Chapter Twenty-Three: Promise by Body
Looking at Mo Xiaobei, who suddenly got up and ran in the direction of the toilet, Ye Muyang's heart jumped and followed closely.
In the end, he stood at the door of the bathroom and braked the car, although it was night at the moment, but it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no one inside. He stood anxiously at the door of the toilet and walked back and forth restlessly.
Running to the nearest toilet, Mo Xiaobei barely vomited out his intestines. Tears crackled and fell, and she held the edge of the toilet with her hand tightly, and the pain in her stomach made the green tendons on her arms burst. The whole body was soft, as if he had lost his strength.
After a wave of retching, she sat limply on the floor gasping for air, but within two minutes, her stomach was churning again.
"Gross-"
I couldn't vomit anything, and even the bitter water with sour water was coated into the stomach of the toilet.
Outside the door, Ye Muyang asked worriedly: "The baby is okay, right?" ”
With a soft hum, she stood up, pressed the button, and saw the filth rolling towards the hole, she stood up, her feet floating.
Her face is printed upside down in the mirror, no one is a ghost, no ghost is not a ghost. The eyes are scary to be red. I slapped a handful of water on my face, and the cold water dripped down my neck and into my chest, and my consciousness became clearer and clearer.
She knew that at this time, she could never fall. smiled weakly at himself in the mirror, under the orange light, it didn't look soft, but it felt terrifying. Her steps grew a little flustered.
The sound of high heels was getting closer and closer, and Ye Muyang hurriedly caught up, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.
"What's wrong?" It didn't take long to see us. Why did she lose weight so quickly?
"It's fine." She smiled nonchalantly, "Maybe I'm too worried about my sister." ”
"Don't worry, the doctor said, the surgery is 70 percent certain." Hearing her explanation, his brows loosened and his tone softened.
"Really?" Mo Xiaobei seemed to have vitality all of a sudden, and his eyes were shining. Soft can drown.
Ye Muyang nodded and said to Mo Xiaobei: "I'll help you go and take a rest, you won't be able to bear it if you go on like this." ”
"How can that? It's okay, I'm used to it. Hearing that exciting good news, Mo Xiaobei only felt as if he had taken Hercules Pills, and he was full of strength.
Seeing her resolute attitude, Ye Muyang had no choice but to bend her fingers to flick her head, and scolded with a doting smile: "A treasure." ”
The two sat in the corridor of the hospital, neither of them spoke, but just snuggled up to each other and breathed each other's breath, and sat until dawn.
The green and faint words "during surgery" were finally extinguished after a night of fighting, and the white door was pushed open, and a smell of blood filled the air. Mo Xiaobei's back froze suddenly.
Ye Muyang naturally noticed the change in the little woman beside him, so he had to pat her on the shoulder softly and said, "It's okay, there's nothing to do." ”
It's really fine.
The man with bloodshot eyes and obvious overfatigue had just left the operating room with a report in his hand, when he saw Ye Muyang staring at him with burning eyes, his sword eyebrows frowning, and he was domineering.
The doctor's eyes widened almost subconsciously, took off his mask and ran to Ye Muyang and said, "Ye Shao." ”
"Hmm." Ye Muyang nodded, looked at the stunned woman beside him, took her into his arms, hugged her body tightly and began to tremble again, and asked, "How is the situation?" After asking this sentence, he immediately couldn't help but gasp lightly. Mo Xiaobei grabbed the back of his hand, and a little blood oozed from his fingertips.
"It went very well." The doctor was proud, "Just wait for the anesthetic to pass before you can transfer to the general ward." ”
"Thank you." Mo Xiaobei let go of Ye Muyang's hand and grabbed the doctor's instead, tears in his eyes, "Xie Lu Xie." ”
"Hee-hee, don't thank me. I want to thank you, thank you Ye Shao. The doctor grabbed Mo Xiaobei's hand and put it on Ye Muyang. Just kidding, he didn't see Ye Muyang's terrifying appearance that was about to cut off his claws.
Full of thanks piled up in her stomach and Ye Muyang's big eyes stared at her, her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were sparkling and cute, Ye Muyang was in a good mood, and she hooked Mo Xiaobei's chin and took a bite on her face.
"Hmm...... If you want to say thank you, it's probably too cheesy, or else, how about making a promise? He passed Mo Xiaobei, it was just a joke, but he didn't expect Mo Xiaobei to take it seriously, nodded solemnly and said, "Okay." ”
“……”
The doctor walked away with a sense of humor.
He had just taken two steps before he was stopped.
"Doctor, may I see my sister now?"
The doctor laughed: "Of course. ”