The intensive care unit where Jiang Lei was was almost constantly attended by doctors and nurses.
Jin Xuebin practically treated this place like his ho.
He was here twenty-four hours a day.
He didn’t even go to the ergency room. Mr. Feng gave him the green light to be specifically responsible for Jiang Lei, making him Jiang Lei’s attending physician.
No one knew what the other doctors were murmuring to themselves.
How did Jin Xuebin catch Mr. Feng’s eye?
He was given the green light, even though Jin Xuebin had been relegated to the ergency room as an ergency doctor because he was sidelined in the departnt.
Now he’s been made an attending doctor, and It’s not easy to push him back. Few people know the details, because after the surgery that day, Mr. Feng held an ergency eting.
This eting was limited to the nurses and doctors of the ergency room.
No one knew what was said in the eting, but that night, the doctors and nurses on duty in the ergency room kept their mouths tightly shut.
No one else knew what had happened.
After all, everyone’s attention was focused on that night when Mr. Feng called the surgical and internal dicine directors, who perford a splenectomy on a child.
Everyone knew this child, the child was a favored family mber that Mr. Feng had watched grow up.
Jiang Lei, as a patient, was almost unnoticed.
The postoperative recovery was excellent.
Jin Xuebin guarded Jiang Lei every day, and on the first day in the intensive care unit, Jiang Lei’s condition was quite as expected, very successful, with no complications or other symptoms.
The next day, he was transferred directly to a regular ward.
Three days later, Jiang Lei’s youth and strong physique contributed to his excellent physical condition.
When Jin Xuebin conducted the check-up, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly at how well Jiang Lei’s body had recovered.
This surgery was an exceptional success.
However, Jin Xuebin’s only concern was Jiang Xiaoxiao, who had not yet woken up.
She had been asleep for three days.
Not only did he visit Jiang Xiaoxiao’s ward every day, but even Mr. Feng did.
After all, it wasn’t normal for soone to sleep for three days and nights without waking.
Fan Xiuying and Jiang Laoshi were anxious and didn’t know what to do, their son had woken up, but now their daughter was asleep.
And without any warning or reason.
Had it not been for Song Moting continuously reassuring them, telling them that Jiang Xiaoxiao had no physical issues and that she was probably just exhausted and would wake up naturally, both parents might have been driven to panic.
At this ti, Mr. Feng in the hospital was really anxious.
In Xiao Cheng’s ward.
Xu ng looked at her son, who was still connected to an oxygen tank. After the surgery, the child had complications and now teetered on the brink of life and death every day.
Overwheld by grief.
The child was so young yet had to endure such painful tornt every day.
"Mr. Feng, how is Xiao Cheng’s condition now?"
Mr. Feng helplessly shook his head, "Don’t worry too much about the child’s condition, you must give him ti to recover. You know his weak constitution, his congenital heart disease.
This ti, the spleen ruptured from a fall from a height, and not only was the spleen injured, but other internal organs also suffered varying degrees of damage. The current situation is difficult to predict what will happen in the future. As long as he can co out of the intensive care unit, there is a 70% chance of a full recovery.
But be ntally prepared; during his ti in intensive care, his heart condition has flared up several tis. His current condition should have warranted a heart transplant long ago, but at present, the situation is not suitable for transplantation.
It’s better to go back and discuss it, make psychological preparations."
Not only Xiao Cheng was a child he watched grow up, but even Xu ng, he had watched grow up.
He really didn’t want to say these things, but he couldn’t deceive them; the patient’s family had to know the most realistic situation.
Xiao Cheng’s condition was indeed concerning.
Xu ng covered her mouth and cried out loud.
"What to do, what to do?"
Wu Pingjing hugged his wife tightly, comforting her.
"It’s okay! Xiao Cheng will certainly have the blessing of heaven. He will be alright, the child will get better."
He was their only son, and he had suffered greatly since birth. The child’s congenital heart disease required a heart transplant.
But heart donors were hard to co by.
The son struggled to live to the age of six, it was the result of the whole family’s painstaking efforts.
But now, it seed, the child couldn’t hold on.
Mr. Feng sighed.
...
Jiang Xiaoxiao finally opened her eyes, and for a mont, she felt disoriented.
She didn’t know where she was.
The walls were white, the sheets were white, the curtains were white, but only when she slled the disinfectant did she finally realize.
Yes!
She had fainted.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly, wondering why her body had beco so delicate now. Previously, she could go through three surgeries without issue, and now fainting after just one surgery.
Was this a sign that she shouldn’t be a doctor?
Or was this a repercussion of being reborn?
Having gained the benefit of rebirth, does it co with side reactions?
Like this fainting.
"You’re awake?"
A voice sounded.
Jiang Xiaoxiao then noticed Song Moting leaning against the head of the bed.
She hadn’t even moved, yet Song Moting realized she had woken, indicating that Song Moting had been watching her the whole ti.
She turned to look at Song Moting.
One glance startled her.
"What’s wrong?"
The usually handso Song Moting appeared disheveled and haggard now.
Slightly unshaven, with red, bloodshot eyes and dark circles, and a pale complexion, it made one’s heart ache.
Jiang Xiaoxiao reached out her hand to stroke the stubble on Song Moting’s chin.
"It’s okay! I’m fine, as long as you’re awake! Is there anywhere uncomfortable on your body? I’ll call a doctor to examine you."
Song Moting acted cautiously, as if afraid that he might break Jiang Xiaoxiao.
An ache welled up in Jiang Xiaoxiao’s heart.
"Brother Song, how long did I sleep this ti?"
If it wasn’t for exceeding Song Moting’s expectations, he wouldn’t be like this.
"Three days and nights! Just like last ti."
Song Moting answered gently, feeling reassured at seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao looking well-spirited.
In truth, he had so confidence that Jiang Xiaoxiao would wake up in three days and nights.
Knowing is one thing, but this kind of tornt absolutely makes one anxious day and night.
"No need to call a doctor, I know my body, there’s nothing wrong, and I feel great. Except for being a bit hungry, there’s no problem, just like last ti."
Jiang Xiaoxiao held onto Song Moting, unwilling to let him go to busy himself.
Song Moting looked very distressed.
Song Moting turned and held her closely, tightly as if afraid she would disappear.
"You scared to death, you know that? I was really afraid you would never wake up again. Let’s not do surgeries anymore, let’s not help treat people anymore. I can’t bear the feeling of losing you. I hope you can live healthily and happily by my side."
Song Moting held Jiang Xiaoxiao tightly. Who could understand the tornt of these three days and nights? If Jiang Xiaoxiao had to sleep for three days and nights every ti she helped others treat illnesses, he would rather Jiang Xiaoxiao not be a doctor.
Besides being a doctor, there are many other professions in this world.
Even if Jiang Xiaoxiao didn’t work at all, he could easily support his wife.
He couldn’t bear the feeling of possibly losing his beloved at any ti, watching Jiang Xiaoxiao sleep like that, her breathing growing fainter as if she might disappear at any mont.
That kind of feeling is a pain and tornt that no one else could imagine.
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