Song Qiao closed her eyes and slowly rubbed her temples with her hands, but she felt anxious and would open her eyes from time to time to look at the door of the emergency room.
Qiqi hasn't come out yet, which means she's not out of danger yet.
Her heart clenched, and when she lowered her head, she found a glass of hot milk in front of her eyes.
Song Qiao raised her head along her arms, and Gu Jingting was holding a cup with one hand. The outline of his plain face was deepened in the light, and his eyes were highlighted, giving him a somewhat handsome look.
"Drink something to warm yourself up," he said.
The weather was gradually turning into late autumn, and the chill was indeed getting heavier. I hadn't felt it before, but now that he mentioned it, Song Qiao really felt a little cold.
She shivered and turned back to look at Aunt An and Xiaotang.
Their minds were completely focused on the operating room. They stared at the door without blinking. Mrs. An hugged Xiaotang and muttered, "It's okay, it's okay. Buddha bless you, everything is safe..."
Song Qiao's eyes were filled with tears, but at this time, she had to stay calm and stabilize everyone's emotions.
She took the milk and handed it to Xiaotang, "As long as Mommy is waiting here, can you and Aunt An go back to sleep first?" She looked at his red eyes and said, "I promise, as soon as Qiqi comes out,
I’ll go tell you.”
Xiaotang was indeed sleepy and tired, but he still shook his head firmly, "I have to wait for my sister to come out."
Mrs. An came back to her senses, looked at how he was holding on, and said quickly, "Let's do this. You lie on grandma's shoulder and sleep for a while, and then I'll wake you up after Qiqi comes out."
Xiaotang still shook his head and stared stubbornly at the operating room with wide eyes.
Song Qiao and An's wife knew his character very well, but there was nothing they could do about it.
The lights in the operating room were on until three o'clock in the morning and then turned off. Dr. Charles walked out of it, took off his mask and showed a tired face, "Who are the patient's family members?"
"I am." Song Qiao immediately stood up and walked over to greet him.
Dr. Charles briefly explained Qiqi's situation, "The patient's physical condition is very unstable, and the bone marrow transplant must be scheduled as soon as possible, within three days at the latest."
Song Qiao was worried, "But in her current condition, can she withstand a transplant?"
"According to common sense, it is best to wait for the various physical characteristics to stabilize, but she cannot wait until that time." Dr. Charles said with a serious expression, "Now, we are racing for time."
Life is at stake, so there is no other way.
Song Qiao opened her mouth to agree, but at the critical moment, she remembered something and turned to look at Gu Jingting, "Your wound..."
"It's okay." Gu Jingting shook his head.
Song Qiao hesitated.
When the wound was being treated, she watched the whole process with her own eyes. Given the depth of the wound, it would be impossible to heal it in less than a month. If the operation was performed now...
She couldn't ask Gu Jingting to do the operation, but Qiqi's life was at stake.
Dr. Charles looked between them and suddenly realized something, "He is someone who can donate bone marrow to patients? Is there any problem now?"
Gu Jingting shook his head and wanted to deny it, but Song Qiao spoke first, "He was injured today, quite seriously."
As soon as the words stuck in her throat came out, she felt relieved, "Can you please help me see if the operation will have any impact on him?"
As Song Qiao spoke, her nails clenched her palms tightly.
She wanted Qiqi to recover from surgery as soon as possible, and she also felt that as the biological father of the child, Gu Jingting should donate bone marrow, but she could not ignore his physical safety under such circumstances.
Charles frowned, not expecting this to happen.
He nodded, "Can you show me the wound?"
Gu Jingting's gaze enveloped Song Qiao's figure. She stood two steps away, her face trying to remain calm, but her anxiety still occasionally leaked out.
I obviously want to have surgery as soon as possible, but I have to waste time on such unimportant things.
He lowered his head and sneered secretly, which was really inappropriate and soft-hearted.
"good."
Gu Jingting agreed and followed Charles to leave to check the wound.
Aunt An watched his back disappear around the corner, hesitated for a long time, and said to Song Qiao, "Miss Song, I think there is nothing wrong with Ojing. He can walk and jump, so it shouldn't affect the operation."
Moreover, she has been supplementing her body well during this period, so she should be able to survive it.
Song Qiao took a deep breath. She had made a difficult decision. If Dr. Charles looked at the wound and said it was inoperable, she didn't know what she would do.
only……
"Sister-in-law An, I want to save Qiqi, but I can't do it at the expense of other people's lives," she said.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was no movement behind him.
…
In the office, Charles brought scissors and wanted to cut off the bandages on Gu Jingting's body to check the situation. Before he could do anything, Gu Jingting stopped him, "Don't look at it."
He was stunned and persuaded, "I hear what the lady said. Your injury is quite serious. If you want to have a bone marrow transplant, it's best to check it out."
Gu Jingting said calmly, "It's just a skin injury and has no impact on the transplant operation."
Charles frowned and wanted to persist.
Gu Jingting ignored his hesitant expression and said, "When we go out later, you tell her directly that the wound has been checked and the operation can be performed normally."
"You are irresponsible for your body." Charles was a little angry.
"My body doesn't need you to remind me." Gu Jingting said.
He stood up without any intention of cooperating. Charles still disagreed with his approach and stood sideways in front of him, "Anyway, show me first before talking."
Gu Jingting had a slender figure. When he stood upright, he was even half a head taller than Charles. He lowered his eyes lightly, invisible pressure leaking out from his eyes.
It actually made Charles feel timid.
Gu Jingting said in a deep voice, "It's not necessary, you just need to do your part."
He walked outside.
Charles stood there, thinking about that look in his eyes, and couldn't recover for a long time. Finally, he gave up the idea of checking Gu Jingting's wounds.
The two of them returned to the door of the operating room one after another.
Song Qiao looked at them nervously, his lips moving, but he didn't ask any further questions.
Charles was standing behind, hesitating, when he suddenly received a secret glance from Gu Jingting. All his thoughts were dismissed. He walked up to Song Qiao and said, "I have checked the wound. It will not affect the operation."
"Really?" Song Qiao's eyes suddenly brightened.
The boulder hanging in her heart fell to the ground safely. She rushed to Gu Jingting excitedly, subconsciously wanting to reach out and hug him, but soon realized something was wrong, and turned her hand abruptly in mid-air and grabbed his arm instead.
"Thank you. Once the operation is completed, feel free to ask for any requests you have." Song Qiao said.
It was as if all the weight she had been carrying was thrown away at this moment, and her whole body was so bright and bright that Gu Jingting felt a lightness in his heart.
