"Miao Miao ......"

Qu Hui walked into the ward and looked at Qu Miaomiao, who was still unconscious on the bed, his face was full of distress, and his voice was almost choked.

"Doctor, how is my sister? Her hand ......"

The doctor standing on the side held the medical record in his hand, and after slowly closing it, he looked up at him, "The wound on the patient's forehead has been simply sutured, and there is no major problem, as for her hand, the ruptured tendon has been successfully connected, but it may take several compound surgeries later, and then observe the patient's condition, it is not impossible to fully recover." ”

As soon as Qu Hui heard this, his heart suddenly lifted.

"Still need surgery?"

"Yes, the patient's condition was particularly serious, and there were more than one tendon ruptures. After the operation, long-term rehabilitation treatment is also required, so that it is possible to return to the normal state of being able to hold chopsticks and pens. ”

"What? After surgery, do you need rehabilitation before you can hold chopsticks and pens? ”

Qu Hui's emotions suddenly became excited, he clenched his fists suddenly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands all exploded.

"That means her right hand is dead? Doctor, my sister is going to punch! ”

The doctor was very helpless when he saw that he was so emotional, "I'm sorry, we've done our best, maybe you can go to a bigger hospital for surgery in the future, and the situation will be better." However, judging from the current situation, no matter how well he recovers, he will not be able to do boxing or other intense sports. ”

Qu Hui heard the doctor's words, and then looked at Qu Miaomiao's bandaged hand, as if a big stone was pressing down on his chest, and he felt a dull pain.

He couldn't bear such a blow at all, and stood in place for a long time without reacting.

The doctor looked at him, sighed, and walked out of the room.

Qu Hui threw a punch violently and slammed it against the wall, punch after punch, so strong that the finger bones were smashed with blood, leaving a string of blood marks on the snow-white wall, as if only in this way could he vent the burning anger in his heart!

"Hmm......"

Qu Miaomiao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly snorted, and Qu Hui immediately walked to the side of the bed, sat down on the stool, and stared at her without blinking.

He watched as her eyelids fluttered a few times, then slowly opened them.

"Miao Miao, you're awake!"

Qu Miaomiao's whole person was groggy, especially her head, which was so heavy that she couldn't seem to lift it.

She looked at Qu Hui and frowned, "Brother, here...... Where is it? ”

"It's the hospital, how are you feeling, is there any pain? Do you want to call a doctor to come and see you? ”

"Hospital ......"

Qu Miaomiao muttered, and then a lot of images suddenly appeared in her mind, she screamed in horror for the doctor, and her head hurt as if it was about to explode.

"Brother, those people...... My hand...... How's my hand? ”

She loved boxing, especially her hand, and she tried to move her right hand, but the whole wrist seemed to be unconscious.

Qu Miaomiao's eyes widened in horror and stared at Qu Hui tightly, "Brother, why can't I move my hand?" ”

Her voice trembled as she spoke, and what had happened before seemed to be a huge shadow that enveloped her in it, and she was so painful that she didn't want to remember it anymore.

Qu Hui looked at her like this, afraid that telling the truth would make her lose control of her emotions, so he just deliberately lied to her, "It's okay, it's okay, Miao Miao, your hand has just undergone surgery, and the anesthetic hasn't passed yet, and when the mahjong is over, you can move, don't worry." You tell your brother what happened and who dared to do this to you! ”