Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1217 An Yan’s surgery was very successful
There was a moment of silence at the door of the operating room.

Wen Lao looked tired and seemed to have no strength to speak.

Seeing this, Uncle Shao quickly walked over and helped Mr. Wen.

But Wen Lao's hesitation in saying anything made Zhan Mochen's tense heartstrings clang!
Why doesn't Mr. Wen speak?

Is it...

In an instant, countless bad thoughts flashed through his mind. The blood in his body seemed to solidify in an instant. All his strength was almost drained away, and he wanted to fall to his knees uncontrollably.

"My wife, my wife..."

Zhan Mochen wanted to continue asking, but his voice trembled and he did not dare to ask any more.

Wen Lao dragged his old body and spent a lot of effort to complete this delicate and complicated operation. He walked out of the operating room and stood at the door for a while to adjust before he regained his composure.

When he looked up, he saw Zhan Mochen's desperate and painful eyes.

Mr. Wen was very surprised: "What do you mean? Are you dissatisfied with my surgery?"

"I..." There was a lump of bitterness in Zhan Mochen's throat, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Fortunately, Uncle Shao always waited outside and was very familiar with the various expressions of the patient's family members. He quickly reminded Mr. Wen: "Mr. Zhan is probably worried about Ms. An's surgery."

"Oh, this one."

Wen Lao's tired eyes lit up, his white eyebrows rose, and his face was full of pride: "It's very successful. The remaining poison has been completely eliminated, and the mother and child are safe. After three days, you can take her away at any time."

very successful? !
These four words were like a Buddha's decree falling from the sky, instantly dispelling all the haze on Zhan Mochen!

Great, great!
From the day An Yan was found to be infected with the Y virus to now, the heavy stone weighing on Zhan Mochen's heart has finally been removed!

"Thank you, Mr. Wen, thank you..."

Zhan Mochen's gloomy and desperate expression instantly turned into ecstasy, and he thanked Mr. Wen incoherently, but when he opened his mouth, in addition to excitement, there were uncontrollable choking.

This short and long period of time was really difficult for him and An Yan!
Fortunately, all this is over and done with.

Zhan Mochen raised his head and closed his eyes. After a moment, he suppressed the redness that surged into his eyes.

Then he opened his long legs and ran directly towards the operating room.

In the operating room, An Yan was lying on the treatment bed observing, while Wen Lao's two assistants stood by.

When Zhan Mochen entered, An Yan had just opened her eyes in a daze.

In a daze, An Yan saw that familiar handsome face growing in size before her eyes, and An Yan subconsciously raised her hand to touch it.

"Zhan Mochen...am I still alive..." An Yan was a little dizzy and murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, you are alive! You and the child are fine, everything is fine..."

The man's voice was very familiar, as low and magnetic as ever, lingering in her ears with the joy of surviving a disaster.

An Yan closed her eyes tiredly and smiled: "That's great, we can go home..."

"Well, grandpa, grandma, and the three little ones are still waiting for us at home. I can take you home soon..."

Zhan Mochen held An Yan's cold hand tightly due to the intravenous drip, tried his best to bring her a touch of warmth, and also talked to her with a smile.

But he still buried his face in An Yan's palm in panic, lest she see his red eyes.

Everything finally passed, but his Yanyan really suffered too much.

This time when he goes back, he must completely eliminate all dangers around her.

At any cost, at any cost!
No one in this world would ever want to hurt his wife and children again! …

Three days later, An Yan passed the final recovery period, and Mr. Wen announced that her body had fully recovered.

After Zhan Mochen thanked Mr. Wen repeatedly, he promised that if Mr. Wen needed help with anything in the future, he and the Zhan family would help him unconditionally.

Mr. Wen reacted very coldly to this great favor that ordinary people dream of.

"I saved An Yan just to save Gu Zeyu's face, and it has nothing to do with you. In the future, don't bother me based on favors. If you really want to repay your kindness, just repay it to Gu Zeyu."

He has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for these years. He doesn't like to interact with people outside. He has no desire for anything from the outside world, and he doesn't need anyone to help him become famous in the world, introduce patients, etc.

Many people said they owed him a favor and wanted to repay him, but in fact they always wanted to use the excuse of repayment to bother him. After he was cured and returned, they could sell him to others as a favor.

Zhan Mochen has been in the shopping mall for many years, and of course he understands the complex tricks of people's hearts. When he saw that the old man had such a cold attitude, he didn't say anything more.

People who really want to repay kindness will keep it in their hearts instead of saying it with their mouths all the time.

However, Mr. Wen became a little curious when he thought of his young apprentice's stubbornness to save An Yan at all costs.

When Zhan Mochen sent a signal to his subordinates and was about to take An Yan away, he proposed to talk to An Yan alone.

"I have something to tell you. Come with me."

After Wen Lao finished speaking calmly, he turned around and went to the meditation room.

An Yan and Zhan Mochen looked at each other and quickly followed.

People who don't know Wen Lao may think that Wen Lao has a weird personality, but after getting along with him for a period of time, An Yan knows that Wen Lao is actually cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

No matter what he was going to say, it would definitely be beneficial and harmless to her.

Wen Lao's Zen room was simply and plainly decorated, with neither incense nor any Buddhist or Taoist books or instruments. He only threw in a pile of medical books and placed a soft couch and tables. The overall style was as casual as the person he was.

As soon as people walk in, they feel quiet and peaceful.

An Yan's originally nervous mood relaxed.

However, she was still a little uneasy, wondering if her condition had relapsed.

As a result, after Mr. Wen sat down on the soft couch, he asked her a question that had nothing to do with her illness.

"Where are your ancestors? Who else are there in your family?"

An Yan: "..."

She was stunned for a moment, and then replied in a low voice: "My father's ancestral home is Haicheng. There are not many people in the family anymore. My grandparents have passed away, and my father... is also gone a long time ago."

"Then you don't have any brothers or sisters?" Mr. Wen didn't seem to believe it.

An Yan hesitated for a moment and shook her head sadly: "No."

An Bangguo is in jail, An Zhengming, An Qi, and Ye Cuiwan are all dead.

She was almost the only one left in the entire An family.

Mr. Wen frowned: "That's strange... What about your mother's side?"

"My mother's ancestral home is Kyoto, and she is the daughter of the Bai family in Kyoto. Currently, my mother, grandma, and eldest uncle and second uncle are all still alive. I also have an eldest cousin and a cousin."

Speaking of the Bai family, An Yan's eyes lit up.

Wen Laoye suddenly understood. He raised his hand and twirled his beard, seeming to understand something: "Oh, the Bai family in Kyoto, that's right."

(End of this chapter)