After a long time, doctors kept coming in and out, and doctors were not from the same department. There were thoracic surgery, internal medicine, neurology, and even plastic surgeons. Several major experts consulted at the same time and performed the surgery together. It can be said that it was an unprecedented experience.
Attention paid.
This made Shu Tinglan feel a little more relaxed.
By the time Ms. Fu, his wife and Lao Ding arrived at the hospital, coincidentally, the lights in the emergency room were finally turned off, and several doctors came out. The backs of their surgical gowns were already soaked with sweat.
One of the people who looked like a director gave Zhuo Yuan and Shao Hui an OK gesture and led the team away, leaving a doctor behind to explain to them the precautions.
Shu Tinglan's heart, which she had been raising so much, finally let go at this moment. The rich lady next to her also had such an anxious and worried look for the first time. She lived a clear life, and she didn't care about bumps or minor injuries on weekdays.
I would care, but this time, I was obviously frightened.
When she came over to hold Shu Tinglan's hand, her hands were cold and her face looked extremely ugly.
"The doctor said everything is fine, just take a good rest."
Ms. Fu nodded, but held Tinglan's hand tightly without saying a word.
Lao Ding, who was next to him, was not wearing his prosthetic limb this time. He was standing on one foot on the ground. The other foot was empty and his eyes were red. He was leaning to the side and staring at the door of the operating room. When he saw Yi Mu
When Yang was lying on the hospital bed and was pushed out, his tears burst down. This was the first time Shu Tinglan saw Lao Ding cry.
If you think about it from another perspective, Yi Muyang is actually a very happy person. He has parents who dote on him, brothers who share his heart and soul, and a career that he loves.
His parents greeted him and followed the nurse's cart into the intensive care unit. Shu Tinglan, Lao Ding and others did not go there, fearing that the crowd would disturb him.
Only a quick glance showed that the entire face was wrapped into a rice dumpling, with only the nose, eyes and mouth exposed. It was very tragic. Shu Tinglan's eyes turned red again, and she looked away and couldn't bear to look anymore.
Zhuo Yu'an came over, held her in his arms and patted her back gently to comfort her.
After a while, Ms. Fu and his wife also came out. Yi Muyang had just undergone surgery and could not be admitted to the general ward, so no one was allowed to stay in the room. Professional nurses were taking care of her.
Shu Tinglan stayed with them in the hospital and asked Zhuo Yu'an to go about his own business.
"Can you do it alone?" Zhuo Yu'an was a little worried, but he had many things to do and couldn't stay in the hospital for a long time.
"Okay, go and do your work." Mainly because she wanted to wait until Yi Muyang woke up and take a look at him before she would feel relieved.
"Okay, I'll pick you up when I'm done."
"Um."
There was only one policeman left watching over Shao Hui, and everyone else had left.
At this time, outside the entire ward, there were Ms. Fu and his wife, as well as Ting Lan and Lao Ding.
Because the doctor said that the operation was successful and that there was basically no serious problem, Ms. Fu really relaxed and her face looked much better than when she came just now.
She sat next to Tinglan,
"Ting Lan, thank you very much this time." Ms. Fu also heard what Shao Hui had just introduced. She never expected that her son would do such a thing.
Shu Tinglan shook his head. In fact, she had done nothing and had even been the one dragging him down.
Ms. Fu continued: "Although I feel sorry for him, as a mother, I am really proud of him."