After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder Character in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

"Dad." Su Hanyan smiled at the corner of the mouthpiece, put the fruit on the bedside table, pulled a stool to sit down, and took his hand, "Do you feel better?"

"Okay, very good..." Su Dajiang said with chapped lips, and his eyes looked back and forth on Su Hanyan's face, as if they didn't look enough at all. "They all grow up to be big girls, and look much better than they were when they were young. ."

"What about the eighteenth woman." Su Hanyan smiled, opened the drawer of the bedside table and turned out a few cotton balls, dipped some warm water to help gently wet the corners of his father's mouth, "Is it feeling better?"

Su Dajiang closed his eyes and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

When Wei Guiqin saw his father and daughter getting along so well, he didn't know how to get along, and he felt a little superfluous in his heart. Seeing that it was getting late outside, she didn't stay here for a long time, got up and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, she told Su Hanyan: "Take care of your dad, I will take over early tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Su Hanyan responded.

The night is getting darker.

The corridor of the inpatient department gradually calmed down. Occasionally, there were a few painful moans from the patients after the operation. Su Dajiang had been in a half-dream and half-awake state. He wanted to sleep but couldn't fall asleep.

The effect of the anesthetic has long since passed, and there is a sharp pain from the wound in the abdomen. This pain has continued, even a slight cough will make the wound unbearably painful.

Seeing him frowning all the time, and dripping sweat from his forehead, Su Hanyan knew that he must be very painful and uncomfortable.

"Smoke." Finally, he couldn't help it, and said with a trembling voice, "It's too painful. Go and ask the nurse to give me an injection to stop the pain?"

"Dad," Su Hanyan leaned close to him and said warmly, "I know you are in pain, but the pain relief needle is not conducive to wound healing. The doctor's advice is that if you can tolerate it, it is best not to fight! If it really feels unbearable , Then I'll call a doctor, what do you think?"

Su Dajiang closed his eyes again, pursed his lips, did not speak for a long time, and seemed to have to bear it.

"Dad, let me tell you something about the neighborhood when you were away? Divert your attention..."

Su Dajiang nodded slightly.

Su Hanyan smiled and was about to speak when he saw that he was clutching the sheets under him with both hands, sweat stains drenched from under his palms.

She was startled, reached out her hand to hold her father's palm, and whispered: "When you are not at home, the neighbor Aunt Ma often comes to help..."

Su Hanyan stared at Su Dahe's eyebrows, with a low and gentle tone. Slowly, she found that her father's frowning brows gradually loosened, and the strength of her hands also decreased.

Gradually, his breathing started to stabilize and gradually became a long and even state.

Phoo~

Finally fell asleep.

Su Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief, trying to put her father's arm under the quilt, she lowered her head and was surprised by the scene in front of her.

Between the hands she and Su Dahe held, there was an extremely faint blue light flashing.

what is this?

When she let go of his hand, she realized that the light in this hand actually came from her. Just when she wondered where the light came from, the light gradually dimmed, and soon it went out...

Su Hanyan, who was also sleepy, couldn't sleep anymore. Her interest was aroused by this strange thing. The whole night was studying how the light on her hand came from, and what's the effect...

Unknowingly, white fish belly appeared in the east, the long night passed, and a new day came.