When the time came to 11 o'clock in the evening, the corridor on a certain floor of National Taiwan University Hospital was still full of people. In the sterile ward opposite, two doctors and several nurses were still doing a comprehensive cardiopulmonary function test on Su Shenxing.
Although the surgery that day was successful, Su Shenxing woke up within 48 hours and was out of danger. However, because he was shot in the lungs, he still had problems such as respiratory infections after the operation, so he needed to stay in a sterile room.
In the room, except for the doctor's permission, everyone can only watch outside the glass wall.
Today's examination results are of great importance, which means whether he can leave the sterile ward. The examination has lasted for many hours, and everyone's hearts have been worried.
Through the glass wall, they watched the doctors and nurses keep tracking and recording data one after another, and their breathing became tense.
finally--
With a "swish" sound, the glass door of the sterile room was opened. Almost at the same time, everyone stood up from the chairs in the corridor. Several nurses pushed the hospital bed. Su Shenxing fell asleep quietly, wearing a breathing mask.
It has been removed, but his face is still pale and his eyes are closed.
"A Xing——" Wen Jing was the first to rush forward and wanted to hold his hand, but she didn't dare to touch it. Su Shenxing's arm was still dripping with blood.
The doctor then walked out, first comforting Wen Jing, "Mrs. Su, calm down first and listen to me."
"Okay." Wen Jing said apologetically, holding back the excitement in her heart and trying to adjust her breathing.
You Tong hurriedly stepped forward and held her arm. Although she was anxious in her heart, she had to stay calm now. However, the corners of her lips twitched and her voice still couldn't help but tremble slightly, "Doctor...how is his condition?
?!"
The doctor took off the disinfectant mask on his face, and the haze on his face for many days finally faded away, and he showed a faint look of joy, "I have good news to tell you that Mr. Su's indicators are all normal, and his
He has strong willpower and is recovering well. He can be transferred to the general ward tonight, and of course you can all visit him at the bedside. The respirator has been removed, and he can talk when he wakes up."
Hearing this, everyone was very excited, and Wen Jing couldn't help but be happy, her eyes slightly red.
"I have injected the patient with a drug that has a sleep-stabilizing effect. He will sleep longer. You should all be careful and quiet," the doctor warned.
"Okay, we understand, thank you doctor." Wen Jing, You Tong and others were very grateful.
"You're welcome, this is my duty." The doctor said humbly. After flipping through the medical records to confirm that they were correct, he said, "Okay, let's do this for now. You have been in the hospital for so many days. Calm down. The nurse will come in later.
I asked you to visit me in the ward."
"Okay, thank you doctor." Everyone thanked him again and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The doctor also breathed a sigh of relief, Su Shenxing's life was finally saved.
However, he will inevitably have some sequelae. (This will be the biggest problem between Ronger and Xiu in the future, tears.)
But being able to survive is already a blessing.
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The nurse first placed Su Shenxing in a separate ward, then adjusted the frequency of the drip, and left after giving a few instructions. As soon as the nurse left, everyone immediately gathered around her. However, the doctor had something to say first, and they couldn't all be crowded all at once.
In the past, You Tong asked Wen Jing to go in first, and he and others continued to wait in the corridor.
This is a spacious senior ward, very comfortably furnished. The walls are painted powder blue, which looks very warm. There is a large window on one side, the lotus-colored curtains are drawn, the big lights are not turned on, and there is only one in the corner.
The standing lamp shines a faint yellow light.
Wen Jing didn't squint her eyes. After walking in, she fixed her eyes directly on the hospital bed, staring at the man who was still sleeping under the influence of the medicine.
She rubbed her eyes, holding back tears of joy and excitement, moved her steps and walked over gently, and slowly sat down on the chair next to the bed.
It's finally okay.
She let out a sigh, and the boulder in her heart finally fell to the ground.
The white quilt was covered under his shoulders, and the white bandage was wrapped around his neck. Although the wound was invisible, she could know how painful it would be for him, and her heart also hurt so much.
Heartache for him seems to have become a habit, an uncontrollable habit.
That was a gunshot wound!
He was almost, almost killed.
If the bullet had strayed just a little bit further, even by a tiny centimeter, where would he be at this moment?!
This question tugged at her heart so hard that she couldn't help but shudder, and her heart ached so much that she almost couldn't breathe.
Without him, does her life have any meaning?
It was he who made her understand the ups and downs of love. Although the pain is greater than the joy, and the bitterness is more than the sweetness, love is love, and the emotions you have given can never be taken back in this life.
She bit her lip tightly and watched as his elegant and handsome face became much thinner, his entire facial contour became darker, and dots of blue stubble appeared. His whole person looked decadent, which made her heart ache slightly.
Unable to hold back the distressed emotion, she reached out her hand and gently touched his thin side cheek, then slowly moved her fingertips upward to the center of his frown.
Wounded, sick, and asleep, he was still worried. She knew he was sad, sad for his grandfather. She knew something about the Su family. Grandpa hoped that he could join politics, but he had always refused. But after
This time, maybe he will change his mind. In the future, he may do a lot of heavy and stressful things, and she will always be with him, whether he needs it or not.
Over the years, although he was not in love with her, he still had affection for her, and she was satisfied.
Thinking of the daily greetings from him after she went to Germany, her heart felt warm. She kept every text message and every email from him.
After going through so many ups and downs, I don't know how many obstacles lie ahead, but as long as he lives well, she will be able to hold on forever without any regrets.
"A Xing, I love you..." A vague sigh overflowed from his lips, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were slightly moist.