The surgery came amid Qiqi's longing for the future.
That morning, Song Qiao sent Qiqi into the operating room with anxiety and excitement, and then began a long wait outside. The moment Xiaotang and Mrs. An closed the door, they stared at her, even blinking.
Reluctant to part with it.
Not long after, Momo also rushed over, carrying breakfast in his hand. When they met, he said, "Don't wait around, eat something first. Don't let Qiqi come out well by then, and you will all be hungry and dizzy."
My eyes are dazzled and I don’t have the energy to take care of her.”
That makes sense.
Ever since Qiqi was able to undergo surgery, Aunt An and Song Qiao were completely focused on it. They didn't even think about eating, not even drinking water.
Momo glanced at it and knew what was going on. She forced the two of them to sit down and distributed breakfast to them.
"Come on, eat quickly," she said.
Xiaotang was still standing guard in front of the door, but Momo dragged her to him, putting a glass of milk in her hand, "Okay, little master, your sister is inside and can't leave. Let's eat something first."
Xiaotang shook his head, "I've had breakfast, I'm not hungry."
No matter how worried Song Qiao and the others were about Qiqi, they never forgot about him. When they got up early in the morning, Mrs. An prepared his favorite shrimp dumplings and wontons, and Qiqi even got angry with him because she couldn't eat before the surgery.
"Okay, I won't force you." Momo and Song Qiao confirmed and took back the breakfast.
Momo's arrival briefly brought noise to them, but soon it became quiet again, with only the occasional rustling of plastic bags.
The operation time is extremely long.
Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched by invisible hands. Song Qiao barely endured it at the beginning, but in the end he couldn't sit still and began to wander outside the door.
Aunt An was sitting on the bench and muttered, "With the blessing of Bodhisattva, our Qiqi will be fine."
After an unknown amount of time, the closed door of the operating room was suddenly opened from inside, and Dr. Charles walked out tiredly.
Song Qiao stopped suddenly and subconsciously wanted to walk towards him.
But when it came to my head, it seemed as if roots had grown under my feet, and I was frozen in place for a long time, unable to move. An inexplicable fear was like a duckweed, rippling in my heart.
She didn't even dare to open her mouth to ask.
What was the result of the operation? How is Qiqi's condition? And that person...
Everything was stuck in his throat. Song Qiao looked around and his eyes fell on Momo. There was a rare request for help inside.
Momo felt soft and walked to Dr. Charles for her, "Was the operation successful?"
Charles took off his mask, his slightly old look full of fatigue. His eyes looked past Momo and landed on Song Qiao not far away.
After a moment, he arched his eyebrows and asked, "Miss Song, why don't you come and ask in person?"
He hadn't revealed the result yet, but Song Qiao already knew the answer in an instant.
She stood there, her mind went blank, as if she had been struck by thunder, and she didn't know how to react. All her emotions seemed to have been pulled away.
Just when Song Qiao was stunned for a moment, Mrs. An and the others screamed excitedly when they heard the news.
"Really? That's great!"
"Does that mean she can live a healthy life in the future?"
"Where are the people? Why haven't they been pushed out yet?"
Their various voices all fell into Song Qiao's ears, but they seemed to be always obscured by a thin film and could not be heard clearly.
Song Qiao stood there, his eyes filled with sourness.
Suddenly, as if some kind of switch was pressed, she rushed towards Charles and asked repeatedly, "She's okay, right? She's really okay, right? Right?"
"Yes, congratulations, that's right." Charles answered the question patiently.
After receiving an affirmative reply, the membrane in Song Qiao's ears instantly broke open, and the noise and bustle around her rushed in. She wanted to scream loudly, but she was able to resist the impulse after thinking that this was a hospital.
All the accumulated emotions turned into tears and burst out from his eyes.
Song Qiao grabbed Charles' hand and thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you..."
"This is what I should do." Charles smiled and warned, "The next time is an important time for recovery. You must take good care of your children as carefully as possible."
"I will let the nurse inform you of the specific situation later."
Song Qiao kept nodding.
Charles was obviously happy for the success of the operation. After giving instructions on everything, he finally congratulated Song Qiao, "Congratulations, your wish has finally come true."
Song Qiao's smile became brighter and brighter, "Thank you."
…
Qiqi was quickly pushed into the ward by the nurse for observation. Song Qiao and the others scrambled to guard outside the ward, as if they had never seen her before, looking at her carefully through the glass countless times.
Xiaotang was short, so he tried hard in front of the door for a long time, but failed to jump up and look inside.
In the end, Momo conscience found out and held him in front of her, letting Xiaotang observe Qiqi's condition.
"Don't worry, your sister will wake up soon." Momo was in a good mood, "When the time comes, I will be the first to take her to eat hot pot without you."
Xiaotang was watching worriedly, but when he suddenly heard this sentence, he paused, looked at Momo expressionlessly, turned around and said, "Eating alone will make you gain ten pounds."
"..."
Momo didn't expect that she would say "blessings", so she had to react for a long time before she finally understood. She was so angry that she pinched Xiaotang's cheek and said, "You little white-eyed wolf, how dare you make fun of me."
Xiaotang saved his face and said, "I was right."
"Huh, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you." Momo hummed.
Song Qiao lay on the window and watched for a moment, and the image of Gu Jingting suddenly flashed through his mind. The success of this operation was all due to his cooperation in checking and matching, and he even donated bone marrow without hesitation.
Both emotionally and rationally, she should thank him.
She got up and realized that she had just left in such a hurry that she even forgot to ask how Gu Jingting was doing and which ward he was resting in. Thinking of this, she began to feel guilty.
Song Qiao looked at the two people who were still making a fuss, told Aunt An, and turned around to find Gu Jingting.
Fortunately, the nurse was impressed by them and quickly told her, "That gentleman has been sent back to his original ward to rest. He should not wake up until night."
"OK, thanks."
Song Qiao looked at the time and found that it was still very early before dark. She simply ran out and bought a fruit basket for Gu Jingting before carrying it to the ward.
Pushing the door open, she unexpectedly found that Gu Jingting was already awake.
What made Song Qiao even more surprised was that there was actually another woman busy in the ward. When he saw her, he even asked, "Are you here to see Brother Jing Ting?"
As she spoke, she pushed a chair for Song Qiao gracefully.