Sun Guixiang jumped up suddenly as if she was electrocuted, and rolled and crawled to the doctor.
His cloudy eyes were filled with extreme fear and humble pleading: "Doctor! Doctor! My little friend... he... how is he? Ah? How is he?"
Her voice was shaking, and her skinny hands were tightly grasping the cuffs of the doctor's white coat, as if she was grabbing at a life-saving straw.
The doctor looked at the old woman in front of him, whose eyes were red and swollen and almost unrecognizable from crying, with deep sympathy and solemnity in his eyes.
"Old man, don't get excited. The operation... was very difficult, but it's finally completed. The wound has been re-stitched and the heavy bleeding has stopped. He is out of danger for the time being. But..."
"But what?!" Sun Guixiang's heart instantly rose to her throat, and her voice was sharp and piercing.
"This time... he is in too much danger!" The doctor's tone was extremely heavy.
"The intense fight of one against three was a devastating blow to his body, which had just recovered from his serious injuries!"
"Multiple lacerations at the sutured wounds of my internal organs. The displaced sternum fracture has bruised a lung. I've lost a tremendous amount of blood! My body is extremely weak, and multiple organs are alarming! The recovery period will be extremely long, and... the consequences are severe!"
The doctor took a deep breath and said in an undeniably serious tone, "His physical foundation will suffer permanent and irreversible damage."
"His cardiopulmonary function will decline severely, and his nerve sensitivity to pain will increase abnormally, making even the smallest injury or pain unbearable for him... Moreover, this lung contusion may leave him with chronic pain and susceptibility to infection."
He...he may have to live with illness and weakness for the rest of his life.
The most meticulous care must be used and there can be no mistakes!
Permanent, irreversible damage...a lifetime of pain and weakness...
Her eyes went dark, her body shook violently, and a fishy-sweet taste surged in her throat.
Her "little friend"... such a proud and strong-willed "little friend"... will always be in pain?
It's all because of those three damned bastards! It's all because of that "Ye Er Ye" who deserves to go to hell!
Her skinny fingers dug into her palms so tightly that they almost drew blood.
"I... I understand... Thank you, doctor... Thank you..." Sun Guixiang struggled to stand steady, her voice hoarse as if sandpaper was rubbing against her, and every word was tinged with blood and tears.
When Ye Qingliu was pushed out, Sun Guixiang almost pounced on him.
He was still unconscious, his face paler than paper, with a dead gray look.
His lips were bloodless and cracked, and his brows, even in his sleep, were furrowed into a deep "chuan" shape, as if he were enduring the pain of purgatory.
There were more tubes and monitoring equipment connected to his body, and thick white gauze wrapped around his chest, waist and abdomen. He looked so fragile that he seemed like he would break at the slightest touch.
Sun Guixiang carefully stroked the back of his cold hand with trembling hands.
The cold touch made her heart bleed.
She took off her old cotton jacket that still held her body temperature and gently covered his exposed arm where he was receiving an IV drip.
Back in the familiar VIP ward, the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and disinfectant.
Sun Guixiang stayed by the bedside all the time.
She stopped crying, and in her cloudy eyes there was only a solidified, deep heartache and a rock-hard, unshakable determination to protect.
She wet a towel with warm water and very gently wiped the cold sweat from Ye Qingliu's forehead and the stains on his cheeks, her movements as pious as if she were wiping a rare treasure.
Her rough fingers carefully stroked his furrowed brows again and again, as if trying to smooth out the endless pain.
"Don't be afraid...little boy...grandma is here..." She whispered hoarsely over and over again, her voice strangely calm, yet containing the power of a volcano.
"Grandma will protect you... From now on... Grandma will... No one can get close to you... Grandma will fight them to the death... Grandma will protect you with her life..."
Just then—
"Bang!!!"
The ward door was slammed open by a huge force.
The force was so great that the door panel hit the wall hard, making a deafening noise!
A petite figure, filled with rage and panic, rushed in like a whirlwind!
Hua Jinyue was wearing a black suit that was easy to move in. It was stained with dust and a few inconspicuous dark stains. Her ponytail was a little messy, and a few strands of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead.
The little face that always had a bright smile and was as beautiful as if soaked in moonlight was now pale, with terrifying flames burning in its beautiful eyes, and its pupils shrank violently due to extreme fear and anger.
Her breathing was rapid and her chest was heaving violently, obviously she had been running wildly.
“Brother——!!!” A heart-wrenching scream with a crying tone instantly pierced the silence of the ward!
Hua Jinyue's gaze was like the most accurate radar, instantly locking onto the lifeless Ye Qingliu lying on the hospital bed.
"Who did it?! Who did it?!!" Hua Jinyue's voice was distorted and sharp due to extreme anger.
She turned her head suddenly like a completely enraged young animal, and her eyes burning with the fire of hell instantly swept over everyone in the room - Sun Guixiang, the nurse on duty, and the security guard at the door.
She took a step to the bedside, her movements so fast that they created a gust of wind. Her trembling fingers wanted to touch Ye Qingliu's cold cheek, but she stopped suddenly just before touching it.
As if afraid that her hot fingertips would burn him.
Her tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string, hitting the white sheets and leaving dark marks.
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