Cheng Yankai couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly.
He stared at the girl on the screen, his eyes filled with complex emotions such as jealousy and annoyance. He was jealous that Shi Qinglan had climbed to a high position at a young age, and regretted that he had missed the opportunity...
But no matter what, everything is in vain.
The cheers from the Imperial Hospital were for Shi Qinglan, and this honor was also awarded to her and the surgical team, and had nothing to do with him.
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Meanwhile, in the corridor outside the operating room.
Bo Yucheng paced back and forth, his thin lips pursed tightly, and from time to time he raised his eyes to glance at the closed door of the operating room, his eyes as black as paint showing a faint anxious look.
Neither Shi's family nor Jiang Yan left yet.
Until the "in-surgery" light suddenly goes out—
Bo Yucheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he cast his eyes again on the door of the operating room. The door, which had been closed for several hours, was finally opened, carrying the hopes of everyone in the corridor.
"It's out, it's out." Shi Qing'an also became nervous.
Shi Qinglan walked out of the operating room. The blue surgical gown was dripping with blood. The contrast between scarlet and sky blue instantly shocked the eyes and shocked people...
"Lanlan!" Bo Yucheng's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
He immediately walked up to the girl in a hurry, grabbed her arm with his big hand, but did not dare to use force. His eyes kept lingering on her body, and the anxiety and tension in his eyes became more and more intense.
No matter whose blood the girl has on her body...
For him, I'm afraid it won't be a good outcome.
"Lan'er." Shi Qingjue also frowned tightly. When he saw his sister walking out of the operating room covered in blood, his chest suddenly tightened and his breathing suddenly froze.
The girl-controlled heart made him throw away his rationality and judgment...
It almost made him forget that his sister was a doctor, and even if there was blood on her body, it would usually only be the patient's blood.
Shi Qingan's eyebrows were solemn, "What's going on? Whose blood is on your body? Did the operation go smoothly?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Shi Qinglan.
Shi Qinglan raised her eyes to look at them, and finally cast her eyes on Bo Yucheng. Those delicate eyes were shining with stars, so clean and clear that they seemed to bear all expectations.
"The operation went well." There was a smile in her eyes.
A clear and determined voice followed soon after, and she raised her hand to take off the medical mask, her red lips curved slightly.
She knew that Bo Yucheng must be waiting anxiously outside the operating room.
So he didn't have time to change out of his surgical clothes. He just took off his bloody gloves and rushed out to tell him the news.
"Then this blood..." Shi Qing'an was still as nervous as a fool.
Shi Hongxuan squinted at him with disgust, "Your sister is the chief surgeon and just came out of the operating room."
The implication is to tell him that there is nothing to worry about.
If this was really Shi Qinglan's blood, what he was in the operating room just now might not have been an operation, but a murder scene.
But Shi Qingan was confused, "...so what?"
If he was cut by a scalpel or something, it would be normal to bleed a little. Couldn't he be worried
Shi Qingjue and Shi Hongxuan were too lazy to pay attention to this fool.
But everyone is already a little tired.
It was already night when Bo Chengru was sent to the hospital. After an emergency rescue operation, five hours of staring at the source of the liver, and another four hours of liver transplant surgery...
The starry sky has gradually disappeared, and the sky is turning white.
As the person who worked the hardest among them, Shi Qinglan's clear brows also had a hint of tiredness, especially when the operation was finally over, and the tight strings in her brain could not help but relax.
"Grandpa Bo will be sent to the ICU for observation for a few days. Liver transplantation is a major surgery after all. After confirming that he has no rejection and his vital signs are intact, he can be transferred to the general ward."
Shi Qinglan raised her eyes and looked at Bo Yucheng with a soft voice.
Her eyes were a little red, her brows were full of tiredness, and her face didn't look particularly good from staying up all night.
"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded solemnly, frowned slightly and held up the girl's face, gently rubbed the end of her eyes with his fingertips, and coaxed softly, "Leave the other things to me, you go and rest first."
The girl's tired look made him feel very sad.
She had been reading papers and collecting information to prepare a surgical plan some time ago. She had stayed up for several nights and was forced to sleep by him. Today was an unprecedented torment.
"I'm fine." Shi Qinglan shook his head gently, "I want to follow up with the ICU to observe Grandpa Bo's condition first. If there are any adverse reactions after the operation, I can be in time... ah!"
But before the girl finished speaking, she suddenly felt her center of gravity tilted, and then her body felt like it was hanging in the air.
Bo Yucheng bent down and picked up the girl.
He frowned tightly, "The situation in the ICU can be watched by other doctors. You can go and rest immediately."
The man's tone was so domineering that no one could criticize him. His brows and eyes had a rare stern expression, leaving him no room for choice.
Shi Qinglan pursed her red lips lightly, "But..."
"No buts." Bo Yucheng interrupted the girl in a deep voice. He looked down at the person in his arms and saw that her expression was really bad. "I'll have someone arrange a rest room for you."
Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's fair and tender cheeks puffed up.
She tilted her head, rested her head on the man's shoulder and rubbed it gently. Knowing that she would definitely not be able to defeat him, she could only purse her red lips and say reluctantly, "Okay then."
Anyway, Bo Chengru should be fine.
She is quite confident in her surgery. The probability of postoperative infection should be extremely low, because it is normal for minor rejection to cause some adverse reactions, and other doctors can also handle it. Besides, Jiang Boning and Jiang Ci are still there...
"Master Bo is right, you should go and rest."
Shi Qingjue's eyes also condensed, "I haven't slept all night and have been busy. Don't make my brother feel bad, okay?"
Hearing this, Shi Qinglan could only nodded obediently.
She raised her eyes and looked at her family, "You haven't slept here all night, especially since grandpa is not in good health. You should go home early and rest. Acheng should be able to cope here."
The girl said and looked sideways at the man holding him.
Bo Yucheng nodded slightly and said, "Well, Mr. Shi and his uncle and aunt should also go back and rest early."
Hearing this, Shi Fu's tense expression relaxed a little.
He was the same age as Bo Chengru, and he had also been tortured by illness. He felt the same way when he was waiting outside the operating room. Now that he knew that he was fine, he felt a lot relieved...
Shi Fu nodded humbly, "Then please help Xiaobo take care of Lan Yatou and let her have a good rest. Master, I will go home first to catch up on my sleep."
As I get older, I really can’t afford it.
(End of chapter)