After the hemostat was released, the previously dormant brain tissue slowly and energetically began to pulsate again. At that moment, everyone in the operating room smiled with relief.

Fortunately, the surgery was successful.

But for patients with traumatic brain injury, a successful surgery is only the first step.

There is a possibility of many complications, such as hydrocephalus, lung infection, etc., almost any of which can be fatal after surgery.

"Let's start stitching; the real battle is yet to come."

......

The operating room lights were still on, and Fuying sat in the waiting area, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

This was the first time she felt time was passing so slowly; every second was incredibly agonizing and painful for her.

Mo Feng was called away by the nurse to complete the relevant procedures, with only Old Li by his side.

“Child, this surgery will take a long time. Your injuries need to be treated. Come on, let me bandage you up,” Old Li said, getting up.

Remembering Gu Momo's instructions, and knowing that Ye Sijue would need her care after his surgery, Fu Ying knew she absolutely couldn't fall ill before him. So she obediently got up and followed in Old Li's footsteps.

Mr. Li brought Fuying to the nurses' station, asked a nurse to bring a medical kit, and sat in the rest area to personally apply medicine and bandage Fuying.

"You have a deep wound behind your elbow that needs stitches. I'll give you local anesthesia first," said Old Li, as he began rummaging through his medical kit for anesthetic.

"No need, Elder Li. It's just a minor injury. You can stitch it up directly. I can bear it," Fu Ying refused through gritted teeth.

Ye Sijue endured a full twenty minutes of torture for her sake and is still lying in the operating room now. Compared to him, what is this little injury?

She wanted to feel this pain, not only because of Ye Sijue, but also because she hoped that physical pain could suppress the pain deep in her heart.

"Son, have you thought this through? It will hurt a lot if you don't get local anesthesia."

Fu Ying gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. "Come on, Old Li, I can do it."

When the suture needle pierced her flesh and the cosmetic thread passed through her skin, she trembled with pain and broke out in a cold sweat.

Despite the intense pain, she felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe.

Along the way, Fuying noticed that everyone in the hospital respected the old man in front of her, and she inexplicably developed trust in him.

She's not someone who likes to confide in strangers, but at this moment, she felt that if she didn't express her thoughts, she would go crazy.

"Old Li, I want to know, is there any hope for Ye Sijue?" Her voice trembled with pain as she looked at Old Li with tears in her eyes, trying to get a glimmer of hope from him.

She knew perfectly well what it meant to have Sister Momo perform the surgery. The situation inside the operating room was something she could never have imagined, but she just wanted to see a little bit, even the slightest possibility.