Yu Yuehan didn't have any expression on his face, he just walked to her side and raised his hand to rub her head.
"It will be fine."
The simple four words, spoken from his mouth, are particularly convincing.
Even Shangxin had a smile on his face when he heard his words.
Surgery lasts a long time.
Nian Xiaomu got sleepy after waiting and was a little hungry.
At this time, she especially missed the steamed cake that Yu Yuehan ate up before she even took a bite.
Even with that, looking at him felt a bit unpleasant.
The fiancé who doesn't even give her a bite of steamed cake, I'm so disgusted...
Nian Xiaomu silently moved to the side, and just about to keep him away from her, she caught a glimpse of Special Assistant Yang walking towards them carrying several bags of food.
"What's the matter with you? Do you have something to say?" Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Yu Yuehan asked with downcast eyes.
Nian Xiaomu immediately changed "Don't touch me" into "I love you", and sincerely stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the corner of the mouth to express her encouragement.
Then before Yu Yuehan came back to his senses, he pulled Shangxin to sit on the chair at the door of the operating room and started eating.
Tang Yuansi's life and death were uncertain, and they just filled their stomachs casually.
The hands continued from day to night, and at nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, the door of the operating room finally opened.
The first to come out was the doctor from the hospital.
Taking off the mask, he immediately said happily, "The rescue was timely, and Mr. Tang's life was temporarily saved!"
Hearing these words, the people guarding the door of the operating room breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The doctor continued.
"The next few days are the key. As long as we can get through it, there is hope of surviving..."
After the doctor finished speaking, he told Shangxin what he should pay attention to.
But Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng haven't come out, maybe something happened...
Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to ask, two figures appeared at the other exit of the operating room.
It was Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng.
only…
Now the person sitting in the wheelchair has become Qi Yan, and his sterile clothes make him look a little less evil.
He had just finished the operation, so he didn't change out of his clothes, just put on a white coat casually.
With a tall and straight body, he was nestled in a wheelchair, and his expression looked a little aggrieved.
Frowning in displeasure, he kept saying something.
When they got closer, Nian Xiaomu heard clearly.
"It's just an operation. It's Tang Yuansi who's going to die, not me. I don't need a wheelchair!"
"I can walk by myself. You are the one who needs to rest now, Tan Bengbeng, are you trying to piss me off?"
"If you don't believe me, I can stand up and walk to show you right now..."
As Qi Yan said that, he was about to stand up.
Tan Bengbeng pressed his shoulders, pushed him back, and told him to sit down.
After more than ten hours of surgery, she looked tired, let alone Qi Yan who had been highly focused.
Tan Bengbeng glared at him, told him to calm down, and pushed him to Nian Xiaomu.
"Dang Yuansi's operation was very successful. There are doctors here to take care of him. We can all go back first."
She has a lot to say to Nian Xiaomu.
As for Qi Yan...
Tan Bengbeng looked down at him.
When he heard that she was going back with Nian Xiaomu, the man who had been swearing that he was fine just now and was about to stand up and jump, collapsed on the wheelchair in a second.
He reached out his hand pitifully and grabbed the corner of her clothes.
The air is like a gossamer.
"I'm so tired, I can't move, can you bear to leave me?"