Ye Yuwei pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyes.
Lu Qichuan put away his cold joke and took back his hand, "I am an uncle of the People's Liberation Army. Although I have retired, I should protect the people. I am not seriously injured, so I will not stay in the hospital. Sichen I don’t feel reassured that they are at home, so I will go back first.”
Ye Yuwei nodded and watched Lu Qichuan turn around and leave.
"Brother Lu." Ye Yuwei suddenly shouted.
Lu Qichuan turned back with a smile.
Ye Yuwei paused slightly, still remembering that when she first met Lu Qichuan many years ago, she called Mr. Lu, and that's how he looked back at her.
In the blink of an eye, it seemed as though countless vicissitudes had passed, but one thing remained unchanged, that is, the smile he gave to himself when he turned around.
Ye Yuwei laughed quickly and walked a few steps to Lu Qichuan, "Otherwise, let your Sichen become our Xicheng's daughter-in-law."
Lu Qichuan raised his eyebrows, "That's a good suggestion. We can arrange a wedding with a baby when everyone is discharged from the hospital. Okay, go take care of Gu Juexi. I'm going back first. Don't think too much."
Ye Yuwei nodded and watched Lu Qichuan turn around and leave again. Her heart felt as if someone was holding it gently. It didn't hurt, but it felt sore.
After sending Lu Qichuan away, Ye Yuwei looked back at the direction of the operating room at the end of the corridor. Nalan Chunbo was still waiting there, and Ye Yuwei walked over.
"Brother." Ye Yuwei whispered.
Nalan Chunbo looked up at Ye Yuwei, "Why didn't you go rest?"
Ye Yuwei sat down on the stool, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Nalan Chunbo's bloodless face, "Shanshan's life will not be in danger."
Nalan Chunbo knew that Wenshan's life was not in danger, but she was in pain, and he felt sorry for her pain.
"I didn't protect her well." Nalan Chunbo blamed himself, "I never gave her the proposal I owed her, and I never gave her the wedding I owed her."
But now, no matter how advanced the technology is, the places burned by meteors are bound to leave scars.
Ye Yuwei thought of the large burn mark on Wenshan's arm, and was afraid that she would never be able to wear short-sleeved clothes again.
"Actually, if we don't do what we need to do in time, we will all regret it in the end." Ye Yuwei said in a low voice, "So, brother, when Wenshan wakes up, tell her everything you want to say and do. Bar."
Nalan Chunbo nodded and looked at Ye Yuwei, who was in low spirits, "Go and rest, you look very bad."
Ye Yuwei wanted to laugh. After so many things, how could she look good
So she did not insist on accompanying Nalan Chunbo, but stood up with the chair, and did not even persuade Nalan Chunbo to rest, because she knew this was impossible.
This night, the whole floor was eerily quiet.
That night, the obstetrics and gynecology department downstairs exploded in the early morning.
Xiao Yaojing finally started to have stomach pains in the early morning after worrying all night, and was rushed to the hospital by Assistant Wen.
It was half a month earlier than the due date.
Wen Tao changed into sterile clothes and followed him into the delivery room. Parents were waiting outside. Ding Yuejia, a child, blinked his big eyes and followed his grandma, "Auntie, are you going to give birth to a little sister for me?"
Alas, if you can't wait for your mother, you can wait for your eldest aunt, or your younger sister.
Mrs. Ding reached out and touched her grandson's little face, looked up in the direction of the delivery room, then raised her hand to hold Mrs. Wen's wrist, "Sister, it's okay."