Xiao Aiyu stood still in front of the door of the operating room, and as the minutes and seconds passed, she almost wanted to see through, but the door was still closed, and the red words in the operation seemed to reveal a bit of ominous breath.

"Miss, you can rest first, sit down for a while, the master will come out in a while, and it will be fine." The housekeeper was persuading on the side, and he was also anxious.

Xiao Aiyu shook her head again and again: "My father hasn't come out yet, how can I come down with peace of mind." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the operating room opened, and Xiao Lao was pushed out, his head was tightly wrapped in bandages, and he could barely see his appearance, his lips were bruised, his breathing was very weak, and the rise and fall of his chest was almost imperceptible.

Xiao Aiyu cried and rushed to Xiao Lao, and the tears fell like beads with broken threads, almost wetting the gauze on Xiao Lao's head.

Bo Jingyu came out with a tired face, took off the mask that was already soaked in sweat, and said lightly: "The operation went well, but we have to wait for Xiao Lao to wake up to determine what kind of appearance I can recover from after the operation." ”

Xiao Aiyu temporarily stopped crying when she heard this, wiped the tears on her face, and said slowly: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The operation takes eight hours, and the whole process requires concentrated operation, not to mention the operation, which ordinary people can't withstand for eight hours alone.

"Where the responsibility lies, accompany Xiao Lao well." Bo Jingyu dropped such a sentence and went back to his office as if he was out of strength, as soon as the door closed, he sat down on the chair, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, the continuous high-speed operation made his mind blank, and slowly picked up the mobile phone, the missed call on it flashed Xin Manqing's name.

A smile bloomed at the corner of Bo Jingyu's lips and dialed the phone back, but a gentle voice sounded in his ears in a moment.

"What were you up to?" Xin Manqing's voice was full of smiles and thoughts, and it was gentle like a spring breeze in April.

Bo Jingyu's exhaustion dissipated, and he replied slowly: "During the operation, eight hours was very hard. The low cello voice was tinged with complaints and praise.

Xin Manqing laughed out loud over the phone and quipped: "Okay, you have worked hard, you are so good that you have saved another life and saved another family." What she said was fake, but Bo Jingyu just ate her.

"Guess who my patient is this time?" Bo Jingyu was a little lazy in his words, and he couldn't wait to share his life with Xin Manqing.

Xin Manqing smiled and cooperated: "Who is it?" Do I know each other? After speaking, he was a little worried: "Eight hours is a major operation, is it very sick?" ”

"Major surgery, it is indeed serious, it is Xiao Lao who operated." Bo Jingyu talked about the process in detail, and talked about how thrilling the operation was.

Xin Manqing listened patiently one by one, discussed the specific process of the operation with him from time to time, was secretly surprised, and then couldn't help asking: "When did you study the brain so deeply?" I didn't even know it. ”

Bo Jingyu choked suddenly, and it took a while to find his voice, and he said helplessly: "I'm also a coincidence, it's just a coincidence." He rubbed his nose as he spoke, and Xin Manqing could almost imagine what he was like at this time.

Xin Man said clearly: "You entered the research for your uncle, I already know it." ”

Bo Jingyu was silent, he didn't know how to explain that he asked Xin Manqing to take Ji Yuan to Connecticut for treatment. Once Xin Manqing knew his true intentions, he would definitely not take refuge in Connecticut.

Without waiting for Bo Jingyu to come up with a good reason, Xin Manqing said thoughtfully: "I know, if the doctor doesn't treat himself, you are just too stressed." ”

Bo Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "Yes, the medical technology in Connecticut is much more advanced than Haicheng, don't worry, my uncle will definitely be fine." As he spoke, he looked at the group photo of a family of three on the desk, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

"You have a good rest, let's talk later." Xin Manqing was considerate of him who had just undergone surgery, and his voice was soft.

Bo Jingyu took advantage of her not hanging up the phone and immediately said, "I'll go to Connecticut next week to see you and accompany my uncle for surgery." ”

"Okay, but can you get rid of Xiao Lao's illness?" Xin Manqing was a little worried, but he still hoped that Bo Jingyu could be by his side.

"I will hand over the postoperative recovery to Director Ji of the Brain Department, and I will definitely be able to rush over." Bo Jing said comfortingly.

The two hung up the phone, Bo Jingyu's tense heart eased slightly, and only then did he sit down for a while, and the little nurse downstairs hurriedly came up and gasped anxiously: "Oh no, Xiao Lao is critically ill and has cardiac arrest!" ”

Bo Jingyu's face immediately changed, and he hurriedly ran out, the emergency doctor was doing cardiac resuscitation, Xiao Lao's face was pale, and the wound in his brain was also oozing blood, he took over the resuscitation device operation, and the heartbeat diagram that was originally a straight line beat again, and Xiao Lao's face gradually recovered.

"Alright." The nurse watched from the sidelines, breathing a sigh of relief.

Bo Jingyu put down the instrument, approached to check Xiao Lao's condition, and saw that his various indicators had stabilized, so he was slightly relieved, and turned his head to ask the doctor who was guarding the side: "What's the matter?" "It's not normal for him to have problems just after he's gone for a while.

Seeing that the inside was calm, Xiao Aiyu's heart beat violently, pushed the door and broke in, took Bo Jingyu's hand and said worriedly: "How is my father?" Wasn't the surgery very successful, how could it be? ”

Bo Jingyu pursed her lips, her handsome brows frowned slightly, and she thought for a while: "Are you hiding something?" Normally, it is not possible for a patient to have this condition after surgery. "Unless the patient has some kind of congenital hidden disease, the cardiac arrest will be triggered by the surgery.

Xiao Aiyu lowered her eyes and was silent, embarrassed and afraid to look at Bo Jingyu.

Bo Jing understood and said slowly: "It's all this time, aren't you still telling the truth?" It's about your father's life, think about it. ”

Xiao Aiyu stood in front of Bo Jingyu, hesitated again and again, and finally said: "My father's heart valve was congenitally stenosis, but there has never been any problem, for Xiao's business and the stability of the stock, he has not made a noise, nor has he taken treatment, I didn't expect it to be ...... this time."

Bo Jingyu waved her hand, signaling her not to say any more, with a little annoyance and impatience on her face, and said coldly: "Fortunately, this rescue is timely, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life if something really happens to Xiao Lao." ”

Xiao Aiyu was silent, but her head hung lower, her face was pale, there was no blood, and she lowered her voice and said, "My father told me to keep the secret, I didn't mean to hide it from you." ”

Xiao Lao's body is not as good as a year after year, for the sake of Xiao's stability, he passed the position to Xiao Aiyu early, in order to be afraid that his illness will affect the development of the group.

Bo Jingyu turned to leave, his cold eyes made Xiao Aiyu's heart sink lower and lower.