Chapter 93 A Long Operation
Gao Hong hurried to the old lady's side, looking anxiously.
"Mom, why did you come here alone? At least tell us when you came out. We are so worried."
Gu Guodong and Xue Qiaolan both looked towards the operating room. The corridor was dim, and only the red light above the operating room was the most glaring.
Xue Qiaolan subconsciously grabbed Gu Guodong's arm and held the wall with her other hand. She took a deep breath to make her face look less serious.
Gu Guodong supported her, his eyes were complicated, and he whispered softly.
"It's probably some kind of reconstructive surgery, and it will be out soon."
Xue Qiaolan looked at him, and suddenly veins popped up on her neck, and tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
No, she knew it wasn't the kind of reconstructive surgery she'd had before. This time, he might die on the operating table.
Gu Jinghong is her son, the child she gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy. No matter how cruel the words were, she still felt sorry for him and hoped that he would be well. She did not dare to face the death of her son, so she resisted going to the hospital.
Gu Huai's expression became complicated as he listened to his father's words.
He walked up to Du Feng and handed him a cigarette.
Du Feng quickly finished the last bite of rice in the lunch box, covered the lunch box, and followed him to the corner to smoke.
Du Feng took the cigarette and lit it, then said, "Wow."
"The old lady has been here for more than eight hours. She just had dinner and rested for a while. She seems to be in good spirits."
Du Feng was actually worried just now. The old lady was old and she was an old revolutionary supported by the country. If something happened here, not only the Gu family, but also the retirement home would come to him to ask for an explanation.
The arrival of the Gu family made him feel relieved.
Gu Huai took a puff of his cigarette, leaned against the stairs, and asked.
"Hasn't his wife come out yet?"
Du Feng exhaled a puff of smoke and shook his head.
"No. My sister-in-law is the lead surgeon. The senior professors are just assisting. My sister-in-law...can't leave the operating table. She said before she went in that she wants to perform the entire operation herself."
Gu Huai sighed and murmured softly.
"It's rare for the third brother to find someone who truly loves him. But she's so frail. It's been going on for so long now. Can she hold on?"
Du Feng didn't know either, but there was nothing he could do. No one else could help her, and no one could replace her except herself.
He suddenly understood why his sister-in-law had slept every day in the days leading up to the surgery, climbing the stairs and playing childish finger games. It turned out she was preparing for the surgery.
The two were silent for a while, only the lingering smoke was floating around them, like rootless duckweed.
Du Feng took the last puff of his cigarette, put it out, and returned to the operating room.
Everyone in the Gu family sat around the old lady. Gu Guoqing and his wife were persuading the old lady to go back, while Gu Guodong and his wife sat there in silence, and their daughter looked at the operating room with a worried look on her face.
Everyone had a different expression, but Du Feng couldn't tell which of them were being sincere and which were fake. He didn't say anything. He wouldn't care about the family members that the leader didn't like.
By eleven o'clock in the evening, the old lady was covered in cold sweat and was on the verge of collapsing.
Gu Guodong no longer agreed to her request and, along with his brother Gu Guoqing, forcibly carried the patient to the ward. Gao Hong and Aunt Gu Jinghong's family had already returned home.
Seeing that the old lady was about to leave, Xue Qiaolan quickly stood up and was about to follow her.
Gu Huai called out.
"Mom, don't you want to see the third brother? This might be... the last time."
Xue Qiaolan's body trembled and she almost fell to the ground. She clenched her fists tightly and stood there motionless.
Du Feng looked at them coldly and suddenly felt that these people were not as good as the paranoid Miss Liu. At least she was someone who truly cared about the leader, but his family members, even his biological mother, what kind of people were they?
At night, Su Ying began to feel exhausted. She relied on nutrient solution to keep herself going, but her eyes were so blurry that she could hardly see the tiny nerves. Such repair was too difficult and required absolute precision without any mistakes. She stopped her hand, quickly closed her eyes, and then opened them to continue working.
The old professor, who had already worked two shifts, saw her like this and whispered some advice to her.
"Rest for a while. We'll stabilize his wound first. You can rest for a while before continuing."
The old professor knew that he could not continue the operation on Su Ying, but he believed that he could still help her stabilize her current condition.
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