Chapter 13: Blue Light in the Palm

"Dad." Su Hanyan smiled, put the fruit on the bedside table, pulled a stool to sit down, and held his hand, "Do you feel better?"

"Good, very good..." Su Dajiang said with cracked lips, his eyes gazing back and forth at Su Hanyan's face, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at her. "You've grown into a big girl, and you're much prettier now than when you were a child."

"Girls change a lot when they grow up." Su Hanyan smiled, opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a few cotton balls, dipped them in warm water and gently wet the corners of her father's mouth, "Do you feel better?"

Su Dajiang closed his eyes and smiled.

Wei Guiqin saw that the father and daughter got along so well, and for some reason, she felt a little redundant. Seeing that it was getting late outside, she decided not to stay here for long and got up to leave.

Before leaving, she told Su Hanyan: "Take good care of your father. I will take over early tomorrow morning."

"Yeah." Su Hanyan responded.

The night deepens.

The corridor of the inpatient department gradually became quiet, with occasional painful groans from postoperative patients. Su Dajiang was in a state of half asleep and half awake, wanting to fall asleep but unable to.

The effect of the anesthetic had long passed, and a sharp pain came from the wound in the abdomen. The pain continued, and even a slight cough would cause unbearable pain in the wound.

Seeing that he was frowning and beads of sweat were oozing out of his forehead, Su Hanyan knew that he must be in pain and discomfort.

"Yan Yan." Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and said in a trembling voice, "It hurts too much. Can you call the nurse to give me an injection to relieve the pain?"

"Dad," Su Hanyan approached him and said softly, "I know you're in pain, but painkilling injections are not good for wound healing. The doctor's advice is that if you can bear it, it's best not to get it! If you really find it unbearable, then I'll go call a doctor, what do you say?"

Su Dajiang closed his eyes again, pursed his lips, and didn't say anything for a long time. It seemed that he was going to endure it.

"Dad, how about I tell you about some of the things that happened in the neighborhood while you were away? It can help distract you..."

Su Dajiang nodded slightly.

Su Hanyan smiled and was about to speak when she saw that he was clutching the bed sheet tightly with both hands, with sweat seeping out from under his palms.

She was startled, reached out and held her father's hand, and whispered: "When you are not at home, our neighbor Aunt Ma often comes to help..."

Su Hanyan stared at Su Dahe's brows, her voice soft and gentle. Slowly, she found that her father's frown gradually relaxed and the strength in his hands also decreased.

Gradually, his breathing began to stabilize and become long and even.

Phew~ I finally fell asleep.

Su Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to cover her father's arm under the quilt. When she lowered her head, she was surprised by the scene in front of her.

Between her and Su Dahe's clasped hands, an extremely faint blue light flashed.

What is this? When she let go of his hand, she realized that the light on his hand actually came from her. Just as she was wondering where the light came from, the light gradually dimmed and soon went out...

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Su Hanyan, who was originally feeling sleepy, could not sleep. Her interest was aroused by this strange incident. She spent the whole night studying how the light on her hand came from and what its function was...

Before we knew it, the sky in the east was turning pale, the long night had passed, and a new day had arrived.

(End of this chapter)