Quietly and gratefully looking at the nurse, she was about to ask who would perform the operation, but the nurse seemed to have guessed her thoughts, and her eyebrows bent and said, "Doctor An, don't worry." Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Director Ji is already waiting in the operating room. ”

All the way to the operating room, he quietly bent down and whispered in Ning Zhiyuan's ear: "You go in first, I'll come after changing my clothes." Ning Zhiyuan just moved the corners of his mouth, and did not make a sound. Jing Jing quickly changed into a surgical gown, and when he was washing his hands, Ji Tianze came over, looked at Jing Jing and frowned: "Jing Jing, I have already arranged for other doctors to assist, or you just wait outside." ”

was stunned for a moment before she reacted, Ji Tianze was afraid that her emotional instability would affect the effect of the operation. She bit her lip and said firmly, "Director Ji, please rest assured, I will control my emotions." I just want to be there for him and be the first to know about him. Ji Tianze sighed and nodded: "It's okay, if you don't let you in, you won't be at ease." Remember, although you are a doctor yourself, you are just a bystander when you enter the operating room one moment. ”

Ning Zhiyuan's injury was under the left shoulder blade, although he wore more clothes in winter, but because Qi Fang stabbed the knife into it almost vertically, and the scalpel was sharper than ordinary knives, the wound still looked very shocking. Fortunately, there was no injury to the organs, and with Ji Tianze, the chief surgeon, the operation went very smoothly.

At the end of the operation, it was already four o'clock in the morning, and Ning Zhiyuan was still asleep because of the effect of the anesthetic. When Ning Zhiyuan was about to be pushed out of the operating room, Jing Jing bowed deeply to Ji Tianze, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Thank you, Director Ji." Ji Tianze took off his mask, a relieved smile appeared on his tired face, and he patted his quiet shoulder gently: "I don't know if it's God's favor, or if Qi Fang showed mercy to his subordinates and didn't hurt his organs, this is a great luck in misfortune." Take good care of him, and there is no need to say words of gratitude. ”

Quietly changed clothes and came to the ward, Song Ming and the others left after learning that Ning Zhiyuan's operation was successful because they had to deal with the follow-up of the case, and only Chen Feng was still in front of Ning Zhiyuan's bed. Quiet asked Chen Feng to hurry back to rest, and while speaking, Chen Feng saw that there were still dried blood stains on Quiet's neck, and hurriedly pointed to her neck and said, "Why don't you deal with your injuries?" Quiet touched her neck, it was Qi Fang who was cut by a scalpel when she retreated to the edge of the roof with her. I had been in a high level of mental tension before, and I didn't care, but when Chen Feng said this, he felt a tingling pain in hindsight. She went to the nurse's station to treat the wound briefly, put a piece of tape on it, and hurried back to the ward.

Chen Feng saw that there was no big problem with quietness, although he was not at ease with Ning Zhiyuan, but considering that Quiet himself was a surgeon, and at this time, the two of them definitely wanted to be alone together, and they didn't want to be disturbed by outsiders, so they didn't say anything more and left the ward.

Because the wound was on his back, Ning Zhiyuan could only lie prone on the hospital bed. Sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at his pale side face, I remembered what Qi Fang said before jumping downstairs, "Since you really love each other, then cherish it!" "The nose can't help but sour, since he met this man, he has been caring and taking care of himself all the time, and she has not dared to admit that she likes this man because of psychological barriers.

Quietly sniffed, restrained his emotions, bent down and leaned his head against Ning Zhiyuan's pillow, listening to Ning Zhiyuan's rhythmic breathing above his head, and whispered softly as if talking to himself: "Zhiyuan, I know that I was wrong before, and I shouldn't avoid feelings for you." In fact, I have known that I like you, but I have never dared to respond to you, always afraid that it will be painful to lose it after having it. After this incident, I realized that it would be more painful to lose it if I didn't have it. ”

Ning Zhiyuan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and in confusion, he heard Quiet saying again: "You get better quickly, didn't you say that I will accompany you home during the Spring Festival?" If your injuries don't heal, how can we go back to see your family together......"

The quiet words came into Ning Zhiyuan's ears like a heavenly sound, and the corners of his lips, which were not bloody, slowly rose. He used all his strength to endure the pain and put his hand on Quiet's face, his fingers just touched Quiet's cheek, Quiet, who had closed his eyes, was startled by this sudden touch, sat up, and looked at Ning Zhiyuan, who was half-squinting, in surprise: "Are you awake?" Does it still hurt? ”

Ning Zhiyuan squirmed his lips with difficulty, but he didn't make a sound because of the dryness of his throat, and Jing Jing hurriedly took a cotton swab and dipped it in water and applied it to his lips: "You just woke up now, you can't move, don't be in a hurry to talk first." Ning Zhiyuan stared at Quiet with burning eyes, and saw that Quiet had a tape on his neck, and his eyes were instantly full of distress and self-blame. Seeing that he had been staring at his neck, Jing Jing realized that he had seen his injury, so he quickly pulled up his collar, stood up and said, "The effect of the anesthetic has not passed, you can sleep for a while." ”

"Quiet, don't go!" Ning Zhiyuan's faint and hoarse voice came, beating on the quiet heart. She sat back on the edge of the bed and held Ning Zhiyuan's hand in the palm of her hand: "I won't leave, I will always accompany you." Ning Zhiyuan's furrowed brows gradually relaxed: "I had a dream just now, in which you confessed to me, saying that you like me and want to be with me." When he heard this, his face blushed, and he hurriedly clarified: "Whoever confessed to you, I just agreed to accept you." ”

Ning Zhiyuan was amused by his quiet and shy appearance, but he smiled but touched the wound on his back, frowned, and asked quietly and nervously: "What's wrong, the wound hurts?" "It doesn't hurt, it's just so happy." Ning Zhiyuan hooked the corners of his mouth, "It seems that I'm not dreaming." Remember, you promised to go home with me for the Spring Festival, and you are not allowed to go back. "Oh, you've woken up a long time ago!" Quietly pouted, and said dissatisfiedly, "If you wake up and don't tell me, you eavesdrop on people there, so I have been worried about you." ”

"I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I thought I was dreaming, and I didn't want to wake up from the dream, so I just listened to what you said." Ning Zhiyuan squeezed his quiet hand, "Fortunately, this is not a dream." Tranquility stroked Ning Zhiyuan's face: "Don't say too much, you need to rest now, sleep for a while." Ning Zhiyuan glanced at the bed behind Quiet: "You also go to rest, I didn't sleep all night, I was frightened again last night, and my body couldn't bear it." Jing Jing helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and said softly: "I'm not sleepy, when you fall asleep, I'll go to rest." ”

(To be continued.) )