Wu Xiaojun was frightened, and screamed, "Mom, it's completely over," and sat up suddenly, his heart was pounding, and he rubbed his eyes with both hands, and looked at the wall clock on the wall in a daze, it was three o'clock in the morning. He stood up slowly and weakly, stretched his waist, took a few breaths in a row, and felt more energetic, seeing Liu Xiaoxia sitting on a small stool and crawling beside Shao Yingying's bed and dozing off constantly, he thought to himself, why did he sleep for so long this night, but he forgot about her, quietly walked behind her, and patted her gently, "Xiaoxia, I'm sorry, I slept too deep and too long, let you hold on for so long, you hurry up and lie down and sleep for a while, I'll come to see her." ”

Liu Xiaoxia was sleepy-eyed, looked up at Wu Xiaojun weakly, yawned a few times, and said, "You woke up, I saw that you slept very sweetly, I couldn't bear to wake you up, I was so sleepy, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to sleep." As he spoke, he got up and tilted himself into the wire bed, and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, there was a deathly silence in the hospital room, the silence was terrifying, and the only silence was the sound of each other's breathing. Wu Xiaojun couldn't stand the silence of the night, and when he was lonely, he felt the power of loneliness more and more. He sat quietly beside Shao Yingying's bed, silently waiting, Shao Yingying, who was lying weakly and quietly on the white patient's bed with his hands on his cheeks and his eyes, the full bottle of liquid flowed into her body quietly drop by drop, her black hair was scattered on the pillow, her eyes were tightly closed, there was no expression on her face, her gentle and quiet face in the past became so flushed, like a tempting big apple, her breathing was so rapid and powerful, and she was still suffering the pain and torment caused by the high fever.

Wu Xiaojun's heart was complicated, and he slowly felt a little frightened and uneasy, and his heart was suddenly full of regret and sourness. He thought a lot about it back and forth, and a series of things that happened around him were always connected with Shao Yingying, which was really messy. I don't know what's going on, I always have a heart in my heart, I can't let go of the girl in front of me, and sometimes I have reminded myself many times, but reminding me once invisibly deepens the impression of a terrible danger, and I have a feeling of being unable to extricate myself.

It has been said that there is no real friendship and friendship between men and women, only enemies and love. Whether it is a coincidence or a natural occurrence, the charming figures of Qin Meixiang, Shao Yingying, and Luo Xiao, three beautiful and talented women, have always surrounded Wu Xiaojun and kept appearing in turns. Whether it is a beautiful legend or a bad fate in this life, whether they will bring them dreams or endless sorrows and troubles, Wu Xiaojun is puzzled and unpredictable.

In the long dark night, Wu Xiaojun was alone, curled up, silently waiting by Shao Yingying's sickbed, accompanied by the regular ticking of the clock, boredly waiting for the dawn to come.

Before dawn the next day, Wu Xiaojun left the ward, faced the cold wind of early winter, and rushed to Shao Yingying's house in Xinning to pick up people in a restless manner. At noon, Wu Xiaojun took her mother Chen Jie and brother Shao Zili to the hospital.

Wu Xiaojun saw Luo Xiaozheng sitting next to Shao Yingying's bed with a nervous expression, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Xiao, when did you come over, quite fast?" ”

Luo Xiao said softly, "I received an urgent telegram from you to me early this morning, so I immediately set off to rush here, and I just arrived not long ago, and you came before I had time to see the doctor." Liu Yunhui said just now that the doctor made a round in the morning and said that Yingzi's appendix had obvious necrosis and that the operation must be performed as much as possible. Wu Xiaojun's face was dark and he nodded.

As soon as Shao Yingying's mother Chen Jie entered the ward, she looked at her daughter who was lying on the bed and was twitching, she cried bitterly, and held Shao Yingying's face with both hands, "Yingzi, what's wrong with you, why did you suddenly get sick, so that my mother was worried about death." ”

Luo Xiao hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Chen Jie with both hands, and kept persuading, "Mom, don't cry, don't be too sad and excited, Yingzi has so many friends taking care of her, she will be fine." It took a long time for Chen Jie to stop crying, "Xiaoxiao, let's hurry up and see the doctor to see what he says, can he not have surgery." ”

Wu Xiaojun led the way in front, Chen Jie, Luo Xiao and Shao Zili came to the doctor's office, the attending doctor Zhu Pengcheng was anxiously waiting for their arrival, Wu Xiaojun made a brief introduction, Chen Jie grabbed Dr. Zhu's hand, old tears, and begged bitterly, "Doctor, please, you must treat Yingzi well." ”

Dr. Zhu said, "Old sister-in-law, don't do this, I will." It's just that now the child's illness is more serious and he has to have surgery, so you need to hurry up and sign the "Surgical Consent Form". ”

Chen Jie took the "Surgical Consent Form" and looked at it carefully, and said with a shocked face, "Doctor, is it really not possible to do surgery, there is no other way, will there be any sequelae?" ”

"Old sister-in-law, please rest assured, surgery is the best treatment for this disease, and there are generally no sequelae. Besides, if conservative treatment can control the inflammation, we will not consider surgery. In desperation, Chen Jie tearfully signed the "Surgical Consent Form".

When she saw Shao Yingying being pushed into the operating room strongly, Chen Jie cried with grief and sorrow, which made people feel worried. Wu Xiaojun's heart suddenly tightened, the whole person panicked, his mind was full of her figure, her smile and her rich voice, suddenly like a frosted eggplant lost its spirit and strength, and fell to the corner outside the operating room, covering his eyes with his hands, a dignified seven-foot man, he could no longer suppress his feelings, and tears burst out of his eyes endlessly.

Luo Xiao, who was standing on the side, looked at Wu Xiaojun's worried appearance, his nose was sore, he hurriedly bent down and squatted down, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the tears on Wu Xiaojun's face, and comforted Wen Yan, "Xiaojun, don't be afraid, don't worry, Yingzi will definitely come back safely and smoothly to meet everyone." ”

Wu Xiaojun choked up and said, "Sister Xiao, when I saw the scene just now, I remembered the scene when my father entered the operating room last year, and I felt very sad, and I really couldn't control myself. ”

Luo Xiao said excitedly, "Xiaojun, my sister knows that you are very good, caring, and very righteous, and my sister is very supportive of you and optimistic about you, and you will definitely be a good doctor who is respected and loved by patients in the future." Liu Yunhui told me the situation briefly just now, Yingzi suddenly got sick, you desperately sent Yingzi to the hospital, you couldn't sleep and eat well after running around, which caused you a lot of trouble, you really paid a lot for Yingzi, and it was the greatest blessing in her life that she could meet a friend like you. I feel very sad in my heart, our whole family is very grateful to you, and I always feel that we owe you too much, and I don't know how to repay you in the future. ”