Jiang Zhining immediately squatted down and checked Song Ye's condition: "Where exactly does it hurt?"

"Here." Song Ye broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain, and his hand fell on a certain part of his abdomen.

"This is the appendix. It's probably acute appendicitis."

After Jiang Zhining finished speaking, she immediately picked up Song Ye and said, "Xixi, wait here. If Song Chen comes back, tell him that I will take Xiaoye to the hospital."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhining walked out quickly.

Walking to the gate of the military compound, Jiang Zhining sought help from the guards.

Seeing this, the guard immediately picked up Song Ye and rushed to the military hospital as quickly as possible.

After being sent to the hospital emergency room, the doctor quickly examined Song Ye's condition.

It was confirmed to be acute appendicitis, and because the condition was serious, surgery was required.

So Jiang Zhining took Song Ye to do a series of examinations.

When he was sent back to the ward after the examination, Song Chen rushed over holding Xixi.

"How is Xiaoye?" Song Chen asked anxiously.

"Acute appendicitis, surgery is required." Jiang Zhining answered concisely.

Once the test results come out, surgery will be performed immediately.

When he heard that he had to undergo surgery, Song Chen pursed his lips, with worry flashing in his eyes.

Song Ye's face turned pale with pain, his brows full of fear, and he begged in a trembling voice: "Mom, can I not have the surgery?"

Seeing the unconcealed uneasiness on that young face, Jiang Zhining sat down beside the bed and said, "No, that won't work. Acute appendicitis is usually treated with surgery, otherwise it will recur frequently and be very painful."

Song Ye was in so much pain that tears welled up in his eyes: "I don't dare to have surgery."

Jiang Zhining held his little hand and said gently, "Xiaoye is the bravest. Actually, the operation is not that scary. The doctor will give you an injection later. After you fall asleep..."

Jiang Zhining comforted him in a gentle voice, like a real mother.

Song Ye looked at her eagerly, feeling her concern, and the fear in his heart slowly dissipated.

"Our Xiaoye is a brave knight. He will definitely win this battle, right?" Jiang Zhining said with a smile.

Tears rolled down his eyes, and Song Ye nodded heavily: "Okay, I will listen to my mother."

"So good." Jiang Zhining caressed his head lovingly.

Just then, the nurse came in and said, "Little Song Ye, we are going to have surgery."

Song Ye's body trembled subconsciously, but when he saw the encouraging eyes of Jiang Zhining and Song Chen, he still tried to overcome his inner fear and raised his head: "Okay, I will be afraid."

"Wow, so brave." The nurse said with a smile, then pushed the cart and took Song Ye to the operating room.

"Mother Song Ye, please sign this consent form for surgery." The doctor handed her a piece of document.

Jiang Zhining took it and signed her name neatly.

Afterwards, he took Xixi and Song Chen to wait outside the operating room.

Looking at Song Chen who remained silent, Jiang Zhining was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Ye, is your life in danger?" Song Chen raised his head, and in his eyes, which were usually calm and peaceful, there was a rare worry at this moment.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhining comforted her, "Appendectomy is a minor operation and there's no danger."

Hearing her say this, Song Chen nodded: "Well, I believe you."

Then the lights in the operating room came on.

Song Chen stood behind her, feeling an indescribable sense of security.

Since Jiang Zhining is very busy, he is the only one who handles most of the problems that his younger brothers and sisters encounter.

But in fact, he is just a ten-year-old child, and he will also be nervous and afraid.

Suddenly, Song Chen noticed something.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Song Chen turned and ran out.

Jiang Zhining just glanced at it and then looked away.

She trusted him and knew he wouldn't run away.

Five minutes later, Song Chen ran back panting and stood in front of her.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Zhining looked at him in confusion.

Song Chen felt awkward and didn't know how to start, so he handed her the Band-Aid he was holding in his hand: "Your foot."

Jiang Zhining took it flatteredly: "Thank you."

I just ran for a distance while holding Song Ye in my arms while wearing high heels, and my heels were rubbed raw.

Unexpectedly, he noticed this small detail.

Jiang Zhining was just about to bend down when she realized that it was a little inconvenient to wear the cheongsam.

Seeing this, Song Chen took the Band-Aid back, then squatted down and put the Band-Aid on her heel.

"Song Chen, I don't see that you have the potential to be a warm man." Jiang Zhining said jokingly.

Hearing this, his face suddenly turned red and he silently shifted his gaze to the operating room to hide his nervousness.

Appendicitis is a minor operation, and Song Ye was quickly pushed out. The three of them pushed the cart back to the ward.

After the anesthetic effect wore off, Song Ye slowly woke up.

"Xiaoye, how are you?" Song Chen asked anxiously.

Song Ye tried hard to force a faint smile: "Brother, I'm fine. Mom, I'm not crying."

Jiang Zhining pinched his cheek: "Our Xiaoye is very brave."

Hearing her praise, Song Ye smiled happily.

No matter how minor an appendectomy is, it is still an operation, and Song Ye needs to be hospitalized for seven days.

So Jiang Zhining went back to the compound to pack some daily necessities and clothes.

After packing up her things, Jiang Zhining went to Liu Zhilan's house.

Her family had a stone mill, so Jiang Zhining took some beans and went to her house to grind some soy milk.

Then, I cooked some rice porridge.

By the time I finished all these and returned to the hospital carrying my bags, it was already very late.

After putting the things away, Jiang Zhining took out the thermal box.

"Song Chen, you and Xixi have this." Jiang Zhining handed him an insulated box.

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