Wei Aiguo thought everything would be fine after the surgery. He knew complications were possible, but the chances were low. But Song Yan was so worried; she truly loved Wei Ping too much. If she left, could Wei Ping and Wei An bear it? If Song Yan wasn't there… Wei Aiguo imagined the emptiness of the house. He felt terrible. He comforted Song Yan, assuring her everything would be alright. Song Yan looked at him coldly. Before her fall, she always looked at him with fear. After the fall, she mostly smiled ingratiatingly. It seemed like she'd been looking at him like this ever since she agreed to the divorce. Wasn't a divorce the only way for her to get what she wanted? Why was she looking at him like that? A thought flashed through Wei Aiguo's mind: she didn't want a divorce, but was that even possible? The nurse on duty chased them to the operating room door with hot water and found Song Yan a set of dry clothes. According to regulations, accompanying persons weren't allowed luggage, but seeing their predicament, an exception was made for them. Song Yan thanked her profusely.
The nurse waved her hand, saying that they had it tough too. They treated their nephew like their own son; they were truly admirable. The child's father was also remarkable. The hospital staff just wanted to help in whatever way they could.
Now Wei Aiguo understands why Song Yan played the victim to the doctor! The reason he was able to get the patch and why the doctors and nurses took extra care of him is because of this.
Song Yan disliked wearing strangers' clothes, but the damp clothes were too uncomfortable. So, she went to find a place to change. Having practiced medicine for many years, Song Yan knew that many doctors were willing to prescribe inexpensive yet effective medications. For patients in special and pitiful situations, they would offer assistance within their means. If you're all high and mighty, like you're loaded, well, then you can spend all your money at the hospital…
The operating room door didn't open until 2 a.m. The doctor said the surgery went smoothly, and blood supply to the incarcerated intestine had been restored well. Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief. She excitedly grasped the doctor's hand, tears streaming down her face, "Thank you, thank you!" Wei Ping had passed the first hurdle.
Because the county hospital's anesthesia capabilities were limited, they dared not use general anesthesia for children. Wei Ping used local anesthesia, and the child suffered terribly. Wei Ping's face was pale, and her hair was soaked with sweat. "Second Aunt, I was good, I didn't cry," she said weakly.
One sentence brought tears to Song Yan's eyes again. Local anesthesia can't be completely painless; the key is that there's still tactile sensation during the procedure. You don't feel pain when a scalpel cuts your skin, but you still feel the cutting sensation. Adults are terrified, let alone a little child like Wei Ping. "My darling is the bravest. When you're better, your auntie will buy you candy..."
The attending physician who performed the surgery on Wei Ping was surnamed Li. Dr. Li kept praising Wei Ping, saying, "I've never seen such a young child who doesn't cry or fuss and cooperates so well during surgery before."
When Wei Ping returned to the ward, he found his second uncle and aunt by his side. The child finally relaxed and quickly fell asleep.
Wei Aiguo stood silently beside them the whole time. "You should get some sleep too! I'll watch the child get his IV drip."
Song Yan did not refuse. She was filled with worry and fear, and after crying so much, she felt utterly exhausted…
Song Yan slept soundly until dawn. Her first thought was to check on Wei Ping. Wei Ping was already awake and seemed alright, but his face was twitching. "Is the incision hurting?"
Wei Ping pointed to the incision. "It hurts so much here!"
Post-operative wound pain is inevitable. And such a young child can't be given painkillers repeatedly. "My darling is a brave little man, you're the best! I heard the county supply and marketing cooperative sells rubber balls. I'll go buy you one when you're feeling better."
"Don't spoil the child like that." Wei Aiguo's words made Wei Ping's smile suddenly freeze.
Song Yan immediately became angry. "What does my relationship with the child have to do with you?"
Wei Ping nervously held Song Yan's hand. "Second Aunt, I was wrong. Please don't be angry with Second Uncle."
Song Yan suppressed her displeasure. She suddenly realized she shouldn't show her emotions in front of the child. "I'm not angry." Song Yan glared at Wei Ping again with her back turned, then went to wash her face. Wei Aiguo had stayed there another day, and Song Yan could tell he was very anxious. After all, there was his elderly mother who couldn't get out of bed and Wei An at home. "Wei Ping's condition has basically stabilized, and he's a very obedient child. You don't need to be here. Go back!"
Wei Aiguo bowed to Song Yan. "Thank you. If it weren't for you, Wei Ping might not have survived. Now I'm troubling you to take care of Wei Ping, and I'm truly grateful. I'll repay you for the medical expenses as soon as possible."
Song Yan would definitely do everything in her power to protect Wei Ping. She couldn't bear the thought of such a vibrant life disappearing before her eyes. As for Wei Aiguo's offer to return the money, she wasn't about to generously say she didn't want it back.
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