"It's time, we have to send Mr. Yan to the operating room."
The attending doctor for this operation was Nie Jiajun, and Zhong Chenghe, the president of our hospital, assisted.
This kind of powerful lineup is unprecedented and has an absolute chance of winning.
Lin Qianqian picked up her son and said to Yan Mubei, "I'll wait for you outside and stay with you."
Hearing this, the man smiled movingly: "Well, it will be fine, don't worry too much."
Lin Qianqian nodded.
Colin blinked and said in a clear childish voice: "I also want to wait for him to come out."
His pointy little nose was tapped by his mother: "No, children must go to bed early and get up early to grow up quickly."
"But I'm already the tallest in the class, so it doesn't matter if I miss a night or a half of sleep." Colin hugged his mother's neck and said coquettishly, "Okay, I'm going to stay with Mommy and wait for him to come out."
The little guy was a little heavy, and Lin Qianqian couldn't hold it as he moved his buttocks around like this, so she quickly said: "Okay, okay, stay with me for a while."
Colin nodded happily: "Yeah."
The nurse stepped forward to push Yan Mubei's wheelchair and pushed him out first.
Lin Qianqian hurriedly followed, followed closely by the others.
On the way, Lin Qianqian had a free hand and held Yan Mubei's right hand: "No matter what happens in the future, I will be by your side."
This is a promise she made that will remain unchanged throughout her life.
Yan Mubei took a deep breath and looked back at her with gentle and affectionate eyes: "Okay."
The four eyes intertwined, showing endless affection.
They entered and exited the elevator, and Lin Qianqian reluctantly sent him into the operating room.
In fact, even if the operation fails, Yan Mubei's life will not be in danger. The worst thing is that he will have difficulty moving his legs in the future and will be limping.
Just thinking about the way he walked on crutches made Lin Qianqian feel heartbroken and sad.
It would be a pity if such a good handsome guy was ruined like this.
The most important thing is, can Yan Mubei accept himself like this?
The door to the operating room was closed, and Lin Qianqian sat on the chair in the corridor with Colin in her arms.
Jiang Siqiong came over, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "Don't worry too much."
Lin Qianqian nodded, then stood up as if remembering something and said: "Arqiong, you go home first, you don't have to wait with me."
"But..." Jiang Siqiong looked at Colin.
"Let him stay here. We will wait for Yan Mubei to come out. Betty is waiting for you at home. You can go home and take care of the children."
"Well, then, if you need anything, just call me and I can come right away to pick up Colin."
"um. Thank you."
After sending Jiang Siqiong away, Lin Qianqian sat down on the chair again.
Deng Liang took a small blanket from the car and placed it on the chair next to her: "It will be very cold at night. Miss Lin, you have to take care of yourself and the young master."
Lin Qianqian nodded, hugged the child tighter, put the blanket on the child, and hugged the child together.
Colin is very optimistic. Maybe he is young and naive, and does not have the anxiety and worries of his mother.
He took out the mobile phone he carried with him, called up a small game, and played happily in his mother's arms.
Children are good and carefree, and their days are innocent and pure.
Lin Qianqian kissed the top of his hair, rested her forehead on his head, and was lost in thought thinking about the past.
If of course she had not left Yan Mubei, what would happen to them now?