Morning.

I curled up in front of the operating room.

Restlessly staring at the glaring words "During Surgery" above the operating room.

My parents are both only children, and in this world, now my only relatives are my mother, and I can't even lose this relative, absolutely not.

I hope it will die soon and my mother will come out unharmed.

And the fear suddenly went out, and it would break me.

In the middle of his anxiety, the chair next to him suddenly sank.

I raised my head, it was Qi Feng, and Qi Feng was also looking at me at this moment, probably to see my down-and-out appearance: "Didn't you send your grandfather back?" ”

"Don't worry you're here alone." He added a sentence as if in a hurry to explain; "It's grandpa who doesn't worry."

He doesn't really need to explain, and I understand.

I don't know if it's because the central air conditioning is too low, or because I'm worried about my mother, I can't stop trembling as I sit on the back of the chair with my knees hugged.

He reached out and grabbed my shoulder, and said softly, "It's going to be fine." ”

"But the doctor said my mother's rejection was serious." I thought I would be unusually firm in front of him, but for some reason, my voice was choked when I spoke.

"Don't scare yourself." He pulled me into his arms as he spoke, and I should have pushed him away, but at the moment his arms were so warm that I was reluctant to leave.

When the lights went out in the operating room, it was already the second half of the night.

The moment the doctor came out and nodded to me, my heart fell.

Qi Feng helped me and the nurse to help my mother push into the ward, she slept soundly and her face was not very good-looking.

With the experience of the last time, I know that it is the anesthetic that has not passed.

After a while, my mother's attending doctor came to do the rounds.

He should have just undergone another operation, and the mask has not been taken off yet: "The heartbeat and blood pressure are normal, and I will observe it for a day tomorrow, and I don't have to worry if it doesn't repeat." ”

"Why did my mom suddenly ......" my mom has been fine since the operation, why did she suddenly have a rejection.

"The commonly used imported stent will not have such a strong rejection reaction, not only because of great external stimulation, your family members usually pay attention to what they say and do, the old lady is so old, and there are three highs, and she can't afford to toss anymore."

External stimuli?

But my mom is doing well all day today.

Apart from

Gu Xiaoxiao......

After the doctor left, I asked Qi Feng, "Do you know Gu Xiaoxiao?" ”

"I don't know."

He replied crisply and neatly, without a trace of hesitation in his eyes, which made me more and more confused, but if he didn't know Gu Xiaoxiao: "Then why did you say at the press conference that day that Mr. Jiang had a relationship with the Gu Group?" ”

"Because the actual controller of the Gu family is Mr. Jiang."

It turns out that the relationship that Qi Feng said is this relationship.

I originally wanted to ask him if he knew anything about Mr. Jiang's late wife, but then I thought that he didn't even know Gu Xiaoxiao's name, and when Gu Xiaoxiao died, he was still in high school like me.

I guess I asked in vain.

So let him go back first, tomorrow is Monday, his company can't be fine.

He asked, "Are you okay alone?" ”

What can be the problem, the expert he found, the medical expenses he paid, and a single room, with a sofa and a bed, compared to the last time I borrowed money everywhere, nested next to my mother's bed and waited for her to wake up, I don't know how many times: "It's okay, it's not the first time I'm alone." ”

He looked at me and turned to leave.

"Thank you."

Although I know that he came here because of Grandpa Qi, if I hadn't had him just now, I don't know how I would have spent the long waiting time for surgery, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

His footsteps paused, and I seemed to hear a very soft "no", and followed him out of the door of the ward, the voice was unreal, or maybe he didn't speak, the voice may have been my own imagination.