Qiao Nian became annoyed when she heard his voice, but fortunately she came out of her own world.
She pursed her crimson lips, looked away from the CT scan, frowned, and suppressed her anger with a serious expression. She did not hide it from him: "It is difficult."
The orthopedic director suspected that she was here to make fun of him, and interrupted rudely: "It must be difficult. If it wasn't difficult, we would have performed surgery on him a long time ago. You looked at it for a long time and found that there was no other way except that the surgery was difficult?"
Ye Qichen did not faint after falling down the stairs. His face was pale with pain and his whole body was covered in sweat. Most children would have cried a lot.
But he was like a stubborn little donkey and refused to cry even after biting his lips until they bled. When he heard that the director of orthopedics was "bullying" his sister, he was so angry that he wanted to stand up to defend Qiao Nian.
"Get out! I don't want you to treat me! I don't like you, get out!"
"Uncle, let him out, let them all go out!"
He suddenly became emotional and refused to cooperate with the treatment, which frightened the nurse next to him, who hurriedly bent down to calm him down.
"Chenchen, don't move, lie down quickly."
"Yes, Chenchen, don't get up, don't touch your legs."
"Get out, all of you~!"
A child is a child, no matter how mature a child is, he is still just a five-year-old child.
No matter how well-behaved and patient he was in front of Qiao Nian, his body was in extreme pain and his self-control was not that strong, so it was inevitable that his usual irritable and temper-thumping side would be revealed.
"I don't want you to treat me!"
Ye Qichen's eyes turned red as he struggled.
He knew that he must be like a little madman at this moment, and he didn't want Qiao Nian to see his "mad" side, but he was in so much pain, his heart was so uncomfortable, and he wanted to cry.
Seeing that he suddenly became angry and stopped talking, Ye Wangchuan struggled hard, as if he wanted to run away.
With a frown on his face, he walked over quickly and pressed him down on the bed. His handsome face rarely showed any emotion, and he looked angry: "Didn't you hear the doctor tell you not to move? Don't you want that leg anymore?"
He was angry that Ye Qi Chen didn't take care of his body, so his tone was inevitably a little harsh.
Falling into the ears of the already wronged child, that kind of caring reproach became like a knife piercing his heart. He tore and bit his uncle, his scarlet eyes like a little wolf cub: "I don't want you to care about me, I don't want it anymore! I'm a cripple! A little disabled person!"
The doctors and nurses present were all heartbroken when they heard this.
Even the director of orthopedics felt sad.
Alas, it turns out that everyone in the world has their own troubles. This child was born into a noble family, so he was supposed to be at the end of his life when he was born. But so what? Status and money cannot buy health.
"Don't talk nonsense, I will definitely save your legs." Ye Wangchuan hugged him and let him bite. Unfortunately, he was a man after all, and his words were still hard and not so soft when it came to comforting others.
Qiao Nian felt sad, walked over and pulled him away, and said softly, "I'll do it."
When Ye Wangchuan saw that it was her, he made way for her.
She walked over, touched the little guy's head as usual, and asked him with a firm gaze: "Chenchen, do you believe your sister?"
With her comfort, Ye Qichen calmed down a lot, mainly because he couldn't bear to bite her, so his eyes were red and his face was as pale as paper that would break if touched.
"I... I'm a little cripple..." He knew that he would lose his left leg, and he didn't want his sister to bear the pressure.
(End of this chapter)