Chapter 33 The situation is getting worse

Su Dajiang had surgery, and it was really inconvenient for him to go out in the middle of winter.

Wei Guiqin and Su Hanyan supported him on each side, fearing that he would fall and tear his wound, which would be troublesome.

"Yan Yan, go ask your uncle Yuan to borrow that tricycle. Let's ride it. Your dad can't take the bus in this condition!" Wei Guiqin said.

"I think we should take a taxi." Su Hanyan looked at the cold weather. Wouldn't he get frozen if he took a tricycle? My dad just had surgery and his body is too weak to stand the hardship."

"Let's put up two more quilts." Wei Guiqin was calculating the money. After all, the third son had not yet married, so the money had to be saved for him.

Su Hanyan really admired her. She was so stingy that she didn't even love her husband as much as her son. She really had her heart completely devoted to her son.

"No need. Mom, if you can't bear to spend money, just spend mine. You guys wait, I'll go stop a car!" Su Hanyan let go of Su Dajiang and went out to stop a car.

Su Dajiang sighed in his heart, saying that daughters are like little cotton-padded jackets, which is absolutely true.

This daughter’s love was not in vain.

Soon, Su Hanyan came back, and the two of them went to the entrance of the alley, where a taxi was waiting.

The three of them then got in the car and drove straight to the First People's Hospital of Beijing.

Su Dajiang's surgery was performed by Jin Chen, who was also the attending physician. She thought it would be better to let Jin Chen do the post-operative follow-up and remove the stitches for Su Dajiang.

After the results came, I found out that Jin Chen was in the operating room again, so I had to find another doctor to check and remove the stitches.

Su Dajiang's wound was on his abdomen, so it was inconvenient for her to accompany him into the treatment room. Since Wei Guiqin was with him, she waited alone in the corridor.

The waiting time is always long. Just when she was bored, she heard a few screams suddenly coming from the nurses' station.

"Doctor Lu, what happened to Doctor Jin? Wasn't he fine before entering the operating room?"

"Why does Dr. Jin look so bad!!!"

"Are you okay?"

The nurses all rushed over, wanting to see what had happened to Jin Chen.

Everyone wanted to get closer, but no one dared to help easily. When Dr. Jin was sick or tired, his temper was particularly irritable, and most people did not dare to get close to him at this time.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone disperse!" Lu Feifan put one hand around Jin Chen's waist and grabbed the hand on his shoulder with the other hand, "Old Jin is too tired, he almost fainted on the operating table! Let him rest for a while."

The nurses looked at Jin Chen with worry, admiring him and feeling very sympathetic towards him at the same time.

Jin Chen had a splitting headache and the roaring sound in his ears was getting louder and louder, as if a war was raging in his mind, with deafening noises everywhere.

He was anxious, his limbs were weak, and he felt like he was trapped in a strange and weird world, as if he was in hell.

Although his eyes were open, they were dazed and his steps were heavy. This uncomfortable feeling was countless times more painful than death.

"Jin Chen! Old Jin!!" Lu Feifan felt the weight on his shoulders getting heavier and heavier. He knew that Jin Chen's condition was getting worse. "Can you hold on? Are you okay?"

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"Not bad." Jin Chen squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"Then you hold on a little, I can't hold on any longer!" Lu Feifan's face flushed red. Although this guy looks skinny, when he takes off his clothes, his muscles are all hard.

The combined weight of more than 100 kilograms of muscles and bones almost all weighed on him.

Su Hanyan was standing not far away, her inquiring eyes falling on Jin Chen's face. Just like last time, he was pale, with even more bruises under his eyelids, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked tired and in pain.

(End of this chapter)