Fu Tingyuan's gaze slid calmly on the phone screen, and just when Hua Rong thought he was going to pick it up, he pressed the reject button. Fastest updates

Then he turned off his phone, put it back in his pocket, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes slightly.

The light in the corridor shone on his plain face, I don't know if the light was too bright, Fu Tingyuan's face showed a little bloodless pale. For a moment, Hua Rong thought he was also injured.

After thinking about it, he realized that he should be too worried at the moment.

Luo Nanchu is still in the operating room, and she still has a four-month-old baby in her belly, if the operation fails, it is estimated that it will be a corpse and two lives.

No matter how calm and calm Fu Tingyuan is, in the face of this situation, he will inevitably lose his proportion.

Hua Rong sighed lightly, didn't say anything more, and walked to the side of the bench and sat down.

At almost three o'clock in the morning, the door of the operating room finally opened, and Fu Tingyuan opened his eyes and walked over.

Luo Nanchu was pushed out of it wearing an oxygen mask, Fu Tingyuan stood aside and watched her shallow breathing on the oxygen mask, and then closed his eyes slightly, as if he had some emotion and finally endured it.

The attending doctor came over to Fu Tingyuan and said: "The wound is treated in a timely manner, and the next thing is the problem of blood loss and wound infection. You may have a fever at 24 o'clock, and you can't take fever-reducing medicine......"

Before the attending doctor finished speaking, Fu Tingyuan said lightly: "Will antibiotics heal faster?" ”

The attending doctor was stunned for a moment, looked at the man's thin and calm eyes, and explained to him: "Antibiotics cannot be given to pregnant women, which may cause fetal malformations and some congenital diseases......

"I know." Fu Tingyuan interrupted him again, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he asked impatiently again, "How fast can you get better with antibiotics?" ”

The attending doctor didn't expect Fu Tingyuan to be like this, he looked at Hua Rong standing beside Fu Tingyuan at a loss, Hua Rong saw that he didn't plan to have this child, and couldn't help but speak: "I know you're worried now, but the person has been rescued, are you still afraid of being hospitalized for a few more days?" The child is already four months old, have you ever thought about how much damage it will do to Chu Chu's body if the miscarriage does? When Chu Chu wakes up and knows that she can't keep the child because of your words, she will never forgive you again in her life. ”

"......" Fu Tingyuan didn't say anything, but turned his head and closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

Only from his point of view can he understand what it was like to watch Luo Nanchu's body cool down in his arms one by one.

At that time, no one would know what kind of mood he was feeling when he was holding Luo Nanchu.

Her blood flowed down his body, literally killing him.

He just wants Luo Nanchu to get better now, and he can get alive immediately, if the child is not a child, he doesn't care anymore.

Hua Rong walked over and looked at Fu Tingyuan's frowning eyebrows, and said to him, "Go and see Chu Chu?" If she wakes up, she should want to see you too. ”

Fu Tingyuan thought, she probably didn't want to see him much.

It's just that he does want to see her.

Inside the ward, Luo Nanchu was still wearing an oxygen mask.

When the nurse saw him come in, she whispered to Fu Tingyuan: "Sister Luo may have a fever, remember to feed her water, and ring the bell after the drop is over." ”

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