It must be exciting! It lasted quite a short time. When my father came out of the bathroom, although his steps were a little vain, his expression was relaxed and comfortable. Come to think of it, it is precisely because of the very different feelings before and after that my father before the operation will have a rare moment of absolute mental relaxation.

After that, the nurses did nothing but tell them not to eat anything. So, before going to bed, my father was either watching TV or chatting with us or other people in the hospital bed. On the surface, my father did not have obvious mental pressure. I don't know if it's pretended, but anyway, I feel that my father is still more optimistic and open-minded.

Due to my father's insistence, we were not accompanied by anyone in the hospital that night. Before ten o'clock, when we went back, my father was already lying down to rest.

Although I hadn't been able to sleep all night, I tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep because I was worried about my father's surgery. I felt like I had just closed my eyes when the alarm clock on my bedside phone went off. Quickly jumped up, first turned off the alarm clock, then quickly washed, ate something as fast as possible, and rushed to the hospital like a 100-meter sprint.

When I came to the hospital, my mother was already there. Because my sister's house is much closer to the hospital than mine, my mother slept at her house last night. I don't know if it's because of the habit of getting up early, or because I'm worried, but my mother rushed over early anyway.

I asked, and my mother said that my father had woken up early. Although my father appeared calm on the surface, I knew that as the time for the operation approached, my father's mood would inevitably become more and more nervous. At this moment, no words can relieve the pressure in my father's heart. Therefore, I did not say much. Just tune the TV to one father's favorite channel. I just wish my dad could be a distraction with his favorite TV show.

It didn't take long for my brother-in-law and cousin to arrive. This is somewhat similar to the exam room, and the moment you are close to the exam room is the most nervous time. The doctor said that he would enter the operating room at about eight o'clock. As a result, after seven o'clock, I could clearly perceive my father's mood swings. Even if you are told that the operation is 100% safe, after all, you have to go under the knife on yourself, so in the face of this situation, I think there are very few people in this world who can not be nervous at all and do not have a trace of emotional fluctuations.

After the brother-in-law and cousin came, there were no so-called words of comfort, just chatting with their father. They all wanted to distract my father from the upcoming surgery.

At around 7:30, the operating cart came. After a series of preparations, there were doctors and fathers, and about 10 minutes later, under the impetus of me, my brother-in-law and my cousin, the operating cart carrying my father began to slowly walk towards the operating room. Due to the limited space in the elevator, only one person was left to help push the cart, and everyone else transferred to other elevators to go downstairs.

The atmosphere at this time is solemn, because, as we all know, a major event that is closely related to us is about to happen. As for the outcome of the matter, now, no one knows. However, everyone is hoping for a good outcome.

My heart, sinking as the elevator descended. It wasn't until the seventh floor that I pushed my father's operating cart through the door of the operating room that my mood finally calmed down a little. On the heavy metal gate glowing with cold light, there are eight big characters written "Surgery is heavy, idlers do not enter". Of course, even the closest family members of patients like me were turned away. After the heavy door slowly closed, all I could do was sit outside and wait.

The phone calls pulled me out of my deep worry. It was the phone number of my sister, cousin and wife. My sister and wife came late because they had to send their children to school. My cousin came from the unit on purpose. Therefore, when they arrived at the hospital, they all estimated that their father had already entered the operating room. So, as soon as they arrived at the hospital, they called me first and asked where the operating room was.

Around eight o'clock, it is the busiest time of the Municipal People's Hospital, and the elevator at this time is basically overcrowded, and it is not easy to take the elevator to the seventh floor. Although the time for my sister, cousin and wife to go to the hospital is different, the difference is not very large, at most about ten minutes. Since my cousin chose to climb the stairs to the seventh floor, it was the latecomer who came to the door of the operating room first. My wife was nearly forty minutes later than my sister because she first went up to the twenty-first floor to get something, and then she had to go down to the first floor before she could transfer to the elevator to get to the seventh floor. But anyway, around nine o'clock, everyone who should have come has already arrived outside the door of the operating room.

The phone calls and the inquiries from my cousin, sister and wife who arrived later somewhat distracted me from a lot of nervousness. After everything was settled, I had free time to pay attention to my mother. My father was undoubtedly most concerned about my mother, so I could clearly perceive the nervousness of my mother, who sat by and said nothing.

It's hard to say about the surgery, and no one can say for sure. If there was any accident, I was worried that my mother, who was waiting at the scene, would be able to withstand such a big blow. Thinking of this, I quickly called my sister, brother-in-law, and wife aside. Bring out the worries in my heart. When they heard this, they also felt that it made a lot of sense. After much deliberation, I finally came up with a justified and unsuspecting excuse.

"Mom, I guess it's okay now, you might as well go back to your sister's house first." I was the first to speak.

"I'm not worried, let's wait here a little longer."

The worry in our mother's words was palpable, and it strengthened our inner thoughts.

"The doctor said that the operation will take a long time, and it will definitely not be over in the morning." I kept trying.

"Then I'll wait until the afternoon!" Mother said firmly.

"Actually, if you wait outside, you won't solve any problems. It's better to go back and rest first, so that when my father comes out from surgery, I can have better energy to take care of him. "My mother's insistence was a bit unexpected to me, but I had absolutely no intention of giving up persuasion.

It can be seen that the mother seems to be a little moved, but she has not completely given up her intention to wait here.

Seeing this, the brother-in-law had to say something to help: "The point is, there are also your nephews and nephews here!" We don't care, but let's let them go hungry with us here. I figured somebody had to go back and make lunch. ”