Mu Nanhe was having surgery, and Yang Qingyan had specially arranged for only the two of them to be in the operating room. Inside the operating room, the lights were shining brightly, and all kinds of medical equipment were neatly placed, emitting a cold and hard light, and the atmosphere was so solemn that it was suffocating.
When the operation started and the legs were cut open, she said while doing it: "Nan Hyuk, I have something to confess to you."
Mu Nanhe endured the pain, his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still forced a smile and replied: "Wife, you talk, I am listening."
Yang Qingyan looked at his painful expression and felt great pain. She secretly gathered her supernatural power and injected a little more into his body. Then she asked, "Are you suddenly feeling better and not in so much pain? Do you know why?"
Mu Nanhe's eyes were full of confusion and curiosity, and he asked softly, "Why?"
Yang Qingyan paused for a moment, as if mustering up her courage, and slowly said, "Actually, she is not from this world. It turns out that Yang Qingyan starved to death when she was at your house. It was her soul that traveled through time and space into her body. She is also called Yang Qingyan."
As she spoke, her hands kept moving, and she manipulated the surgical instruments steadily, starting to repair Mu Nanhe's damaged nerves.
When Mu Nanhe heard this, a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He said seriously: "Wife, I have always known that you are not her. Although I don't know why this is the case, I know that I love you."
Yang Qingyan felt warm in her head, and her hands moved more gently and accurately. She continued, "You come from the other world. That world is on the verge of extinction. You have a kind of supernatural power that can be transferred into the human body, just like now. This is how I repaired your nerves."
Mu Nanhe frowned slightly and asked worriedly, "Will it hurt yourself?"
Yang Qingyan shook her head gently and soothed him, "No, I'm just a little tired. Just take a rest."
Mu Nanhe was silent for a moment, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance, and asked again: "Will you leave? Will you return to that world?"
Yang Qingyan stopped what she was doing, and only secretly surrendered her supernatural power. She looked directly into Mu Nanhe's eyes and said affectionately, "I don't know, but I don't think so. I can't bear to leave you. I love you, Nanhe."
Mu Nanhe said seriously, "Wife, don't tell anyone about this, okay?"
Yang Qingyan's eyes flashed with understanding, and she nodded heavily, saying firmly: "I know, but you are not someone else, I believe you."
During the operation, Yang Qingyan kept a close eye on Mu Nanhe's condition. She operated precisely while talking to him softly and asking him from time to time if he felt anything.
Mu Nanhe endured the pain and tried to respond to her. His attention was distracted and he could tolerate the severe pain caused by the nerve repair.
The surgery requires staying awake. Yang Qingyan knows that the pain is hard for ordinary people to bear. Mu Nanhe's nerve damage is much worse than Xia Tianyou's, so she chose to speak out at this time, hoping to help him get through this difficult time.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the indicator light outside the operating room remained on. Finally, after 10 long hours of agony, the operation was successfully completed.
Yang Qingyan let out a long sigh and looked at Mu Nanhe tiredly but relieved, and Mu Nanhe looked back at her, his eyes full of relief for surviving the disaster and a deeper love for her.
When they came out of the operating room, Dr. Wang and several other experts were already waiting at the door with anticipation on their faces. As soon as the door opened, they could not wait to rush in. Yang Qingyan announced: "The operation was successful."
Doctor Wang's eyes were filled with amazement and admiration. While quickly checking Mu Nanhe's vital signs, he kept saying, "It's incredible. This operation was extremely difficult, but Doctor Yang was able to complete it so perfectly. It's simply a miracle!"
The other experts also nodded and whispered about the subtleties of the operation, their words full of praise for Yang Qingyan's medical skills.
Xia Tianyou squeezed to the front, his eyes sparkling with excitement and joy, and he said with a slightly trembling voice: "Captain Mu, it's great that you finally made it! Now we can fight side by side again."
Chief Xia's eyes were also moist. He patted Mu Nanhe on the shoulder and said with deep emotion: "Nanhe, you have suffered a lot, but you have finally made it through. You must take good care of yourself in the future."
