Zhu Qing appeared with his men quickly, and then left just as quickly.
The doctors who followed went straight to the preoperative preparation room, while the remaining bodyguards stood not far from Zhu Hao, ready to defend him.
Tang Song and Zhu Hao sat less than two meters away from the Fang family father and son.
Zhu Hao would occasionally glance at the operating room door, then deliberately ignore the burning gazes of the Fang father and son, look away, and stare down at their clasped hands.
Tang Song sat upright, glancing at the time every now and then. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Hao's lowered head, gently took her hand, and squeezed it comfortingly.
[Sigh~ The little one seems quite worried about her biological mother. I've already had Zhu Qing bring in all the cardiology specialists from the Tang family-funded hospital. Nothing will happen.]
Zhu Hao's eyes widened slightly as she looked at Tang Song, an incredulous light shining in her clear eyes.
Tang Song pursed his lips slightly and tightened his grip on her hand. "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Zhu Hao bit her lower lip and gently shook her head.
The moment she saw Zhu Qing arrive with the doctor, her heart settled down.
She knew that Tang Song would arrange everything properly and would definitely not let anything happen to Fang's mother.
For some reason, she had this inexplicable confidence in Tang Song.
Now, she feels more wistful than worried.
How could someone who was so lively and energetic just two years ago collapse so quickly?
This made her think of her adoptive parents.
Her adoptive parents are older than her biological parents. When she left home after taking the college entrance examination, her adoptive parents were in relatively good health. However, two years have passed, and because she works part-time every day and has little time, she rarely contacts her adoptive parents and doesn't know how their health is now.
And her younger brother, is he still as well-behaved and sensible as ever?
Two years have passed, and I don't know how much taller I've grown.
Zhu Hao lowered her eyes and stared blankly at Tang Song's warm hand.
【Oh dear~ The cub looks so lost and melancholy, it breaks my heart! I've never seen the cub like this before. Two years ago, when the Fang family forced her to marry, she didn't show this expression. Does the cub really care that much about her biological mother?】
[Ugh! What if the cub abandons me for her mother?!? This is so annoying! I don't want the cub to leave!!]
Zhu Hao's expression stiffened slightly, and the hand that Tang Song was holding struggled for a moment.
Tang Song's eyes were cold and distant, and although he used a little less force, his gaze was fixed on Zhu Hao's hands.
【No way! No way!? You don't want me anymore?! Awooo!! Awooo!!】
Zhu Hao's lips twitched, her palm facing upwards, her fingertips gently hooking Tang Song's index finger, and she sighed softly.
【Huh?! Oh, it's just a change of position! That's good! This works too!】
The tender, awkward interaction between the two was observed by the Fang father and son.
At this moment, Fang's father no longer looked haggard; his bright, shining eyes seemed to greedily suck Tang Song in.
Fang Ming remained relatively composed, though his whole body trembled with excitement.
The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of a few people breathing.
After an unknown amount of time, the operating room finally opened.
Zhu Hao quickly got up, pulled Tang Song forward, and nervously took out the text message she had prepared in advance from her phone, handing it to the doctor.
The Fang father and son, who had been weeping bitterly, have now completely forgotten their pretense and are no longer concerned about the outcome of the surgery.
Until the doctor said, "The surgery went smoothly, and you will be transferred to a regular ward soon. Family members, please wait here."
The Fang father and son then realized what had happened, and hurriedly raised their hands to wipe away their tears, which streamed down their faces. "Thank you! Thank you..."
The two even pushed aside the doctor's hand, took his hand, and thanked him repeatedly.
Zhu Hao was almost knocked over by the two of them, but fortunately Tang Song reacted quickly and caught her, pulling her into his arms while staring sharply at the Fang father and son.
Fang Ming caught a glimpse of Tang Song's displeased look out of the corner of his eye, and quickly nudged his father beside him, silently reminding him, "That's too much, that's too much."
The acting was a bit over the top; it almost hurt Zhu Hao.
Mr. Fang quickly turned around, wiped his red and swollen eyes, and looked at Zhu Hao apologetically, "Child... I was too excited just now and didn't notice. I'm sorry."
Zhu Hao curled her fingertips, shook her head slightly, and pulled Tang Song away directly, clearly not wanting to say another word to them.
Fang Ming watched Zhu Hao's somewhat resolute back as she walked away, his brows furrowing suddenly. He whispered in his father's ear, "Dad? Since Zhu Hao came today, she must still want to return to the Fang family. You and Mom should talk some nice words to her and apologize. Maybe she'll be willing to come back..."
"Shh..." Mr. Fang's face was stern as he sternly reprimanded, "Keep your voice down. Your mother and I know what to do."
Fang Ming fell silent, his gaze involuntarily falling on the two sofas in the corridor.
That was left behind by Tang Song and Zhu Hao. The bodyguards are packing up their belongings, preparing to move it away.
"Dad...did you see that? Just now, Zhu Hao and President Tang were interacting. President Tang's eyes were practically glued to Zhu Hao! He was treating her like a precious treasure, afraid she would melt if he held her in his mouth or break if he touched her. Even the chair she sat on was a top-quality leather seat."
"Tsk." Mr. Fang straightened up, staring at the direction Zhu Hao had disappeared in, his face full of confidence. "It's all thanks to our foresight in marrying your sister off that we've snagged such a wealthy husband!"
"Yes, yes, yes..." Fang Ming nodded repeatedly with a smug look on his face. "Let's go, Dad, let's go to Mom's ward first."
"Um."
*
Luxury private hospital room.
The spacious ward was furnished like a bedroom in a large apartment, without the pungent smell of medicine, but instead filled with a refreshing floral fragrance.
Zhu Hao sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Fang's mother, whose face was deathly pale, and a complex emotion rose in her heart.
The middle-aged woman in front of her was her mother, but they didn't have much affection for each other, though they weren't exactly strangers either.
Faced with the fragile and fleeting life of Fang's mother, Zhu Hao sighed with emotion.
Tang Song poured another cup of hot water and handed it to Zhu Hao. "Are you hungry? Should I ask Zhu Qing to buy something to eat?"
Zhu Hao took the cup, gently shook her head, lowered her eyes, took a sip of hot water, and moistened her dry lips. "Are you... tired?"
"I'm not tired, I'll stay with you." Tang Song sat beside her, his tail hanging down quietly, motionless, his eyes warily fixed on Fang's mother on the bed.
[Damn it! The doctors I brought just said the mother's illness isn't that serious at all!! Why would she need to go into the operating room?! It's a complete waste of medical resources!!]
Zhu Hao's eyes froze, and the hand holding the cup stiffened slightly.
Click.
The ward door opened, and the Fang father and son stood in front of it.
Whether from anxiety or excitement, Mr. Fang's face flushed red.
Fang Ming looked on incredulously, his gaze falling on Zhu Hao, and he murmured softly, "Little sister...you just spoke?"
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