Gu Jinghong looked at Su Ying with burning eyes, and his smile became warm.
"Thank you, Su Ying. I'm happy now. For me, this is a very happy result. At least I can live on my own in a wheelchair and don't have to rely entirely on you and Du Feng."
Su Ying actually wanted to talk to him about artificial nerve implantation, mainly because the current technology has not reached that level. Otherwise, as long as there is an artificial nerve, Su Ying can perform another implantation surgery on him.
However, seeing Gu Jinghong's current situation made her very happy, she thought it would be better not to say anything for now and wait until she learned more about foreign technology. She wondered if they had any artificial nerves there.
The two talked in the room for a while, and then visiting hours came, and Xue Qiaolan and Old Mrs. Gu came in wearing protective clothing.
Because the ward couldn't accommodate too many people, Gu Huai and Gu Guodong were both left outside.
Su Ying turned around and saw Xue Qiaolan still holding the thermos in her hand, and she couldn't help but frowned.
I clearly reminded her just now, why did she bring her in?
Old Mrs. Gu quickly rushed to the bedside, held Gu Jinghong's face in her hands, and cried out in pain.
"Oh, Xiaohong, grandma finally sees you. How long have you not been home? Grandma misses you so much, poor little thing. The operation must have been very painful, right? It's still painful. It's your wife who performed the operation on you, so she must have been gentle. Is it a little more painful now?"
The corners of Su Ying's mouth twitched. She always felt that the old lady of the Gu family seemed a little cheerful. This personality was actually quite likable. And looking at Gu Jinghong's expression, he should also have feelings for his grandmother.
Chief Gu Wei didn't have a cold face, but his forehead was full of black lines. He shook his head desperately to escape from the clutches of the old lady.
Su Ying was afraid that he would move too much and tear the wound, so she quickly stepped forward to rescue his face from the old lady's hands.
"Grandma, he can't move around right now. It would be troublesome if he touches the equipment or his wound."
Su Ying lowered her head and saw that his cheeks were a little red from being scratched, so she rubbed them gently.
When Mrs. Gu saw them like this, she smiled with relief and said.
"Xiaohong, look, your wife loves you."
Feeling that Gu Jinghong was looking at her, Su Ying felt a little uneasy and coughed dryly.
Xue Qiaolan felt uncomfortable seeing their intimate interaction, which completely excluded her. She pushed Su Ying aside and stood in front of Gu Jinghong with the thermos bucket in hand.
"Third brother, you just had surgery, you need to eat something nutritious. I made you some chicken soup, you can drink some later."
When she spoke to Gu Jinghong, her eyes were a little evasive and she looked nervous.
Gu Jinghong then turned his gaze to her, but there was no tenderness in his eyes as before. He looked at Xue Qiaolan indifferently, or perhaps calmly, as if he was looking at a stranger.
"Thank you, but I don't need it."
Xue Qiaolan frowned. She had anticipated Gu Jinghong's attitude, so she remained calm. She spoke with deep meaning.
"Third brother, I know you still blame us, but given the circumstances back then, we had no choice but to make that choice. Do you really want to drag the entire Gu family down with you? You have to think about your family. If we had tried so hard to protect you back then, there wouldn't be a Gu family today."
Although Su Ying didn't understand what happened back then, she heard from Xue Qiaolan's words that they seemed to have given up on Gu Jinghong, so was this the rift between the Gu family and Gu Jinghong?
The old lady stood there, looking at Xue Qiaolan with disdain. She did not agree with their actions, but at that time... she was powerless to do anything.
Gu Jinghong glanced at Su Ying, then said indifferently to Xue Qiaolan.
"No, it's just that I have nothing more to say to you."
Xue Qiaolan had a painful expression on her face. She was very sad about the attitude of her son, whom she was once so proud of. However, they really had no choice at that time. Why couldn't Gu Jinghong think more about his family?
She sighed.
"You just woke up, so don't talk about this for now. Go and recuperate first and drink some chicken soup."
She put the thermos on the table and actually wanted to pour a bowl for Gu Jinghong to drink.
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