belated marriage

Chapter 92 Surgery
outside the operating room.

Lin Chuqi waited.

She clasped her hands together and prayed nervously.

I hope my mother's spirit in heaven can bless my father this time...

please…

Lin Chuqi bit her lower lip tightly.

When Song Qianyu came over, he happened to see the operation door open.

Father Lin was sent in.

At that time, the lights in the operating room were on, and Lin Chuqi stood there motionless, watching the door of the operating room close.

"Sister..."

While she was in a daze, a familiar voice sounded in her ear.

Lin Chuqi turned around and saw Song Qianyu walking towards this side with a thermos in his hand. He handed the thermos to her and said in a low voice, "The soup just made."

She was a little surprised by Song Qianyu's thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness.

"Thank you, Qian Yu." Lin Chuqi bit her lip and took the thermos with a complicated expression.

Originally, he didn't want to get involved with Song Qianyu anymore.

Finally this time
She sighed slightly in her heart.

All of a sudden, Lin Chuqi lowered her eyes and became silent again.

The whole person is a little weird.

This actually caught Song Qianyu's attention.

He seemed to be aware of it.

Song Qianyu smiled lightly and said, "Why are you being polite?" He paused, and then said, "I know you must be very sad now, so I specially made chicken soup, hoping that uncle can drink it when he wakes up."

Sensing that the senior sister's depression may be due to Uncle Lin's surgery, she comforted her.

I hope it can make my sister feel better.

Besides Uncle Lin, I also cared about her.

Lin Chuqi lowered her eyes, and tears fell without warning.

Not for anything else.

It is for the comfort and caring of the other party.

This is beyond Moting's reach.

He must be staying with Zheng Chuyue now.

What I saw that night seemed to have just happened.

It was very clear in her mind.

In a daze, Lin Chuqi thought of the person he loved so deeply in his heart.

It is Mo Tingyuan, but not him.

I have persisted for so many years, is it right or...wrong?

If nothing happened to Yanyan at the beginning...
I'm afraid it's not her turn to be in this position.

It was Zheng Chuyue.

Lin Chuqi bit her lip.

Song Qianyu sighed, took out a tissue from his pocket, handed it to her, and comforted him: "Don't be sad, Uncle Jiren has a good fortune, he will be fine."

Lin Chuqi nodded.

Now I can only comfort myself like this.

hope daddy is ok
Lin Chuqi tightly clenched the vacuum flask in her hand.

Several hours later, the operation was finally over, and Father Lin was pushed out of the emergency room and sent to the intensive care unit.

The moment the door of the emergency room opened, Lin Chuqi hurried up to meet him, and asked urgently, "Doctor, how is my father doing now?"

The doctor took off the mask and said regretfully: "Sorry, we did our best. The patient's intracranial congestion pressured the brainstem, resulting in hypoxia in the brain, and he is now in shock. If he can wake up today, he will have passed the dangerous period. But if you can't wake up..."

The man's face was a little heavy, he had seen this kind of situation too much.

Not to mention the majority, basically more than 90.00% of the patients will not wake up.

Instead of letting the patient's family members have hope, it is better to just dispel this hope.

In this way, when the patient really reaches the day of death, the harm to them can be minimized.

"I won't fail to wake up, he will definitely wake up..."

Lin Chuqi's face turned pale, she did not accept this result!

Dad is not that weak, how could it be possible
The doctor also felt uncomfortable seeing this, after all, doctors are parents.

His own daughter was almost as old as the girl in front of her.

"The patient's condition, even if he wakes up, there will be some sequelae..."

Out of a moment of consideration, he still told her the results of both possibilities.

Lin Chuqi's body staggered back two steps, the pupils of both eyes dilated uncontrollably.

The whole person suddenly began to falter.

Seeing this, Song Qianyu secretly thought that it was not good, so he rushed up to support her and said worriedly: "Sister."

Lin Chuqi seemed to have been sucked out of all her strength, and her whole body was limp in Song Qianyu's arms.

Her eyes were blank, and she murmured in a low voice, "No, Dad will be fine..."

Song Qianyu patted her on the back and comforted her: "Sister, please calm down first."

Lin Chuqi was trembling all over, tears poured out.

The doctor shook his head and walked away.

The hospital bed trolley was pushed away.

Lin Chuqi gritted her teeth and prepared to follow.

She pushed Song Qianyu away and frantically ran into the ward.

Song Qianyu didn't expect Lin Chuqi to be like this all of a sudden, he fell directly to the ground, and his buttocks made intimate contact with the ground.

"hiss!"

He grinned in pain.

"Sister!" Song Qianyu shouted.

He was afraid that Lin Chuqi would do something irrational, so he quickly stood up and followed.

The door was ajar.

Song Qianyu stood at the door, looked at her back, thought for a while, and went into the ward.

Lin's father was wearing a ventilator on his face. His originally rosy face was now very pale.

The mouth is slightly open, and there is a "hissing." sound when breathing.

Sound like you're having trouble breathing?
Lin Chuqi threw herself on the edge of the bed and wept, covering her face with her hands, her mournful cry was moving.

Song Qianyu stood beside him, hesitated for a moment, and called softly: "Sister."

Lin Chuqi did not respond.

"Sister-"

Lin Chuqi raised her head, her face was glistening with tears, she stared at him blankly.

It's rare for her to show such a vulnerable side.

In front of men, Lin Chuqi was always bright and energetic, and would not cry so weakly.

Song Qianyu's heart was beating violently, his lips twitched slightly, and he said, "Sister, you..."

As he spoke, Song Qianyu hesitated to speak, seeing Lin Chuqi's current state, he really didn't dare to speak, for fear of poking her pain.

In the huge ward, apart from the beeping sound from the ventilator, there was only Lin Chuqi's sobbing sound, which made people feel distressed.

It took some time for Lin Chuqi to calm down and gradually stopped crying. She wiped away her tears and said hoarsely, "Qianyu, thank you."

Song Qianyu shook his head. He was very worried about Lin Chuqi's condition, so he said, "Senior sister, you don't have to be so outrageous, you...you...don't be too sad."

Dry words feel like nothing is said.

But it was definitely not the case when it fell into Lin Chuqi's ears.

"Thank you no matter what." Lin Chuqi looked at Song Qianyu sincerely, and said sincerely: "Qianyu, thank you. I owe you a favor. As long as you can use me in the future, I will have nothing to say. "

"Sister, don't be polite to me." Song Qianyu pursed his lips, this was not the result he wanted.

He didn't want his senior sister to owe him anything, to be precise, he didn't want to take advantage of others.

(End of this chapter)