In the hospital, there was a person sitting quietly at the door of the operating room, with a decadent expression and scarlet eyes, staring intently at the door of the operating room, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed minute by minute, as if life was passing bit by bit, the door of the operating room was still closed, Jiang Yufeng's originally restless heart became more and more anxious, the surroundings were very quiet, and he could clearly hear his heavy breathing and disordered heartbeat.

Outside the window, there was a thunderous downpour, and the sound of rain and rumbling thunder added some movement and a touch of life to this dull and suffocating space.

The sound of scattered footsteps from far and near, and the disordered steps showed the mood of the host's family, anxious, uneasy, and panic......

Jiang Yufeng turned around when he heard the sound and saw two figures rushing towards the operating room, leaving a long water stain behind them. Han Qingru walked quickly to Jiang Yufeng's side, grabbed his hand, looked uneasy, and said in a hurried tone, "Yufeng, what's the matter, how can you be hit by a car?" ”

Jiang Yufeng saw the person coming, and his tense emotions seemed to have found an outlet at this moment, and he fell on Han Qingru's shoulder, crying silently, "Mommy, it's all my fault, it's all because of me, it's all my ......"

Han Qingru felt a pain in her heart, this is her own son, who knows him better than her? Twenty-two years, in addition to the coquettish call Mommy when he was a child, when was there such a fragile time, even when he was thrown abroad by his father at the age of sixteen, he did not call Mommy for help, this child has been sensible and independent since he was a child, and he called Mommy very simply very early on, and the last time he heard him call Mommy I can't remember when, sometimes I saw my friend's child sticking to his side and called Mommy when he complained to him, but this child did say' Only children who don't grow up will get tired of being coquettish by Mommy's side' Han Qingru was angry and thought, are you very big, is a little child under 5 years old big, big? Since then, Han Qingru didn't know how much she wanted to hear him call Mommy, but she didn't want to hear this Mommy sound be like this, if she was given the choice, she would rather always listen to him simply call Mommy.

Han Qingru looked at her son's annoyed and decadent expression, tears fell involuntarily, and she stretched out her hand to hold his head, "Yufeng, don't blame yourself, Mommy knows, you are very worried and sad when something happens to Ling Ying, and Mommy is the same, it's not your fault, don't think nonsense, Ling Ying will be fine." Han Qingru raised her eyes and glanced at her husband, feeling remorse and guilt intensifying, both of them are their own children, how could they be like this, did they really do something wrong?

Father Jiang seemed to understand her thoughts, stepped forward and quietly hugged her in his arms, silently comforting her. Looking up at the closed operating room, I can't say anything in my heart, this is my daughter who grew up watching her, the baby who has held her in the palm of her hand since she was a child, usually has a little headache and brain fever are very distressed, and now she is lying in it and her life and death are unknown, and it is likely that it is because of himself, how to accept it, remorse and self-blame come to his heart, as if he has aged ten years old all of a sudden, and there is no decisive momentum in the shopping mall.

Waiting is always grinding, the hospital is quiet, the clock is ticking, time passes minute by minute, everyone's heart is full of uneasiness, and the eyes do not leave the operating room for a moment.

Bite! As if God heard their prayers, the lights went out in the operating room, the door opened, and the doctor slowly walked out. Jiang Yufeng rushed in when he saw the door open, but was stopped by the nurse, "Sir, you can't go in." ”

When Jiang Yufeng heard this, he paused, raised his eyes and glanced at the nurse coldly, raised his foot and wanted to rush in, the little nurse was glared at by Jiang Yufeng, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do, where would he stop him, or Father Jiang's eyes quickly grabbed him, "Yufeng, don't mess around, listen to what Uncle He has to say first." ”

Uncle He, He Zhiming, a good friend of Jiang's father, is also the director of this hospital, is a famous general practitioner, many people know, general practice is everything, but no one is famous, but you are wrong to think so, saying that he is a famous general practitioner, not because he does not have a specialty, but because he is the same in every subject, fine and famous.

Today was an accident, he was about to go home, but he saw Jiang Yufeng entering the hospital in a hurry, thinking that something was wrong with him, so he turned back, who knew that he was grabbed by him as soon as he walked in, "Uncle He, Xiaoying was hit by a car, can you go and see her?" ”

He Zhiming was shocked, this child can be regarded as growing up by himself, a gentle gentleman type, when did he panic so much, it seems that the situation is very bad, and comforted, "Don't worry, it'll be fine." He turned and walked towards the operating room. On the operating table, Han Lingying lay quietly on it, as if life was losing a little bit, there was no trace of blood on his pale face, He Zhiming changed his clothes and walked in to see such a picture, if it weren't for the faint sound of the instrument, he would definitely think that this person was no longer there.

With just one glance, he saw the problem and said in a cold voice, "Prepare for surgery!" ”

The operation is a long and torturous process, for He Zhiming, life and death on the operating table have long been numb, but when his subordinates are children who have grown up since childhood, the smiling face in his mind overlaps with the pale and lifeless little face under his eyes, he has always been calm and a little nervous at the moment, his eyes are always paying attention, and his movements are not ambiguous, until the operation is over, he has not come back to his senses, until the assistant doctor next to him reminded him that the operation was completed, and his hanging heart gradually touched the ground, Stride out of the operating room.

Seeing the man rushing in, he didn't think much about it, but when he was too worried, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Yufeng, don't worry, it's okay." ”

Looking back and seeing the appearance of his former friend as if he had aged in an instant, knowing Han Lingying's position in their hearts, he didn't joke anymore, his expression was not serious, but it also made everyone's hearts pull up, "Juncheng, the operation was relatively successful, Lingying is no longer in danger of life, but when she crashed, she hit her head, and there was a bruise in her head that compressed the nerves, and it was too close for surgery, only when it slowly dissipated later, I can't say what the specific impact is, only when she wakes up and is doing a checkup." ”

"Well, Lao He, thank you, thanks to you." As soon as Father Jiang heard that it was okay, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground.

"Uncle He, when will Xiaoying wake up? Can we go see her? Jiang Yufeng was desperate to see her immediately.

"I can't say when I'll wake up, but you can go to the ward to see her later."