"Let's wait and see what the experts say after the operation." Shang Jingchi walked over and sat in the empty chair next to Wen Ran, and then fell into complete silence.
Changchang was so tired that he fell asleep in Wenran's arms.
He had been crying almost the entire day, and now that he had finally calmed down, Wen Ran didn't dare move, for fear of waking him up.
Three hours later, the lights above the operating room went out and Shang Beixue was pushed out by medical staff and sent back to the ward.
Everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
Shang Jingchi and Lu Jingchuan went over to discuss the condition with several experts, while Wen Ran held Changchang and placed him on the hospital bed.
As soon as he put her down, Changchang opened his eyes and said, "Sister, I fell asleep."
"Changchang, your mother's operation went smoothly. If you feel sleepy, just sleep a little longer. I'm here with you."
Changchang sat up from the bed and turned to look at Shang Beixue's bed.
Shang Beixue lay quietly on it, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her body, and the electrocardiogram monitor on the bedside table kept making a "beep, beep..." alarm sound.
Changchang didn't understand what the alarms meant, but he subconsciously felt that his mother was seriously ill.
He rolled over and got out of bed, ran over and lay down beside Shang Beixue's bed, "Mom, Changchang misses you so much, when will you wake up?"
Changchang wanted to cry but was afraid of disturbing Shang Beixue, so she could only cover her mouth and swallow her tears, but her tears kept flowing drop by drop.
Wen Ran felt so distressed that he walked over, squatted down beside Chang Chang, and wiped the tears from his face.
"Your uncle and Uncle Lu have already gone to find a doctor. Don't worry, Changchang. Your mother will wake up soon."
Wen Ran had just finished speaking when she heard the door open. She turned her head and looked at the door. Shang Jingchi and Lu Jingchuan walked in together.
"Changchang has congenital myocarditis and his immunity is much lower than other children of the same age. We can't let him cry all the time." Lu Jingchuan walked over and picked up Changchang.
Wen Ran also stood up and looked at Chang Chang and said, "Chang Chang was worried about his mother and refused to go back to sleep after waking up."
Changchang hugged Lu Jingchuan's neck tightly, and his little head was also pressed against Lu Jingchuan.
The doctor said that Shang Beixue will not wake up until tonight or tomorrow, and the subsequent treatment will have to wait until Shang Beixue wakes up, and the specific treatment plan will be decided based on the postoperative condition.
Lu Jingchuan thought it over again and again, then turned his gaze to Shang Jingchi.
"Brother, please take Changchang back to Xishan Villa. Xiaoxue hasn't woken up yet. Changchang will only be more sad if he stays here. I'm worried that Changchang won't get a good rest tonight. If something happens to him, Xiaoxue will be sad when she wakes up."
Shang Jingchi nodded. "I've already contacted a foreign expert. He'll probably be here tomorrow. My sister should be awake by then. No matter what, she must receive treatment."
"I will try to persuade Xiaoxue." Lu Jingchuan said.
Looking at Shang Beixue's current appearance, Lu Jingchuan felt as if his heart was being cut by something, and the pain made his limbs numb.
He put Changchang down, took a deep breath, and tried hard to force a smile.
In a coaxing tone, he said, "Changchang, why don't you go back and live with your uncle today?"
Chang Chang's childish face was full of persistence, "I want to wait for my mother to wake up!"
"I'll take care of your mother here. You can talk to her when you come over tomorrow. Be obedient, okay?"
Changchang lowered his head, bit his lips, held back his tears and remained silent.
"You take good care of Xiaoxue here, I'll come back tomorrow." After Shang Jingchi said that, he walked over, took Changchang's hand, and pulled him out.
Chang Chang looked back every few steps at Shang Beixue lying on the hospital bed. He was about to celebrate his eighth birthday and he felt that he was no longer a child. He knew that he was not as great as Uncle Lu or his uncle.
I can't help my mother with anything. The only thing I can do now is to be obedient.
Wen Ran followed Shang Jingchi out of the hospital.
Just as she was about to leave, Shang Jingchi stopped her and asked, "Can you stay at Xishan Villa for two days?"
Wen Ran raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why?"
"Changchang is still young. I'm afraid he will make trouble at night and I won't be able to handle it." Shang Jingchi said seriously.
As soon as he finished speaking, Changchang beside him raised his head and retorted, "Uncle, Changchang is very well behaved."
Shang Jingchi immediately wanted to reach out and cover Changchang's mouth, and the expression on his face was also very interesting.
Wen Ran burst out laughing, not knowing whether it was because Changchang was indeed a pitiful child, or because Shang Beixue, who was dying on the hospital bed, reminded her of her mother.
Wen Ran didn't refuse, "Okay, I'll leave when your sister gets better."
Shang Jingchi's mouth corners visibly rose. He opened the car door, let Wen Ran and Chang Chang sit in the back seat, and took them back to Xishan Villa.
It is summer now, and it is already seven o'clock in the evening, but it is not dark yet.
Wu Xiumei came out of the kitchen and saw Wen Ran holding a child. His eyes and eyebrows looked a bit like Shang Jingchi. Countless possibilities suddenly popped up in her mind.
"Miss Wen, this child?"
"He's my nephew, his name is Changchang." Shang Jingchi answered first.
Wu Xiumei let out a long "Oh~" and said, "I was so scared. I thought..."
Wu Xiumei didn't continue talking. She smiled and changed the subject. "I didn't know Miss Wen and the young master were coming. Let me cook a few more dishes and we'll have dinner later."
Shang Jingchi replied: "Don't worry."
He let go of Changchang and let him play freely in the villa. There were no toys in the villa, so the housekeeper Liu Zhengfeng took him to the underground garage to play with Shang Jingchi's car.
It seems like it’s natural for boys to like cars. After playing with them happily, I finally stopped secretly shedding tears.
"Have a couple of drinks with me." Shang Jingchi said to Wen Ran. Without waiting for Wen Ran to reply, he went to the bar and took a bottle of Romanee-Conti from the wine cabinet and placed it on the bar.
Wen Ran walked over but didn't sit down. He looked at the bottle and advised him, "Your stomach is not in good condition, so don't drink it."
Shang Jingchi seemed to be unable to hear Wen Ran's words. He opened the bottle and poured two glasses of wine. He pressed the base of the goblet with his index and middle fingers and pushed one of the glasses in front of Wen Ran.
"This wine is full-bodied, smooth, and has a hint of rose on the finish. You'll probably like it."
Shang Jingchi introduced it in a calm tone, without any expression.
Wen Ran didn't know why, but she always felt that there was a thin layer of sadness in his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes.
She sighed silently and patiently persuaded him: "I know you are worried about your sister, but drinking won't solve anything."
Shang Jingchi shook his head hesitantly. "It's not because of her, it's because of you. Ever since I went to the hospital, until just now, I've been scared."
"Afraid?" Wen Ran couldn't believe that these words came out of Shang Jingchi's mouth.
Shang Jingchi gently shook the wine glass, and the bright red liquid exuded an enticing aroma, stimulating the two people's sense of smell.
Shang Jingchi brought the cup to his lips and took a sip. The aroma instantly filled his entire mouth.
After a while, he continued.
"I used to think that as long as I wanted something, I could get it. Even if it wasn't mine, I had the confidence to snatch it away, like you."
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