Soon, the helicopter arrived at the rooftop of West China Hospital. The president of West China Hospital and the directors of all departments of the hospital were waiting on the rooftop, especially the lung experts.

The reason why West China Hospital was so well prepared was that before boarding the plane, Wu Haishen called the hospital to inform them, and also told them all of Si Ze's requests.

After the helicopter landed, the well-trained nurses and doctors took the old man down. Si Ze and Yan Mo followed closely and got off the plane.

"Dean, thank you for your help. You must save my grandfather. Please tell me what you need and I will get it for you." Si Ze shook hands with the dean and asked solemnly.

"It's my duty as a doctor to save lives. We will do our best to help." The dean said sincerely.

They also wanted to revive this God of Wealth. You know, the amount of money donated and spent by the old man of the Si family in their hospital every year is not a small amount for West China Hospital. What's more, he and the old man of the Si family are friends in many ways. For both public and private reasons, he also wants to revive the old man Si.

Yan Momo followed them silently and came to the operating room.

The dean and a group of doctors walked straight into the operating room without stopping. At the same time, Wu Haishen, the family doctor of the Si family, also went in because he knew the old man's condition best and he was also the most famous young doctor in West China Hospital.

Yan Mo and Si Ze were left outside the operating room.

"Hubby, don't worry, everything's okay." Yan Mo still said these words of comfort. Now those fancy words were useless. Apart from this sentence, she didn't know how to comfort him at this moment.

Although she knew that the old man treated her very well, and she was heartbroken and sad, this kind of affection was definitely different from the blood-related relationship between Si Ze and her.

She had never experienced the feeling of watching her loved ones slowly dying in front of her, but she could imagine that, for herself, if one day her grandfather and relatives became like this in front of her, she couldn't even imagine it. Just thinking about it made her feel that the air she breathed was pungent and irritating, making her feel unbearable pain.

This time Si Ze was really in pain, and it was the first time since he met Yan Mo that he did not answer Yan Mo. Maybe he really couldn't laugh, and didn't want her to see him sad. He didn't look at her sitting next to him, but sat down on the bench, looking at the operating room with the lights on from time to time.

He didn't answer, and Yan Mo didn't ask any more questions. He just stayed with him silently, waiting outside the operating room.

The wait lasted for two hours. During these two hours, Si Heng, who had not returned for several months since he was scolded by the old man when Yan Mosheng gave birth to three little ones, immediately put down the play he was doing and rushed back from outside.

Si Heng ran to the door of the operating room breathlessly and asked anxiously:

"Brother, how is Grandpa?"

Si Ze didn't even turn around, still looking at the closed door of the operating room.

Not hearing a response, Si Heng turned his gaze to Yan Mo and asked again:

"Sister-in-law, how is my grandfather?"

Yan Mo didn't answer immediately.

"What's wrong with you guys? Tell me!" Si Heng pulled off the hood on his head impatiently.

"Ah Heng, grandpa's condition is not very optimistic." Yan Mo shook his head and replied in a deep voice.

Si Heng didn't believe it: "Impossible. The last time he scolded me, he was still full of energy. How could he suddenly become so pessimistic?"

Speaking of this, Si Ze, who had been silent all the time, suddenly turned around and glared at his younger brother.

Feeling his elder brother's sharp eyes, Si Heng's voice stopped abruptly. He remembered that when he left for the last time that day, he heard the old man's heart-wrenching cough from the house. It turned out that there was already a reaction at that time, but he just didn't check it.

Si Heng lowered his head and blamed himself:

"I have no idea."

Yan Mo also felt Si Ze's anger, and quickly grabbed Si Ze's arm, saying, "Don't blame Si Heng, he really didn't know."

The last time Si Heng was scolded by the old man, he sneaked away again. That time, when the old man returned to the room, he vomited blood. The old man was afraid that everyone would worry, so he didn't tell them. It was she who accidentally saw Uncle Guan losing something and found out.

After this incident, Si Ze had been waiting for an opportunity to find Si Heng. However, he had cheated Si Heng once, and afterwards, Si Heng simply stopped answering his brother Si Ze's calls. This dragged on for several months.

Based on Yan Mo's understanding of Si Ze, the main reason why Si Ze wanted to beat his brother at this moment was that the old man had been talking about Si Heng all the time recently, but Si Ze couldn't get in touch with him, which caused the old man to feel regretful, so he wanted to beat his brother!

Yan Mo guessed that Si Heng probably found out about it after watching the TV report.

Perhaps Yan Mo's words worked, or perhaps Si Ze took into consideration that they were in a hospital at the moment, but in the end, he did not take any action and sat back in his seat angrily.

Si Heng refused to give up and shouted, "Brother, hit me!" Then he stepped forward, bent down, and with a "thump", half-knelt in front of Si Ze, waiting for his brother's punishment.

Now his heart was filled with deep guilt. He shouldn't have always talked back to the old man, nor should he have been angry with him. These were all his responsibilities. At this moment, he just wanted his brother to beat him. Only in this way would he feel better.

Yan Mo frowned: "Si Heng, get up."

"No, sister-in-law, let my brother beat me!" Si Heng insisted.

"What are you doing?" Yan Mo couldn't see through Si Heng's thoughts and said in strong disapproval:

"What kind of person is this? You feel guilty, so you want your brother to beat you up so that you can alleviate your guilt towards Grandpa. What do you think of your brother, and what do you think of Grandpa?"

Yan Mo restrained the other expressions on his face and said seriously:

"If you feel sorry for Grandpa, then make amends with him yourself. This is the filial piety that a descendant should have."

"But, grandpa..." Si Heng said uncertainly. He didn't know if he still had a chance to make amends.

At this time, Si Ze, who had been silent all this time, glared at his brother again and said firmly:

"Grandpa will be fine, he will definitely be fine." But the bloodshot eyes scared them.

Yan Mo was startled, his heart creaking, and he quickly agreed:

"Yes, we also believe that grandpa will be fine."

Si Heng had never seen Si Ze like this before, and he subconsciously agreed with Yan Mo's words.

Afterwards, Yan Mo didn't care that Si Heng was there. She hugged Si Ze and kept stroking his back with her hands, which calmed him down.

In this way, another hour passed by unknowingly.

Finally, just before dawn, the door of the operating room opened from the inside, and Wu Haishen walked out wearing sterile operating room gowns.