One hundred and ninety-three, blocking the road

The red light in the operating room of the hospital is still on.

The prison administrator was there and briefly told Xu Tingcheng about the situation.

This injury occurred in a production accident during the labor reform, fell from a height, and the abdomen was punctured by a steel bar on the spot, causing shock and respiratory failure.

The arm was cut by a rotating grinding wheel, injuring the ligaments...... This is not serious.

Xu Qingcheng was almost furious, "What do you mean it's not serious?" Why do accidents occur? ”

The people around her hurriedly pulled her away, apologizing and reassuring her. This is safe production, inevitable. The family is understandably emotional.

They are also nervous, who wants to have such a thing.

Xu Qingcheng sat on the waiting corridor, she covered her face with her hands, they were just nervous, but she was scared and distressed.

The woman's arms seemed thinner and weaker at this moment, and she clenched her fingers into her palms to wipe away her tears.

The surgery is not over yet.

Doctors are trying.

Qingyao is also working hard.

She has to be strong, she has to believe that God has favored him, and he will not have problems.

When Fu Jingting arrived, he saw her walking back and forth in the corridor.

Yu Sheng called, he may indeed think that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.

Xu Qingcheng didn't let her tell her parents, and Yu Sheng was really worried when he saw her like that.

If there is a relative or friend by her side, even if she cries or vents, if someone carries it with her, she will have strength in her heart.

Fu Jingting patted Yu Sheng's shoulder, he walked to her side, she didn't seem to notice it at all, saw that there was an obstacle in front of her, turned around and walked back.

She couldn't sit still, and she had to move back and forth like this to ease her inner turmoil.

Someone pulled out his arm, "Allure." ”

Xu Qingcheng looked up and saw him, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word.

Fu Jingting grabbed her shoulders and encircled the person into his arms, he patted her on the back and whispered, "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

Xu Qingcheng's nose was astringent, and the tears that were pressed hard wanted to surge out, but she was suffocated back.

She nodded, as if emphasized, "Well, he'll be fine." ”

Xu Qingcheng is not superstitious, but at this moment, she can only believe in her beliefs, and she hopes that her beliefs can be conveyed to Qingyao.

He'll pull it through and there won't be any problems.

The light of life cannot be cut off from the time when it shines at its brightest, and he has a more wonderful life to write and create.

Qingyao, my sister said that when you come back, you can't let me down.

When Xu Qingyao was pushed out of the operating room, he was still in a coma because of the anesthetic, his eyes closed as if he was just asleep, and his angular facial features cut her eyes in the light and pierced into her heart.

She reached out and pressed it against the side of his face, let it go, and let the medical staff admit him to the ICU for observation.

Politely asked the surgeon, "Doctor, how is he?" ”

"The operation went well, but fortunately he was young...... There will be no problems with life, and as for recovery, you still need to wait until you are awake to do a check-up. ”

After receiving such a reply, Xu Qingcheng's strength suddenly relaxed, she could barely stand, the man's arm around her waist and supported her hard, and her tone was anxious, "What's wrong?" Dizziness? ”

Her fingers tugged at the hem of his shirt, tears glinted in her eyes, and she shook her head, "No, my legs are weak." ”

Fu Jingting couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his arm tightened hard, and let her stand against his body, "There are still a lot of things for you to deal with in the back, can you hold on?" ”

Xu Qingcheng nodded, and she sucked her nose hard, "Hold on." ”

Fu Jingting helped her stand up, someone came to urge him, and he nodded.

He reached out and gently wiped the wetness from the corner of her eye, and the man's fingers rubbed under her eye not very gently, "It's not appropriate for me to stay here for long, call me if you have something." ”

Qingyao is not an ordinary patient, he has to go through the formalities strictly, and he is not an immediate family member, so he should not come in.