"Whoa......

The sound of tires rolling on the ground sounded in the emergency room, and the operation was finally done, whether it was life or death, Zhao Xiuying was pushed out lying on the hospital bed.

Xiao Yuanchao clutched his chest, sweat dripping down his cheeks. There was fear and hope in his eyes, lest he see a blinding white cloth covering the entire hospital bed.

"Whew...... "Xiao Yuanchao was wheezing violently, and in the sound ......of wheezing, he began to feel dizzy.

It was the feeling of the heart being overloaded, constantly compressing, pumping blood quickly to his brain. Xiao Yuanchao has never been so nervous, even if he was facing life and death before, he had never been so nervous.

Du Baobao came over at some point, stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xiao Yuanchao's sweaty right hand tightly, and stood side by side with him.

"Smack!"

The sound of the tires rolling on the hospital bed is getting clearer and clearer, and it is close to the ears, about to open the door in front of you. [[――Novel-]

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At the moment of opening the door, Xiao Yuanchao squeezed Du Baobao's hand fiercely to relieve the tension beyond measure.

"Smack!"

The door to the emergency room was pushed open from the inside, and a doctor was the first to step out.

"Let one go, let one go." The doctor made a tired voice and asked Xiao Yuanchao, who was standing at the door, to get out of the way with Du Baobao.

Xiao Yuanchao immediately pulled Du Baobao out of the way, with a relieved expression on his face. He didn't see the dazzling white cloth on the hospital bed, but a hanging bottle and his mother with oxygen hanging from it.

Enough, that's enough......

In an instant, Xiao Yuanchao felt that his body was hollowed out, and a strong feeling of weakness came. If it weren't for the baby to support him with his body, he might have fallen to the ground.

Xiao Yuanchao burst into tears, sniffing hard, staring at his mother, who had just undergone surgery and was wearing oxygen. He didn't know how to express his feelings at this time, only that he had experienced torture from hell to earth.

The mother was rescued, rescued...... Crying, it was Xiao Yuanchao's tears of joy. He doesn't care about anything else, as long as his mother is alive!

"Doctor, how's my wife doing?" Xiao Hongjun rushed up.

"Whew!"

Xiao Yuanchao turned his head sharply and stared at Xiao Hongjun. His eyes were full of disgusted indifference, which made Xiao Hongjun, who came into contact with him, tremble fiercely and stood in place.

He did not dare to step forward again because he was afraid of his son's gaze. That kind of indifferent and disgusted gaze was like a knife poking at his heart, and it hurt his heart. But he could only bear it, because he felt guilty.

The father-son relationship can sometimes be reversed, but it may not be immutable.

Zhao Xiuying lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face was sallow and sallow, and her eyes were tightly closed. Her two sideburns have already grown gray hair, revealing a touch of old age that is difficult to hide with time.

"Doctor, how's my mom doing?" Xiao Yuanchao withdrew his gaze from his mother's face and asked the attending doctor.

"Hehe," the doctor said with a tired smile as he took off his mask, "very successful, very successful!" The patient's vitality is quite tenacious, and this is the most successful surgery I have ever had! Rest assured, there are no problems! In front of Sun Ju, I won't say those ambiguous words, hehehe......"

After saying this, the doctor smiled at Sun Honglie and said, "Sun Ju, fortunately, I don't disgrace my life, hehehe......"

"Director Huang, hard work, hard work! Thank you! Thank you! Sun Honglie showed a look of great gratitude and thanked him repeatedly.

No hospital, no doctor, after an operation, will say a word of affirmation to the patient's family. Because if you say yes, you need to be responsible, but this attending physician is sure that it was successful and there is no problem. This is enough to show how much Sun Honglie has done and how much he cares about his sister-in-law.

"Hehe, there is no need to say thank you, now the patient needs to rest. You can catch your breath too, and expect to wake up in a day's time. The doctor smiled and said, "I have to catch my breath too, hehehe......"

There was a relieved look on everyone's faces, and they were reassured that the operation had been successful and that Zhao Xiuying was fine.

Zhao Xiuying was pushed to the intensive care ward, and Xiao Yuanchao followed closely. Xiao Hongjun, whose eyes were red, also followed, but he kept a distance of about five meters from his son.

"Xiao Yuanchao and I owe you a favor." Du Baobao said to the attending doctor.

"Hehe, what's unkind?" The doctor waved his hand and smiled: "Saving lives and helping the wounded is originally our profession as doctors, just like soldiers fighting wars, it is a vocation." Not to mention the relationship between Sun Ju, just because the patient's four sons are martyrs, I have to risk a qiē to snatch my life back, hehehe......"

The doctor waved his hand, his smile full of pride in his profession. He knew very well what kind of person he was to save the life he had saved from the hands of death, and for that kind of person, he would do his best, and he would do his best.

Because of respect, because of admiration.

"Director Huang, you've made a lot of money!" Sun Honglie smiled and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

"Yes, that's right, I'm making a lot of money, why do you have to treat me to a good meal, don't you?"

"Hahaha...... No problem, I still have 76 years of Moutai, hahahaha......"

“……”

It was late at night, and Sun Honglie told Xiao Yuanchao to go back after some time. His work is now busier than in the army before, so naturally he can't keep it all the time.

Xiao Yuanchao and Du Baobao stayed in front of Zhao Xiuying's hospital bed, while Xiao Hongjun sat in the corridor outside the ward.

He was not qualified to enter the ward, or when he faced his son, he was simply self-conscious. Although his wife's life was saved, his actions could not be forgiven by his son.

In the corridor, Xiao Hongjun pinched the wine jug and whispered to the empty corridor in front of him: "The third child, the fifth child has really grown up now, did you see it just now?" You can lift me up in one hand, and none of you brothers can do it. Third, why did I only see you today, your eldest brother and second brother? What about the little four? ……”

Xiao Hongjun chattered, and his eyes seemed to be looking not at air, but at a living person.

"Third child, Dad's wine really can't be drunk anymore, if I drink it again, Xiao Wu will have to beat me to death, hehehe......" Xiao Hongjun couldn't put it down and stroked the wine jug in his hand, and continued to the air: "A few of you, Xiao Wu is the most like me!" Yes, Xiao Wu can't drink it, so Dad won't drink it, hehe. It's a pity that you're all dead, and if you weren't dead, Dad wouldn't have drunk! Hey, when did Little Four come? Go see your little brother, grow up! I'm also back with a daughter-in-law......"

Xiao Hongjun kept chattering, as if he was a nervous disorder. In fact, his nerves have long been problematic, and when he killed four sons in a row, Xiao Hongjun, who was a tough man, disappeared......