mu'an's hand.
"An An..." Mu Wanqing's eyes were eagerly searching for Mu An, and her voice was extremely choked and hoarse as she shouted, "Mom is waiting for you outside, don't be afraid, mom has been waiting for you here, An An..."
Compared with Mu Wanqing's extreme panic, Yang Mufan seemed much calmer and calmer.
From the beginning, he was silent, his face as delicate as a knife carving was calm and there was no trace of expression.
Nishimachi said that the operation would take about six to eight hours. Therefore, while waiting for the operation, Mu Wanqing and Yang Mufan sat on the bench and waited silently.
From time to time, Mu Wanqing would turn her head anxiously to look in the direction of the operating room, while Yang Mufan was sitting there like a statue, unmoving...