When Song Li saw Liu Zhiyuan, she sighed and couldn't help but show concern: "Xiaoyuan, are you okay?"
This surprised Liu Zhiyuan. Did her aunt seem to be treating her better? She shook her head gently. "I'm fine."
About two hours later, the lights in the operating room finally went out.
After the doctor in a white coat came out, he was grabbed by the collar before he could take off his mask. Ning Anyi was already confused at this time: "How is she? How is my girlfriend?"
The doctor looked at him and said tiredly, "The operation was successful. However, there may be sequelae, so your family should be mentally prepared."
Ning Anyi was very anxious. "What sequelae are you talking about? Please explain clearly."
The doctor said helplessly: "If the spine is injured, the patient may not be able to stand up. It depends on the patient's recovery."
Ning Anyi's hands instantly lost strength. The doctor simply straightened his collar and said with a pale face, "But don't be too pessimistic. Maybe the patient will recover well. It won't affect his future life."
But these consolations were too pale.
Ning Anyi seemed to have been taken away from his soul, standing there in a daze.
Song Li listened, covered her face and said nothing.
Liu Zhiyuan was naturally shocked by the news, but she really didn't understand. It was obvious that the collision was not that serious at the time, so how could it be so serious?
the next day.
When Yatong woke up, Ning Anyi and Song Li were with her.
She opened her eyes and looked around, but she didn't see the face she longed to see. A hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes. However, she quickly hid it.
Ning Anyi saw her wake up, and was still frightened: "How is it? Is there any problem?"
Yatong shook her head: "It's okay, I just feel like I can't move."
Ning Anyi stayed up late, a trace of pity flashed across her bloodshot eyes as she comforted him, "Well, it's normal that you can't move after the surgery. Just rest for a while and you'll be fine."
Yatong was a little surprised: "I want to have surgery?"
Song Li was hesitant for a moment, then said helplessly, "Yes, you had the surgery."
Her eyes were filled with heartache, but mostly with helplessness.
Yatong frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.
She was conscious before the anesthesia. The truck braked in time when it hit her yesterday. Therefore, her injuries aren't serious. The bleeding is just superficial.
She deliberately pretended to be pitiful in front of her brother Song Ling. At most, she only needed a few stitches. How could she have surgery?
She was really confused, so she asked to see the medical records and diagnosis.
Ning Anyi's eyes dodged, and he comforted her in a trembling voice, "Don't look at those things first, the key is to get a good rest. It's okay, the doctor said it was a minor surgery. Just rest and you'll be fine."
Yatong is such a smart person, she naturally noticed the evasion in Ning Anyi's eyes, she insisted,
"No, I have to see the medical records. I want to see the medical records. I want to know what happened to me. Please bring the medical records to me as soon as possible."
Ning Anyi evaded the question, "The medical records are at the nurses' station, not in the ward."
Yatong felt that something was wrong. She pressed the call bell, "Nurse station? This is Yatong. Please send my medical records to the ward."
Ning Anyi was panicked. He didn't want her to know the truth.
However, he had been so worried about her that he had lost his mind and had not yet told the doctors and nurses to hide the medical records. Now, he was even more worried.
He was really scared that Yatong would not be able to bear it when she knew the truth.
His little Tong is already pitiful enough.
The nurse stood there and quickly brought the medical records.
When Yatong saw the words "spinal injury" written on it, panic surged in her heart, and the next second, she lost control: "Isn't it true that I can't stand up in the future? Is that right?"
Ning Anyi grabbed her little hand and continued to comfort her: "No, no! The doctor said you will be fine!"
Yatong shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "You lied to me. I know this spinal cord injury. I will spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. How could this happen?"
She screamed madly, her mind completely bewildered. She pretended to be seriously injured. When she was carried on a stretcher, her spine was fine.
What is going on?
Yatong was terrified, but she couldn't move at all. She could only impulsively tear up her medical records and kept shaking her head. "No, I won't be disabled! I won't, absolutely not!"
Ning Anyi's heart was broken, but all he could do now was look at her and repeat, "Yes, you will be fine, you will be fine."
Song Li felt very uncomfortable when she saw Yatong out of control. She felt that it was her own fault.
If she had really given up on Ling and really been with Ning Anyi, without thinking about so many things, many things would not have happened.
So, now as she watched Yatong collapse, she felt very complicated.
Yatong couldn't understand why this happened.
She insisted on asking the doctor for details, but Ning Anyi was worried that what the doctor said would hurt her even more. She patiently coaxed her and kept whispering soothing words to her.
But Yatong seemed to be crazy, crying and shouting for a doctor.
Helpless, Ning Anyi had to go to the doctor's office to see a doctor.
After Ning Anyi left, Song Li saw that there was no one in the ward and choked with sobs: "I told you to give up early, why didn't you listen? "Do you see what you have lost?"
Yatong cried and shook her head: "No, I will be fine, I will be fine. I won't!"
When the doctor came, he told the truth.
Yatong felt as if she was frozen when she heard this, and a hint of madness flashed in her eyes.
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