Chapter 833 "This anesthetic is really strong."

The aunt was a skillful person with a kind face, so Song Cun felt much more at ease.

"Girl, how dare you come here for surgery alone? You're so brave despite your young age. Are you afraid that your family will worry? You look like a sensible child."

Auntie said as she sat down beside Song Cun's bed.

Song Cun felt a little sad, smiled and said, "It's just a minor operation." After that, she paused and continued, "Auntie, don't worry, I'm in good health, and there won't be any problems with the operation. I can transfer my salary to you first."

Auntie laughed, "Are you afraid that I'll give up and abandon you again?"

Song Cun smiled sheepishly after his aunt guessed what he was thinking. He then asked, "Aunt, I'm going to be in the hospital for a week. The first three days will be difficult. Can you stay with me for at least three days?"

She felt like she was grabbing a life-saving straw, and once she grabbed one, she held on tightly and didn't want to let go.

"We're doing a conscientious job. If you, a little girl, had a family member by your side, you wouldn't have to spend this extra money. After the operation, you were lying in bed alone, looking pitiful, with no one around you and not even a sip of water to drink. How could I bear to abandon you?"

Auntie patted Song Cun's hand and said, "Girl, don't worry and have the surgery with peace of mind. Auntie will always be here with you."

Song Cun didn't know if he was touched by his aunt's words, but his eyes suddenly became sore.

"This child, why are you crying?"

The aunt quickly stood up and got her a tissue.

There was a temporary change in the operation time, and Song Cun was sent to the operating room half an hour earlier.

This was her first time in the operating room. Lying on the cold operating table, the moment the overhead light came on, Song Cun's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The nurse gave her a few injections and then put a mask on her. The second before she completely lost consciousness, the three words "Liang Zhouheng" flashed through her mind.

When Song Cun regained consciousness, her mind was in a state of chaos. She seemed to have had a big dream. She dreamed of the house she had rented in North City before, dreamed of Liang Zhouheng, dreamed of Jiang Yuan...

Tears kept flowing down the corners of her eyes, and she vaguely heard a male voice calling her name, "Song Cun, Song Cun..."

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, tilted her head and tried to look in the direction of the voice.

"Song Cun, wake up, the operation went smoothly."

She stared at the face blankly for dozens of seconds before slowly realizing that the man standing in front of the bed was Zhang Tiancheng.

"Are you awake?"

Zhang Tiancheng leaned over to Song Cun's face and said, "This anesthetic is really strong."

"Girl, are you really awake this time?"

Auntie's voice came from the other side of the bed.

Song Cun wanted to laugh, but the dull tingling sensation in her lower right abdomen prevented her from doing so. She just nodded.

Auntie: "I'm glad you're awake. You just opened your eyes, but you... weren't fully awake yet. You kept talking and crying. I tried to wake you up, but I couldn't. Are you thinking about something sad?"

Song Cun's throat was dry, and he struggled to speak out loud: "What did I say?"

The aunt raised her head and glanced at Zhang Tiancheng across from her without leaving any trace. She hesitated and replied, "I couldn't hear clearly. He said a lot and I can't remember it."

Song Cun didn't know what she had said that prevented her aunt from speaking in front of Zhang Tiancheng. She wanted to wait until Zhang Tiancheng left before asking.

The aunt continued, "Since your friend said he'll take care of you, can I leave now?"

Song Cun's eyes panicked, and he spoke with a hoarse voice: "Don't go, Auntie."

She turned to look at Zhang Tiancheng, "Manager Zhang, thank you for coming to see me, but there's really no need to bother you with taking care of me. I'm not used to it. I've already made an appointment with Auntie, and she will stay here to take care of me until I'm discharged from the hospital."

Zhang Tiancheng looked at her thoughtfully and sighed, "Okay, then you should be careful. The wound may hurt more after the anesthetic wears off. After four or five in the afternoon, you can eat some liquid food. You can get out of bed and walk around moderately tomorrow to prevent..."

"To prevent intestinal adhesions, I learned about the precautions for surgery in advance, but thank you for your reminder."

Song Cun looked at him calmly, and his intention to drive him away was very obvious.