Wearing a book at eighty, being pampered by a disabled boss

Su Shuoci wished he could wipe his wife's sweat beside him, but it was inconvenient for him to enter the medical room because of the space occupied by his wheelchair.

Uncle Song, Aunt Song and the Song family, as the family members of the patient, cannot let them see the scene of their children being disembowelled.

He could only stay outside the operating room with Su Shuoci, who was worried about his wife.

The Song family was worried about the patients inside, so they were like ants on a hot pot, running around in a hurry.

What worries him the most is Wang Gang, his good wife, but at this moment, she has her stomach ripped open inside.

He frowned tightly, clenched his fists with both hands, and looked nervous, and everyone could see that he was uneasy.

He stood restlessly, sometimes scratching his ears, sometimes scratching his hair, wanting to rush into the medical room.

Su Shuoci is a person who is both rough and fine, but in this anxious moment, he appears to be very calm.

"Don't worry all of you, the worst result will not be worse than before, you go over there and sit down and wait, there is no way to stand like this, maybe they will come out soon?"

"Okay, we're not worried, we just want to see Jie'er and Xia Xia come out as soon as possible."

Uncle Song was soothed by Su Shuoci's calmness, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.

Second Aunt Song pulled her husband to sit down on the stool next to her, and then took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Uncle Song's forehead.

Uncle Song nodded, since standing like this seems useless, then sit and wait slowly.

But he knew that this was the only way to calm himself down.

As long as he thinks that his son will recover soon, he can still maintain his last calm.

Even thinking this way, Uncle Song still couldn't control the fear in his heart.

But he knew that his old father, wife and daughter were still by his side, so he didn't dare to show it at all.

"Dad, don't worry, Jie'er will be fine." Second Uncle Song comforted Mr. Song in a low voice.

Mr. Song is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. He glanced at his second son who seemed to be swaying all over his body.

"There will be results in a few hours. It's useless for us to worry. There are fans in this room, and you're still sweating profusely, so you can't just sit here and wait."

Uncle Song: ...

The people outside the ward are suffering, and the people inside are still busy, and the time passes by like this...

When Mr. Gu and the others went to Meishan, they were just looking at the scenery at the foot of the mountain, and had no motivation to climb the mountain.

Mr. Geng was very busy, so he took the time to come and see his son, so naturally he wanted to be with him.

At noon, he invited everyone to have lunch at the best restaurant in Qingcheng, and he will return to the imperial capital in the afternoon.

Geng Ruixian's body is recovering well, Mr. Geng plans to take him back to the imperial capital together.

In fact, Geng Rui didn't want to go back to the imperial capital, he wanted to set up a stall selling Liangpi with Su's father and Su's mother when he recovered.

But facing his elderly father, he couldn't say that he wanted to stay, so he only said that he would leave the accommodation and food expenses.

These are all taken for granted. Although Mr. Geng doesn't have much money around him, it is still enough to pay for his son's accommodation and food expenses.

Su's father and Su's mother did not expect that there would be so much money to take in a patient. They were at a loss as to whether they should accept it or not.

"In-laws and brothers still have to settle accounts clearly, so you can take it. We live in your home to recuperate, and Jiaojiao also paid for the food expenses."

Father Gu said with a smile, he really admired his daughter's foresight.

Jiaojiao said at the very beginning that the food and accommodation expenses of the family should be deducted from the money he and his second son earned from setting up a stall.

Because of this, their family lived with peace of mind.

Both his eldest son and his father need to recuperate in peace of mind, and his wife needs to rest in peace.

It's not that they can't move their nests, but they are greedy for the warmth of living with their daughter.

Father Gu thought about going back to the imperial capital when school started, and after they had earned enough money in two years, they would buy a courtyard house with their daughter and son-in-law.

Geng Rui first insisted on waiting for Gu Jiaojiao and the others to come back before leaving with his father.

Li An and Professor Cheng also planned to return to the imperial capital with Mr. Geng and his son.

So the two of them took Father Sheng's car to the guest house to pack their luggage and waited at Su's house.

After six long hours, the door of the ward finally opened, and Xia Qiuming, who was wearing a white coat and a mask, came out first.

Then Gu Jiaojiao also came out, took off her mask, revealing a beautiful face.

"Genius doctor, how is my son?" Uncle Song saw the door of the ward open, and hurriedly walked over to ask.

There was a hint of excitement and tension in his expression, as well as some fear and worry.

"Don't worry, the operation was a success." Gu Jiaojiao said calmly.

"That's good." After hearing Gu Jiaojiao's words, Second Uncle Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole person relaxed, his eye sockets became moist, and he was a little unsteady when standing, but it was Mr. Song who gave him a hand.

He looked up at Gu Jiaojiao, with a grateful look in his eyes: "Thank you, Doctor Su Gu."

"It's nothing more than a little effort." Gu Jiaojiao waved her hand and said indifferently.

As soon as she finished speaking, Second Uncle Song asked excitedly, "Can we go in and see Jie'er and Xia Xia?"

"Okay, but the patients haven't woken up yet, so don't disturb them." Xia Qiuming's voice was as gentle as jade.

"Okay, okay." Uncle Song replied repeatedly.

Only two people were allowed in at a time, Uncle Song and Wang Gang walked into the ward one after the other.

Looking at the two people sleeping soundly on the bed, Second Uncle Song felt sore, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

The ward suddenly fell into dead silence, as if even the air had frozen.

Wang Gang closed his eyes, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and his body was trembling.

His eyes were bloodshot, he looked extremely haggard, his eye sockets were even more red, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he was holding back something.

He stood beside Song Xiaxia's hospital bed, looking at his beloved girl, his heart ached, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew that now was not the time to be sad, but to let her recover as soon as possible.

"The two of you come out first, and the other two go in to have a look." Xia Qiuming's gentle and jade-like voice sounded.

Outside, Su Shuoci watched Gu Jiaojiao wash his hands helplessly, not wanting to leave her.

There was a thick scorching heat in the deep eyes, as if to devour the other party.

"Su Shuoci, why are you looking at me like this?" Gu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes while washing her hands.

"Daughter-in-law has worked hard, I'll wait for you to wash your hands, and I want to give you a massage."

"Go away~"

Gu Jiaojiao said this on her mouth, but her heart was as sweet as eating honey, in this vast world.

In the crowd, there is a man like Su Shuoci who cherishes her love and cares about her well-being.

Therefore, all the wind and rain will gradually melt away in this beam of hot light, slowly and peacefully.

Su Shuoci didn't care about his daughter-in-law telling him to get out, he knew she was losing face, so he changed the subject.

"Daughter-in-law, leave this place for Xia Qiuming and Divine Doctor He. Let's go home for dinner first. Grandpa and the others must be waiting at home."