"It's just... we have to wait and see if we can survive the safety period tonight."
It took more than four hours of resuscitation for the old lady to finally save her life. During this period, everyone in the hospital was trembling with fear.
Xia Anlan said to the dean: "Thank you for your hard work."
He stretched out his hand to Yan Qingsi: "Qingsi, uncle is going to see your grandma."
Yan Qingsi bit her lip, stretched out her hand, and placed it in Xia Anlan's hand.
In fact, it's not good for her to be led by Xia Anlan at her age, but he really treats her as a child. The way he looks at her, that kind of doting, makes Yan Qingsi always feel like she is still a toddler. little baby.
Xia Anlan was kind to her, so Yan Qingsi naturally had no reason to refuse.
Walking through the long corridor, with a row of people following behind her, Yan Qingsi could hear no other sounds but the beating of her own heart.
Walking to the intensive care unit, Yan Qingsi saw a few people, including an old man with his back to them.
Xia Anlan walked over and called: "Father."
Mr. Xia turned around, saw Xia Anlan, and said excitedly: "An Lan, you are back, your mother..." When the old man saw Yan Qingsi in the middle of his words, he was stunned: "This..."
Xia Anlan smiled and said: "Dad, this is Qingsi, I brought her here."
He lowered his head and said to Yan Qingsi: "Qingsi, this is your grandpa, please call me grandpa."
Yan Qingsi's palms became sweaty, and she mustered up the courage to say, "Grandpa... Grandpa."
Yan Qingsi was particularly nervous when she called her grandpa. This was different from Su Lao Yezi. This was her mother's father, dear.
Xia Anlan felt Yan Qingsi's nervousness, took out her hand and patted Yan Qingsi's back gently, "Don't be afraid, this is your own family."
Mr. Xia's face was full of shock: "It's really... it's really... so similar..."
Xia Anlan said: "Yes, it looks very similar, because she is the granddaughter and a relative..."
"Brother Lan, are you back?" A female voice interrupted Xia Anlan with some joy.
Yan Qingsi saw subtle changes on Xia Anlan's face. She turned around and was stunned on the spot. This...this...isn't this a fucking game? Why is she here
Yan Qingsi's hands involuntarily grasped the corner of Xia Anlan's clothes, and suddenly all she could think about was the necklace.
What does the game's mother have to do with the Xia family...? Daughter
Mrs. You walked over quickly. She didn't dress like a lady when she was at You's house. She was very plain and simple. She just wore a pair of flat shoes. She didn't apply much paint on her face. She was a little haggard and had dark circles under her eyes. Holding an insulated water cup, he saw Xia Anlan's face was filled with joy: "Brother Lan, you just came from the airport, right? Isn't it too hard?"
Xia Anlan's expression was very calm, "It's okay."
Yan Qingsi heard some coolness in his tone, which was completely different from when he talked to her. She couldn't help but glance at Xia Anlan.
Xia Anlan smiled at her and touched her head.
Mrs. You handed the thermos water cup to Mr. Xia: "Uncle, take a sip of hot water first."
Mr. Xia sighed with emotion: "Rushuang arrived in the early morning and stayed here all night. She hasn't slept yet. She has been the hardest."
Yan Qingsi looked at Mrs. Yue again and called her uncle. It seemed that she was not the daughter of the Xia family.
Mrs. You glanced at the ward and said worriedly: "Auntie, how can I sleep in this situation?"