Seeing Zhuang Junze's solemn expression, Mo Yurou smiled softly, but her left eye, which had long lost its light, seemed out of place at this moment.
"Okay, we have done everything we can, and the rest is left to Professor Rogge and God. Zhuang Junze, thank you very much for the past few months. Without you, I may not be able to persist until now.
, no matter what, my baby and I will never forget your help to us in this life."
She will have surgery tomorrow, and Mo Yurou herself is not sure whether she can survive it. Before that, she must say everything she wants to say.
Hearing the words of thanks, Zhuang Junze smiled faintly. He looked up at Mo Yurou, somewhat lost in thought.
The woman in front of her has long lost her former glory after suffering from illness for the past few months.
Although Mo Yurou never said it, those who took care of her knew very well that the blood clot in her brain had seriously affected her normal life, causing her to have headaches from time to time.
Long-term medication has made her skin look yellow as if it was dyed, especially her swollen limbs and face. People who were familiar with Mo Yurou may not be able to recognize her in front of her.
And these are the things that make Zhuang Junze admire the most. He has never realized the greatness of being a mother so deeply at this moment. Just for the sake of the fetus in her belly, Mo Yurou gave up her own life.
Seeing the sincere smile on Mo Yurou's face, Zhuang Junze took a deep breath and said.
"If you really want to thank me, you must hold on to the surgery tomorrow, do you understand?"
At this time, Mo Yurou felt that she and Zhuang Junze were like life-and-death friends. She nodded cautiously, looked down at her belly with gentle eyes, and said softly.
"For her, I will persist."
Since half a month later, Mo Yurou has not had a good night's sleep for a long time due to nerve compression caused by the fetus. But this night, Mo Yurou slept particularly soundly, but except for her, everyone in the villa had insomnia.
.
The next day, at 8:30 in the morning, Mo Yurou was wearing a hospital gown and sitting in a wheelchair. Zhuang Junze pushed her himself. The two of them walked slowly down the long corridor. On both sides of the corridor were cold laboratories.
, and the place where Mo Yurou wants to go is at the very end of this floor.
"Madam, we are all here waiting for you."
At the end of the long corridor was a temporary operating room built for Mo Yurou. It contained the world's top medical equipment and an absolutely professional medical team, which gathered the world's best brain experts and obstetricians and gynecologists.
Science expert.
Jessica, Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu were all waiting at the door. Seeing Zhuang Junze pushing Mo Yurou over who had changed into clothes, they all gathered around.
When Mo Yurou saw the sincere eyes of these people, she knew that they had been getting along emotionally for the past few months.
Mo Yurou grabbed Jessica's hand and asked with a serious look on her face.
"Jessica, after the baby is born, please take good care of it, please."
Jessica also nodded very carefully and gave a promise.
"Madam, please don't worry, I will take care of her as my own child, and I will accompany the child until you complete the operation."
At this time, Rogge walked out of the operating room, looked at Mo Yurou, and said softly.
"Ma'am, are you nervous?"
Mo Yurou smiled slightly, with a calm expression and replied in a relaxed tone.
"No, I'm full of expectations. I'm really looking forward to the moment when the baby cries."
After Mo Yurou finished speaking, Professor Rogge shook his head slightly.
"I'm sorry, madam, because your two operations are connected together, so we will give you general anesthesia. I'm afraid you won't be able to hear the baby's cry for the time being, but I believe that when you wake up, you will see the baby.
Smile."
Hearing this, a trace of disappointment flashed in Mo Yurou's eyes. She didn't know how risky this operation was. She originally thought that even if she really couldn't survive it, she would at least be able to see her child before she died.
A child's cry.
Professor Rogge seemed to have seen through Mo Yurou's thoughts. He came over and held her hand, looked at her firmly and said.
"Madam, we will do our best, and please don't give up on yourself. I believe that with our joint efforts, you will be reunited with your baby soon."
After hearing this, Mo Yurou gave a forced smile. After that, a nurse took the wheelchair Mo Yurou was sitting on from Zhuang Junze. When she was about to push it into the operating room, Zhuang Junze suddenly rushed over and blocked the way.
