Bao Sihan's family has a chef who specializes in cooking. The fish caught today was made into a whole fish feast by the chef.
There are various methods of cooking, frying and roasting, most of which take three little ones into consideration.
The three little ones couldn't help but be attracted by the delicious smell of the fish. Their cheeks were stuffed full of fish meat and they couldn't help but praise it.
Even Lu Jingyu rarely had the appetite to eat a lot.
After the meal, Bao Sihan played chess with the old man, and the three little ones were playing games beside him. The harmonious scene gave Lu Jingyu a feeling of peace and tranquility.
After arriving at the appointed time to treat Bao Sihan's leg, Lu Jingyu took her three children back to her home.
The next morning, she went out very early. She was going to operate on Lu Beichen today. The hospital had sufficient arrangements. She just waited for Lu Jingyu to come and disinfect and change clothes. However, she didn't want Mr. Lu to worry about Lu Beichen's injury and come too.
Go to the hospital.
Zhou Wenjuan, who had been waiting in the ward for a long time, looked behind Mr. Lu for a while, but did not see Lu Jingyu appear, and the resentment in her heart rose again.
"I knew Beichen was going to have surgery today, so I didn't care. I didn't even know he was here to show off."
Zhou Wenjuan just muttered these words in a low voice.
Lu Jingyi did not miss any opportunity to express herself. When she heard Zhou Wenjuan's words, she looked considerate and walked to her side to comfort her, "Mom, it's okay. Second brother, we are here. People who are not relevant will show up. Wait.
It will only make you angry for now, as long as the second brother knows how good we are."
"Yes, she is just a white-eyed wolf."
Lu Jingyi said what she liked to hear, and Zhou Wenjuan's mood suddenly brightened, "We can't raise things we don't know well..."
"Can't you two just calm down for a while? If you talk so much, go home and talk. If you want to stay, just shut up!"
Mr. Lu interrupted the two's singing and struck the ground several times with his crutch. His displeased eyes fell on Zhou Wenjuan and her daughter.
Zhou Wenjuan didn't have the guts to talk back to Mr. Lu, so she had no choice but to shut up.
At ten o'clock in the morning, Lu Beichen was pushed into the operating room, and Lu Jingyu was already dressed and waiting in the operating room.
Her figure was wrapped in a large surgical gown, her long and delicate hair was hidden in a surgical cap, and her mask was put on, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
The operating light was turned on, and Lu Beichen could only see a pair of eyes on her face, which looked a bit familiar.
Lu Jingyu could feel his gaze and had no intention of paying attention. He whispered something to the people around him.
The anesthetic was prepared over there, and Lu Jingyu sterilized it and put on gloves.
The moment she stood on the operating table, she saw Lu Beichen still looking at her, thinking that he was worried about her injury, so she reluctantly said to him: "The operation will take a bit long, I will try my best, you don't have to worry.
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The voice was slow and seemed to be full of power, soothing Lu Beichen's restless heart. After taking the anesthetic, he slowly closed his eyes.
Lu Beichen's condition was ready, and Lu Jingyu on the operating table also began a protracted battle.
She performed the entire operation herself. When the scalpel fell, the people on the operating table tensed up and did not dare to relax at all.
In several dangerous positions, Lu Jingyu's rapid movements made the doctor beside him hold his breath and dare not move, for fear of disturbing her and affecting the performance of her men. In addition to passing tools and helping to wipe sweat, this operation