Xiao Yao and He Bixiang had a long conversation, which made Xiao Yao's understanding of He Bixiang more thorough. Xiao Yao was worried that she would have surgery tomorrow and would not be able to stay up late for a long time, and she would be too tired physically and mentally, so she urged He Bixiang to go back to sleep.

Xiao Yao sat on the edge of the hospital bed, watching Jing'er and the two of them fall asleep. He also lay on the side of the bed, put his head on the bed, and just like that, he fell asleep in a daze.

The early morning of the hospital is very busy, and the doctors and nurses in white coats are going back and forth, constantly taking the body temperature, measuring blood pressure, asking about the situation, and checking the medicine for every hospitalized patient.

The old doctor with reading glasses came over. He asked the nurse who was taking care of He Bixiang, learned about He Bixiang's situation, and asked Xiao Yao to take He Bixiang with him outside the operating room.

Jing'er followed Xiao Yao's side a little nervously and didn't say a word. The old gentleman took them to the door of the operating room, and after the old gentleman went in for a while, he called He Bixiang and walked into the operating room.

If someone asks at this moment: what kind of time is the hardest time in the world? Xiao Yao will definitely say that is the time to wait for surgery. Fortunately, Xiao Yao didn't wait long, and Xiaoya and Xiaoai also came. This made Xiao Yao's anxious heart feel a little comforted.

The operation lasted for more than three hours, and at ten o'clock, He Bixiang was lying on a cart and was pushed out by several nurses, her face was pale, and the white sheets covered her whole body from the neck down, including her right arm. She had a needle in her left arm. The clear and transparent liquid was flowing into He Bixiang's body with the hose, drop by drop.

"Young man, now you can rest assured, your sister's arm is completely reunited, as long as it grows strong in a few months, there will not be too many sequelae. Stay hospitalized for two more days to reduce inflammation, stop pain, and have nothing else to do, so go home and raise it with peace of mind. ”

"Young man, your sister is really lucky, our old director, but she hasn't operated on her in person for a few years. Your sister's operation, from beginning to end, was done by the old director. It's hard to think about imperfection."

"Thank you, sir, on behalf of my sister and the whole family. “

Xiao Yao was so moved, he said words of thanks indiscriminately, and amused He Bixiang, who was lying on the cart, and his pale pretty face was also flushed.

Xiao Yao sent the old gentleman away with great gratitude, took the cart pushed by the nurse, and pushed He Bixiang into the ward. He Bixiang was sometimes awake and sometimes dazed and comatose due to the anesthetic, he asked Xiaoya and Xiaoai to take care of Sister He, and went out with Jing'er by himself.

Xiao Yao came outside, secretly annoyed with himself, he didn't expect to stew a chicken soup for He Bixiang last night, he came out in a hurry now, just to find a restaurant, stew chicken soup for Sister He, and wait for her to wake up and give her to eat.

It was almost noon, Xiao Yaoti slipped a crockpot and entered the ward. He Bixiang had already woken up, and the pain after the anesthetic had failed made her frown, but she gritted her teeth, stoiced, and didn't emit a single *.

"Sister, I'm hungry, it's all my fault for not doing things well, I didn't expect to stew a chicken soup for you last night, and now I can't go in time, the old chicken hasn't been stewed yet, the store is in the old chicken soup, add pork ribs, now the ribs are good, I will eat some pork rib soup at noon, and in the evening, the old chicken soup can be eaten." ”

After Xiao Yao finished speaking, he picked up the small bowl on the small cabinet and served He Bixiang a bowl of pork rib soup, and Xiaoya took it bravely and fed it to Sister He.

"His sister, you are so happy, you look at your younger brothers and sisters, how good they are to you, it seems that you are usually at home, and you take good care of these younger brothers and sisters. Look at them all care so much about you. ”

He Bixiang's heart was already deeply moved, and as soon as the aunt next to the bed said it, tears couldn't stop pouring down. None of the younger siblings here are their own family members, and the family members don't even know that they are suffering. If her family knew that they were treating her arm, they would not have scolded themselves to death, saying that they had come to waste money again.

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't hold back her tears, and in the end she choked up and couldn't swallow it. Although Xiao Ai kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, she couldn't wipe them dry. looked at Xiao Yao anxiously and asked Xiao Yao to hurry up and comfort her.

"Sister, what's the matter, wait until the injury heals, if you cry like this, it will not be good for the recovery of the arm, if you cry again, you will definitely bring the three of them to cry too." ”

"Sister He, don't cry, I'm really going to be led to cry by you. ”

Jing'er wasn't joking, her eyes were already red and watery, and her tears barely fell.

He Bixiang hurriedly forcibly held back her grief, she didn't want to really cry Xiao Yao's heart because of herself.

"Jing'er, it's my sister who is not good, my sister doesn't cry, don't cry either, my sister has a few of you, I'm already very satisfied, in the future, I won't cry anymore." ”

The warm and touching picture was frozen, after eating a bowl of pork rib soup, He Bixiang felt a lot less pain, she urged Xiao Yao to take her sister to eat.

Xiao Yao wanted to wait for the water in the medicine bottle to drip before leaving, but Sister He said that she was very awake now and could watch by herself, and the aunt in the next bed also said that she would help take care of it, so Xiao Yao took Jing'er and them out to eat.

After lunch, Xiao Yao promised Jing'er last night that he would take them to the park to play today, under the current circumstances, Xiao Yao couldn't do it for the time being, he asked Xiaoya and Xiaoai to take Jing'er to play together, but they didn't want to go, Xiao Yao had to decide to go another day.

One morning three days later, the sun was shining, and at the gate of the park in the provincial capital, Xiao Yao and Jing'er arrived together. He Bixiang's right hand, with a splint suspender, looked like a wounded person who had just come down from the battlefield, but her interest was very high. Her face was full of laughter.

"Brother Xiao, I've never been to the park to play, this gate is so beautiful. ”

As soon as Jing'er said, several other girls also echoed her, including He Bixiang, who had never been to the park to play, although she had been working in the provincial capital for several years, she had never been to the park once.

Since it is a holiday, there are many people who come to the park every day, Xiao Yao bought a park ticket, and everyone joined hands and entered the gate.

"Isn't this Xiang'er? Why did you come here to be chic? It seems that you are crippled, but your life is better?"

When Xiao Yao and the others came to the lotus pond and watched the lotus flowers together, a discordant voice reached Xiao Yao's ears.

Xiao Yao tilted his head and looked over, only to see a man with a girl behind him, standing beside He Bixiang, laughing at her in a weird way. Xiao Yao didn't step forward immediately, he wanted to know, who was this? Dare to say that Sister He like this, so he didn't say a word and waited for the change.

When He Bixiang heard this voice, her heart throbbed inexplicably, pain and sadness hit instantly, she didn't want to deal with this person, she didn't even want to talk to him, she turned around and wanted to leave.