In front of Mo Yurou.
Zhuang Junze knelt down, suddenly hugged Mo Yurou, and whispered in her ear.
"Mo Yurou, I don't believe you can't feel my feelings for you these past few months. At this time, there is no need for me to hide it. I love you and have loved you for eight full years. I still remember my classmate from a year ago.
A party? I originally wanted to come back and pursue you, but in the end I was defeated by the love between you and Xiao Zichen."
"Zhuang Junze, you..."
Just as Zhuang Junze said, Mo Yurou didn't know that after getting along with her for these few months, unless she was a fool, it would be impossible for her to feel Zhuang Junze's cautious love.
But Mo Yurou never said it. It wasn't that she turned a blind eye, but that she cherished her friendship with Zhuang Junze and knew that she couldn't give him the answer he wanted.
Since she couldn't respond to this feeling, why did she need to pierce the window paper? But Mo Yurou didn't expect that Zhuang Junze would reveal it at this time, which made Mo Yurou a little confused.
Seeing Mo Yurou's surprised and speechless expression, Zhuang Junze smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand, and carefully held Mo Yurou's hand. There was a touch of softness between men and women in his once clear eyes.
"Yurou, I know that you have always known my feelings. Seeing how much you have paid for Xiao Zichen, I know that I will never be able to get you in this life, so I cherish the time spent with you these few months.
Days. But after today, none of us know what will happen. I just want to tell you my true feelings for you."
Speaking of this, Zhuang Junze suddenly lowered his eyes, stopped talking, seemed to be thinking about something, and his whole body was trembling a little.
Suddenly, when Zhuang Junze raised his head and looked at Mo Yurou, his eyes became firmer and hotter, and he spoke again.
"Yurou, what I said before was not a joke. If you don't wake up this time, I swear to you that I will never let Xiao Zichen know the existence of the child. I will raise this child alone, right now.
The final punishment for Xiao Zichen."
Hearing this, Mo Yurou's heart skipped a beat. From Zhuang Junze's firm eyes, she saw an unprecedented cruelty, which clearly told Mo Yurou that Zhuang Junze was not lying.
Mo Yurou frowned. This had never been her choice. She had already told Zhuang Junze that if something happened to her, she would immediately notify Xiao Zichen to come and pick up the child.
Now Zhuang Junze's words undoubtedly disrupted all Mo Yurou's arrangements. She frowned slightly, but she also knew why Zhuang Junze said this. At least she had no reason to blame this man.
"Junze, you... I'm about to have an operation, can't you let me go in with peace of mind?"
"No, Yurou, in addition to peace of mind, I also need you to have the courage and will to survive, understand? I know that I can't compare to Xiao Zichen's position in your heart in this life, but this does not affect my care for you, understand
Even if you are a friend, I don’t want anything to happen to you, so promise me that you will survive.”
There was a hint of sincerity in Zhuang Junze's firm eyes.
Mo Yurou looked at Zhuang Junze blankly. After a long time, she nodded, then held Zhuang Junze's hand and said.
"I will survive."
After saying that, Mo Yurou reached out and gave Zhuang Junze a big hug. When she let go of Zhuang Junze, Mo Yurou leaned into Zhuang Junze's ear and whispered something.
"Zhuang Junze, thank you, you are my most important friend, Mo Yurou."
Then, she saw Mo Yurou holding Zhuang Junze's face, her eyes softened, she leaned over, kissed him gently on the cheek, then let go of Zhuang Junze and said something.
"Wait for me to come out."
After saying that, Mo Yurou glanced at the nurse beside her, and then Mo Yurou was pushed into the operating room.
"Madam, are you ready? We are going to start giving you anesthesia."
Professor Rogge changed into surgical clothes and came to Mo Yurou's side. Looking at Mo Yurou with a calm expression, he asked.
Mo Yurou was both excited and nervous at the same time. Her hands were already fixed, so she could only raise her head slightly to glance at her bulging abdomen, and then smiled slightly.
"Okay, let's get started."
After saying that, Mo Yurou closed her eyes and muttered to herself.