The operation took an unusually long time, lasting more than ten hours, which made Jiang Jingming and Xie Yiming feel physically and mentally exhausted.

The nerves were tense, but I never knew what the outcome was.

"I'm going to smoke a cigarette." Jiang Jingming got up a little irritably, turned around and walked to the smoking room.

It wasn't until he saw her lying on the hospital bed, seeing her being wheeled into the operating room, that he realized how much time they had missed, the time they could have been happy.

Xie Yiming also followed, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "She has always been strong, she will get better." ”

It seems to be comforting Jiang Jingming, and it seems to be comforting himself.

After finishing speaking, he was silent for a moment, and then asked in a soft and uncertain voice: "Right?" ”

Jiang Jingming was silent, and a man who was usually a man was rarely serious and silent.

Soon after the two returned to the corridor after smoking, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and the two hurriedly got up to greet them, and soon saw the doctor come out first.

"How?" Jiang Jingming spoke in a deep voice, but his eyes couldn't stop looking in the direction behind the doctor.

"Don't worry, it's going well so far." The doctor took off his mask, and his face was a little pale, obviously tired.

Jiang Jingming breathed a sigh of relief, and just asked softly, "What does it mean at the moment?" ”

"The situation is a bit more complicated than we expected, and it will take two and three surgeries to recover," the doctor said. ”

Jiang Jingming was stunned for a few seconds, but slowly accepted this reality, and said softly: "She will be fine." ”

Not long after, Jiang Chuchu was pushed out of the operating room, but she was still asleep, and her already pale face would have no blood, as if she couldn't feel pain, and fell asleep quietly.

"The patient will also have to be monitored for signs in the intensive care unit, and I plan to schedule the next surgery in three days."

Jiang Jingming watched her being pushed into the operating room, and said slowly: "Okay." ”

Until the medical staff had dispersed, Jiang Jingming stood outside the glass of the intensive care unit and watched the woman inside lose consciousness.

In fact, at one point, he wanted to say that they were dead.

Such a thin and thin woman doesn't seem to be like the rose in his memory at all, but seeing it makes him feel unspeakably distressed.

But he knew that the operation had to continue, otherwise she might not be able to escape the fate of her mother or even her grandmother.

Within half a month, he underwent two consecutive surgeries, and Jiang Jingming's whole body lost weight, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

It wasn't until the last operation, after Jiang Chuchu was pushed out, that he slowly stood up, and his originally tense nerves had even begun to be a little numb.

Dr. Qiao said, "So far, everything is going well with the operation. However, we have basically not had a case of her being cured of this type of disease before, and we have not used this form of surgery. So what her situation is, we need to observe for a while. ”

"I see, thanks."

*

The next day, Jiang Chuchu slowly woke up, and because all the signs were normal, he was transferred to the general ward after two days of observation.

Seeing the man guarding the bedside, Jiang Chuchu gently raised his hand to touch his cheek and said softly, "I've lost weight." ”

Jiang Jingming grabbed her hand and said softly: "You have been asleep for the past few days, and no one has fed me, so I will naturally lose weight." ”

Jiang Chuchu chuckled: "It's so ugly to lose weight." ”

Jiang Jingming leaned over to her lips and licked it gently, not daring to use force, as if she was a fragile porcelain doll: "When you are discharged from the hospital, we will get married." ”