She said as she reached out and stroked He Mengjie's shoulder, comforting her, "Don't worry, as long as there is progress, Hou Yong will tell me, I will tell you as soon as possible!"
While speaking, two nurses in the emergency room pushed Wenxuan's bed out of it.
He Mengjie immediately hugged Wen Tingyu and rushed over to look.
Wenxuan's head was wrapped in gauze, lying flat on the hospital bed, with his eyes closed tightly.
He Mengjie called him twice, but she didn't get a response, and she couldn't help but feel cold. Wen Tingyu also shouted "Dad" next to her, "Dad".
A nurse in the emergency room glanced at them and said, "Stop shouting, I used medicine during the operation, and he fell asleep and would not wake up for the time being."
He Mengjie finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A group of people followed the cart to the brain surgery ward. Liu Pinwei and Wu Peijun helped to complete the hospitalization procedures. After all, Wu Peijun worked as a doctor and was familiar with the hospital procedures.
He Mengjie just hugged Wen Tingyu and sat by the bed, looking at Wen Xuan with a pale face, stunned.
He was so quiet, lying quietly, his eyes closed.
He Mengjie looked at it and tears couldn't stop flowing down. At this time, she was extremely expecting that he could open his eyes, flick it hard on his forehead, and then smiled and said, "The IQ is worrying."
But he is so quiet, so silent, so distressing...
Wen Tingyu pounced on the edge of the bed, held Wen Xuan's big hand tightly with his tender little hands, then gently stroked the back of his hand, and murmured: "Dad, are you uncomfortable? Tingyu rubs your hands and feels comfortable..."
She was very serious and very carefully pinched his hands, pinching, and pinching.
He Mengjie looked around and tears broke down.
"Xiaojie, cheer up. The nurse said just now that he had not woken up after taking medicine, so there would be no problem!" Yang Shile pinched her shoulder behind He Mengjie, and a firm tone gave her a little strength.
He Mengjie turned her head and nodded firmly at her, saying, "Yes, he won't have any trouble!"
Yang Shile patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I'll go and see what Hou Yong and the others are doing."
He Mengjie nodded, watched her leave the ward, and then turned to see Wenxuan, but was delighted to find that he had opened his eyes and was looking at him gently.
"Wenxuan! You are awake!" He Mengjie rushed over happily. When Wen Tingyu heard it, she immediately rushed under Wenxuan's nose and shouted, "Dad!"
Wenxuan blinked his eyes, and a different light flashed in his eyes, which made He Mengjie feel relieved.
"Dad, dad, where do you feel pain? Tingyu rubbed you?" Wen Tingyu asked nervously.
Wenxuan shook his head, then frowned, probably because it hurts a little. He Mengjie immediately said, "Don't move, don't move, just say anything!"
Wenxuan moved his lips, but his throat seemed to be very dry and he didn't say anything.
He Mengjie hurried to find water again. Finally, she borrowed a paper cup from the nurse. She first dipped it in a cotton swab to wet his lips, and then carefully fed him a sip.
After struggling for a while, Wenxuan seemed a little energetic, and then he slowly spoke, "I'm fine, don't worry."
He pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a warm smile, trying to comfort the two girls, one big and one small in front of him. She said as she reached out and stroked her shoulders on He Mengjie, comforting her, "Don't worry, as long as there is progress, Hou Yong will tell me, I will tell you as soon as possible!"
While speaking, two nurses in the emergency room pushed Wenxuan's bed out of it.
He Mengjie immediately hugged Wen Tingyu and rushed over to look.
Wenxuan's head was wrapped in gauze, lying flat on the hospital bed, with his eyes closed tightly.
He Mengjie called him twice, but she didn't get a response, and she couldn't help but feel cold. Wen Tingyu also shouted "Dad" next to her, "Dad".
A nurse in the emergency room glanced at them and said, "Stop shouting, I used medicine during the operation, and he fell asleep and would not wake up for the time being."
He Mengjie finally breathed a sigh of relief.
A group of people followed the cart to the brain surgery ward. Liu Pinwei and Wu Peijun helped to complete the hospitalization procedures. After all, Wu Peijun worked as a doctor and was familiar with the hospital procedures.
He Mengjie just hugged Wen Tingyu and sat by the bed, looking at Wen Xuan with a pale face, stunned.
He was so quiet, lying quietly, his eyes closed.
He Mengjie looked at it and tears couldn't stop flowing down. At this time, she was extremely expecting that he could open his eyes, flick it hard on his forehead, and then smiled and said, "The IQ is worrying."
But he is so quiet, so silent, so distressing...
Wen Tingyu pounced on the edge of the bed, held Wen Xuan's big hand tightly with his tender little hands, then gently stroked the back of his hand, and murmured: "Dad, are you uncomfortable? Tingyu rubs your hands and feels comfortable..."
She was very serious and very carefully pinched his hands, pinching, and pinching.
He Mengjie looked around and tears broke down.
"Xiaojie, cheer up. The nurse said just now that he had not woken up after taking medicine, so there would be no problem!" Yang Shile pinched her shoulder behind He Mengjie, and a firm tone gave her a little strength.
He Mengjie turned her head and nodded firmly at her, saying, "Yes, he won't have any trouble!"
Yang Shile patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I'll go and see what Hou Yong and the others are doing."
He Mengjie nodded, watched her leave the ward, and then turned to see Wenxuan, but was delighted to find that he had opened his eyes and was looking at him gently.
"Wenxuan! You are awake!" He Mengjie rushed over happily. When Wen Tingyu heard it, she immediately rushed under Wenxuan's nose and shouted, "Dad!"
Wenxuan blinked his eyes, and a different light flashed in his eyes, which made He Mengjie feel relieved.
"Dad, dad, where do you feel pain? Tingyu rubbed you?" Wen Tingyu asked nervously.
Wenxuan shook his head, then frowned, probably because it hurts a little. He Mengjie immediately said, "Don't move, don't move, just say anything!"
Wenxuan moved his lips, but his throat seemed to be very dry and he didn't say anything.
He Mengjie hurried to find water again. Finally, she borrowed a paper cup from the nurse. She first dipped it in a cotton swab to wet his lips, and then carefully fed him a sip.
After struggling for a while, Wenxuan seemed a little energetic, and then he slowly spoke, "I'm fine, don't worry."
He pulled up the corner of his mouth and showed a warm smile, trying to comfort the two girls, one big and one small in front of him.