Seeing Mr. Wang's expression, Fuca even began to wonder if he was delirious, so he pinched himself hard, he could obviously feel the pain, and couldn't help but smile, it turned out to be a false alarm, he was just a dream just now.

The entire corridor was dotted with incandescent lights, bright and translucent, Fucca subconsciously looked at the door of the operating room, still closed, he was sure that he really had a nightmare, why was it so real just now, and he was also startled.

Has the right path not come out from beginning to end?

Why is it so long, Fuka really can't wait to rush into the operating room at this moment, he seems to see how the righteous path is now, he seems to be in the middle of illusion and reality, and he can't tell what's wrong.

Before I knew it, it was dark, and it had been so long, although the stars were shining outside the window, it was indeed very cold at night, and Fouca couldn't help but shiver a little, that is, at this time, Foqua suddenly found an uncle sitting alone in the corner of the door of the operating room, with his knees on his legs, his chin in both hands, looking at his uncle at this moment, there was really an indescribable sense of desolation, it seemed that his uncle was indeed very tired, and Fuqua could even hear a faint cry.

Uncle is cold at night, you can put this on. Fouca cautiously walked over to his uncle's side, took off his coat, and carefully draped it on his uncle in the back.

It's Fuca, my uncle is weak in his speech, and he does look very weak. I'm not cold, you can wear it yourself.

Uncle, I'm not cold, you can wear it.

Uncle couldn't resist Fuka, only nodded indifferently, at this moment Fuka found that his uncle was old, and he felt very vicissitudes and desolation.

Don't stand here, go over and rest for a while.

Uncle you... Don't be too upset, do him right... He's going to be fine, he's going to be okay.

Uncle looked at Fuka, his eyes red.

Uncle...

I'm really fine, you don't have to worry about me, go back.

Looking at his uncle's reddened eyes, Fuka's heart ached.

Uncle you...

Did you just dream of the right path?

Well, Fuqua nodded indifferently.

You just dreamed of him, did something happen?

No, don't worry, uncle, I dreamed that he was fully recovered, and he told you not to worry about him.

In fact, this is a kind of comfort to my uncle, and it is not a kind of comfort to myself.

Did he really say that in his dream?

Fuca nodded affirmatively in front of his uncle, and he smiled brightly in the dream, and he said that his operation was a success, and he told me to tell you, don't worry about him, he will be fine, he will definitely be fine.

After listening to Fuca's words, a look of comfort finally appeared on his uncle's face, but despite this, Fuqua found that this did not dispel his uncle's worries.

Well, thank you, thank you for being able to say so much to me. Uncle nodded to Fuka.

Fuqua looked at his uncle and returned to his seat in the hallway with some comfort.

Probably because he was too tired, when Fuqua opened his eyes again, he found that it was already dawn.

Fuca looked closely at the rest of the people around him, everyone was sleepy-eyed and looked tired.

Fouca walked to his uncle's side, it was clear that his uncle had not slept all night, he knew that he really didn't know what else he could do but comfort, he and his uncle had already stood at the door of the operating room, hoping that the righteous path would come out soon.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Time passed little by little.

Someone bought breakfast, but Fuca wasn't in the mood to eat anything.

The uncle looked at everyone's tired appearance, and he couldn't bear it, and asked Fuka and them to go back, saying that he was okay here, and the uncle also expressed his gratitude to them, and even said thank you several times, but they could not listen to the uncle's advice, and still prayed in place and waited for the righteous path to come out safely.

Fooka prayed for the righteous path more than once, in his opinion, there are so many teachers and classmates who care about him, the righteous path will definitely not let them down, the righteous path is strong and brave, and will never give in like this.

Sixteen hours had passed since Zhengdao was pushed into the operating room, and at this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with an unprecedented worry, and everyone tensed their nerves and held their breath.

However, at this critical moment, almost with the support of spirit and body, the door was suddenly pushed open, as if the dark world had once again cast the dawn of hope.

Fuqua and the others poured into it together, like a dream.

Jeongdo was pushed out, surrounded by four or five doctors.

The doctor at the front told us to get out of the way, saying that we were going to be transferred to the intensive care unit.

Hearing the doctor say this, everyone was in a hurry, completely lost their direction, and did not dare to delay the doctor's time any longer, in order to buy time for the doctor, Fuka they all got out of the way.

The uncle suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the doctor, who was taken aback by his action.

Correct path... Correct path... What happened to him? Uncle was so anxious that he almost killed the doctor.

The doctor grabbed his uncle's hand in a panic.

Don't worry, he's fine now, although the operation was successful, but you have to observe, don't worry too much.

Said don't worry, but who can put their minds at ease, Uncle was overwhelmed when he heard it, and Fuka was even more complicated when he heard it.