After dressing up as an eighty-year-old female cannon fodder, I beat the whole crowd

Chapter 33 The situation is getting worse

Su Dajiang had surgery, and it was really inconvenient to go out in the winter.

Wei Guiqin and Su Hanyan supported him, fearing that he would be in trouble if he fell and injured his wound.

"Yanyan, go find your Uncle Yuan and borrow the tricycle. Let's ride a tricycle. Your dad can't take the bus like this!" Wei Guiqin said.

"I think we'd better take a taxi." Su Hanyan looked at the cold weather. Wouldn't it be possible to get frozen while riding a tricycle?Not long after my dad's surgery, his body and bones were weak and couldn't bear the pain. "

"Let's put up two more quilts." Wei Guiqin calculated the money. After all, the third child has not married yet, so the money must be kept for the third child.

Su Hanyan really admired her for being so picky that she was not as close to her husband as she was to her son.This is really a heart, all focused on his son.

"No. Mom, if you are reluctant to part with money, spend my money. Just wait, I will stop the car!" Su Hanyan let go of Su Dajiang and went out to stop the car.

Su Dajiang sighed in his heart, everyone said that his daughter was a little cotton-padded jacket, and that was absolutely true.

This daughter is not in vain pain.

Soon, Su Hanyan came back, and then the two of them went to the entrance of the alley, where a taxi was waiting.

The three of them got into the car and went straight to the No. 1 People's Hospital in Beijing.

Su Dajiang's surgery was performed by Jin Chen, and the attending physician was also Jin Chen. She thought it would be better to let Jin Chen do post-operative review and remove sutures for Su Dajiang.

After the results came, I found out that Jin Chen had entered the operating room again, so he had to find another doctor to check and remove the sutures.

The location of Su Dajiang's wound was on the abdomen, and it was inconvenient for her to accompany him into the treatment room. With Wei Guiqin accompanying her, she waited alone in the corridor.

The waiting time was always long. Just when she was bored, she heard a few exclamations suddenly coming from the nurse's station.

"Dr. Lu, what's wrong with Dr. Jin? Wasn't he fine before entering the operating room?" "Why does Dr. Jin look so bad!!!"

"Are you okay?"

The nurses all cheered and gathered around, wanting to see what happened to Jin Chen.

Everyone wants to get close, but no one dares to help him easily. Dr. Jin is particularly irritable when he is sick or tired, and most people don't dare to get close at this time.

"It's all right, let's spread out!" Lu Feifei put his arm around Jin Chen's waist and the hand on his shoulder with the other, "Old Jin is so tired that he almost fainted on the operating table! Let him rest That’s good.”

The nurses all looked at Jin Chen with worried expressions. They admired him and sympathized with him very much.

Jin Chen had a splitting headache, and the roaring in his ears was getting louder and louder, as if there was a war raging in his mind, with deafening roars everywhere.

He was anxious, his limbs were weak, and his whole body seemed to be trapped in a strange and strange world, as if he was in hell.

Although his eyes were open, they were blank and his steps were heavy. This uncomfortable feeling was countless times more painful than death.

"Jin Chen! Old Jin!!" Lu Feifan felt the weight on his shoulders getting heavier and heavier. He knew that Jin Chen's condition was getting worse. "Can you hold on? How are you?"

"It's okay." Jin Chen squeezed out two words through his teeth.

"Then you hold on, I can't hold it anymore!" Lu Feifei's face was flushed, although this guy looked thin, but after taking off his clothes, the muscles all over his body were hardened.

The combined weight of muscles and bones, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, was almost all weighing on his body.

Su Hanyan was standing not far away, and his probing eyes fell on Jin Chen's face. Just like last time, his complexion was pale, the lower eyelids were more bruised, and his brows were furrowed, looking tired and in pain.

(End of this chapter)