It was Xiang Shaolong who asked Qin Jian to arrange someone to clean the operating room, and did not designate anyone to clean it, and An Yin asked Ding Hong to clean it, which did not go against Xiang Shaolong's wishes.

The most important thing is that An Yin wants Ding Hong to personally experience Professor Xiang's practice of repaying grievances with virtue, so that Ding Hong knows that in this world, not everything has to be exchanged for extraordinary means.

An Yin walked away a few steps, stopped again, and looked back at Ding Hong, "The medicine that Professor Xiang gave your son is better than Glybera." ”

Ding Hong was stunned.

When she came back to her senses, An Yin had already left Baicaotang.

Ding Hong calmed down, walked quickly to the door, pushed open the door, and saw that it was a room with several surgical gowns hung, remembered what An Yin had said, cleaned himself up, and changed into clothes.

In normal times, where would she listen to An Yin's words, but at this time, looking at those clothes, she did not immediately rush into the inner room, but walked to the sink, carefully washed her hands and face, and then took a piece of clothing, went to the dressing room next to her to change, and then pushed the cleaning cart and walked to the door of the inner room.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." A man's tired voice came from inside.

Ding Hong pushed the door open.

A middle-aged man in a surgical gown was seen cleaning surgical instruments.

She intuitively felt that this person was Xiang Shaolong.

Ding Hong was inexplicably flustered, and some didn't dare to look at each other.

Xiang Shaolong only glanced at Ding Hong and continued his work.

But when Ding Hong approached with the cleaning cart, he looked up again and pointed to the large glass wall connected to the observation room next door, "It's a sterile room inside, you can't go in." ”

Ding Hong nodded hurriedly.

Xiang Shaolong thought about it, got up and locked the observation room inside.

From Ding Hong's eyes, he had already guessed Ding Hong's identity, and he was afraid that Ding Hong's beloved son would be heartfelt, so he couldn't help but forcibly enter.

Ding Hong watched Xiang Shaolong lock the door, but stood in place, without any intention of stepping forward to stop it, and walked to the glass wall.

Through the glass, Ding Hong could still see that his son was still alive, although he was unconscious, his little face was no longer purple, and his breathing became stable.

Thinking of An Yin's words, he couldn't help but look at the infusion tube hanging on his son's hand.

Xiang Shaolong glanced at Ding Hong, "It's just anti-inflammatory and antibacterial medicine to prevent some complications, and when he wakes up, take care of it for a few months, although there is no guarantee that he can be like a normal child, but a normal life is no problem." ”

Ding Hong heard that her son could live a normal life.

Tears welled up, if he had met that girl earlier, and asked her to beg Xiang Shaolong earlier, would Sang Yan not have accepted the order, would he not have died?

Xiang Shaolong washed away the blood on his hands, and continued: "He will be in pain when he wakes up, but he has also been used to pain since he was a child, and these pains should not be a problem for him." ”

Ding Hong turned his head to look at Xiang Shaolong, and his gaze fell on the scalpel in Xiang Shaolong's hand.

Xiang Shaolong said lightly: "I play with a knife no worse than you, but you use a knife to kill, and I use a knife to save people." ”

Ding Hong had mixed feelings in his heart, and then thought of Mingjie's weak figure, and felt guilty in his heart, "Thank you." ”

Xiang Shaolong ignored Ding Hong, put down the scalpel, got up and left the operating room.

Ding Hong took a deep breath and turned to clean up the operating table.

When he turned around, he saw Qin Jian leaning against the door with his arms crossed.

Ding Hong thought that in order to save her son, she went to Jiang Tiangan to ask for a list, and she didn't dare to look at Qin Jian's eyes without shame, and silently tidied up the operating table.