The operating room lights finally went out. More than seven hours had passed since the surgery began, and the time had already reached 2 a.m.
"The surgery was a success." Fu Yun Shen walked out wearily, plopped down on a bench, and gulped down several mouthfuls of water that Wu Ya handed him. "However, the first 24 hours after the surgery are a high-risk period. You'll likely have a high fever. Once you get through this period, your condition will be basically stable, and then we can perform a second surgery depending on the situation..."
As they were talking, Nangong Jue was wheeled out of the operating room.
Le Yao was the first to get up and chase after him: "Nangong Jue, how are you?"
However, the person was lying there with their eyes closed, still unconscious.
"The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet; he probably won't wake up until tomorrow morning."
Le Yao then fell silent.
Nangong Jue was sent to a sterile ward, so everyone could only watch from outside through the glass.
“He can leave the sterile ward once he passes the critical period, and then we can visit him freely. But not now,” Fu Yunshen comforted everyone. “However, it’s getting late, so you should all go back and rest. There’s no need for anyone to stay here. I will send someone to take good care of him.”
"Can he eat?" Le Yao asked.
"Not yet, we have to get through this dangerous period first." Fu Yunshen shook his head.
Le Yao sighed, said nothing more, and left with the others.
After washing up and resting for a few hours, Le Yao got up early in the morning and made a bunch of delicious food. Then she went to the hospital to see Nangong Jue. She was told that he had woken up, but then fell asleep again.
Le Yao was relieved and took the food to treat Fu Yun Shen.
"Oh dear, if I had known the treatment would be this good, the Duke should have gotten injured a few more times... Ouch... Hey, Alan, what are you doing?"
Before Fu Yun Shen could finish speaking, he was hit on the head. But that wasn't the main point. The main point was that Le Yao was already clearing away the plates. He immediately panicked because he hadn't eaten yet.
"What kind of jinx are you?" Le Yao glared. "What do you mean by getting hurt a few more times? Are you hoping he dies? You're such a fake brother. I'm not giving you any of my food."
"I was wrong." Fu Yun Shen became even more anxious upon hearing this and hurriedly went to block the office door. "I had a loose tongue. I wish Your Excellency a long and healthy life, as boundless as the Eastern Sea and as enduring as the Southern Mountains..."
Le Yao's lips twitched. This guy really knows how to go to any lengths for food. Listen to him, he even came up with birthday wishes.
"Sister Lan, please, don't take it away. Look, I've already tasted a bite of everything. I can't give it to anyone else, right? It's such a waste to throw it away. That's a waste of food. Mommy taught us from a young age that wasting food is shameful."
Le Yao raised an eyebrow slightly: "Can't I feed the dog?"
"It's okay, you can feed me."
Le Yao: ...
In the end, Le Yao did not take the food away but put it back.
"Sister Lan is so beautiful and kind-hearted," Fu Yun Shen said, praising her between bites. "She's practically a fairy descended to earth..."
Le Yao rolled her eyes: "Can't all that food shut you up?"
Fu Yun Shen chuckled twice, then buried his head in his food.
"Dr. Fu!" Just then, a nurse rushed in. "The patient has a high fever again, but physical cooling methods are not working at all..."
Fu Yun Shen threw down his chopsticks and ran out.
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