The white commander stood upright beside them with a gratified smile on his face. He stepped forward steadily and said in a loud and dignified voice, "Doctor Yang, this operation was so successful. You are really a miracle doctor! On behalf of the troops, I would like to thank you. It is you who gave our outstanding fighters a chance to be reborn."
Yang Qingyan smiled humbly and replied, "Thank you for the award, Commander. We still need to rebuild before we can return to normal. Nanhe will have to suffer a lot."
Mu Nanhe lay on the cart and whispered to Yang Qingyan, "This chief is Bai Yilin's father."
Yang Qingyan nodded slightly, thinking to herself: This Chief Bai and Bai Yilin don't seem to be the same kind of people. It's really a case of good bamboo bringing out bad bamboo.
After they left, only Mu Nanhe and Yang Qingyan were left in the ward. Xia Tianyou had recovered well and only needed regular rehabilitation. Yang Qingyan considered his condition and approved him to go home, telling him to come to the hospital every three days.
After working so hard for so long, Yang Qingyan was exhausted. Mu Nanhe saw it and felt pain in his heart. He patted the bed gently and said to Yang Qingyan softly, "Wife, you are tired. Come and lie down here and rest for a while."
Yang Qingyan was also really tired, so she didn't refuse, but she reminded him with a little worry: "If it hurts a lot later, you must scream and I will give you acupuncture to relieve it. Don't take painkillers, it will affect the recovery of your nerves."
Mu Nanhe looked at her, his eyes full of love and care, and said softly: "Wife, go to sleep, it's okay."
Yang Qingyan slept deeply this time, and she didn't know how long it had been. In a daze, she felt that the person next to her seemed to be trembling slightly. She woke up instantly and got up suddenly, and saw Mu Nanhe gritting his teeth, his body trembling uncontrollably, and his whole body was soaked with sweat because of the pain.
Yang Qingyan said in a pained and slightly accusing tone: "I didn't ask you to scream, look at how painful you are."
Mu Nanhe gritted his teeth and spoke word by word with difficulty: "Wife, it's okay. I can bear it. I just want to let you sleep a little longer. You spent too much energy on this surgery."
Yang Qingyan's eyes were red. She quickly took the medical tool from the side, took out the silver needle, found the acupuncture point, and inserted it steadily. At the same time, she gathered the supernatural power in her palm and slowly transferred it into Mu Nanhe's body.
While fucking, he said, "You and Xia Tianyou are both stubborn. It hurts so much and you still say it's okay."
Mu Nanhe's frown gradually relaxed. He held Yang Qingyan's hand and replied softly, "Wife, I know I'm wrong. I know you gave me a lot of supernatural powers in the process. I really can't bear to wake you up."
Yang Qingyan shook her head gently, her heart full of emotion and helplessness: "We are husband and wife, you are the man, if you hurt yourself, I will also be hurt."
Mu Nanhe pulled a weak smile from the corner of his mouth: "Let it go, wife, it's not good. With you here, it will definitely get better soon."
After Mu Nanhe's pain was relieved, Yang Qingyan looked at his sweaty clothes, she got up gently, fetched a basin of warm water, took a clean towel and some clothes to change, and returned to the bed.
"Nanhe, let me wipe your body and change your clothes. You will feel more comfortable this way." She said softly.
Mu Nanhe wanted to refuse, after all, he didn't want to let the tired Yang Qingyan work any more, but looking at her determined eyes, he swallowed his words back.
Mu Nanhe looked at her quietly, his eyes full of tenderness and emotion, and said softly: "Wife, thank you for your hard work."
Yang Qingyan raised her head and looked at him, with a smile on her face: "What are we talking about hard work? Just take good care of me."
After wiping, she helped Mu Nanhe change into clean and comfortable clothes and made the bed so that he could lie more comfortably. The two of them leaned on each other tightly, and in this ward, their love and care for each other became more intense, dispelling the haze brought by the illness.
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