The capital city seemed to be facing a storm.
Top-tier specialists from major hospitals seemed to have received an irresistible call, canceling all their schedules and heading straight to Haijing Bay.
Meanwhile, at Chu's private airport and major airports in the capital, one after another, renowned medical authorities from around the world arrived.
In Haijing Bay, at that not-so-high-end hospital, all sorts of big shots gathered.
A groundbreaking surgery that could revolutionize medical history is underway.
The surgery lasted for more than 40 hours, nearly two days and two nights.
The first surgeon, Ye Jinyu, collapsed on the operating table when the surgery was one-third complete and had to be rushed out of the operating room.
The second surgeon was Professor Smith, who flew in overnight from the United States. At the age of eighty, he worked intensely on the operating table for more than eight hours before collapsing from exhaustion and had to be carried off the operating table.
The third surgeon was Wood Punk, the president of God, who could stand in the center of any global biochemical medical scientist's gathering.
After performing the surgery for several hours, he stepped down and left because he was about to remove the most hidden, deeply embedded lesion and did not fully understand the patient's body.
After being carried out of the operating room and recovering, Ye Jinyu took up the knife again and performed another ten-plus hours of high-intensity surgery, finally completing the operation.
This surgery broke the record for time taken in the capital and even throughout China.
The various unexpected situations during the operation and the bleeding control alone took nearly ten hours.
What's even stranger is that this was a surgery with no outcome; all that's known is that the surgery was completed, but the result is unknown.
Every surgeon, including Ye Jinyu, remained silent about the outcome, or rather, even those with such high academic qualifications did not know how to measure the surgical result by the standard of success or failure.
All that could be seen during the surgery was the medical staff rushing around, coming and going constantly.
After the surgery, in the sterile intensive care unit, no one was allowed to approach, alarms sounded frequently, and then a large number of medical personnel rushed out.
This situation lasted for a full month, happening every day.
On the third day, Yunmo broke down first. He cried and pulled Lu Zhufeng along. Over the next ten days, the two of them knelt in every temple, big and small, in the capital.
When science seems powerless, faith becomes the last line of defense.
No matter how many gods and Buddhas he knelt before, the harsh reality continued to erode the light in his eyes.
There was no good news; the emergency care in the ward became increasingly frequent.
Critical illness notices were handed out like flyers, raining down in dense clusters.
The group's feelings went from tension, fear, and depression to numbness and despair.
There is always a slender figure in front of the operating room and the ward, day and night, unwavering.
During this time, she fainted from exhaustion countless times. The first thing she did after waking up was to pull out the IV drip. She would return to the ward, standing as cold as a statue, without saying a word.
More than a month later, Ye Jinyu's words, "His life has been saved," caused everyone to collapse in front of the ward, embracing each other and weeping bitterly, releasing the suffocating repression of the past few dozen days.
At the window, Chu Liyue swayed, her hand gripping the windowsill, as if all her strength had been drained away.
Ye Jinyu spoke very carefully; just because her life was spared didn't mean the danger was over.
Xiao Wujie remains in the intensive care unit, and no one except doctors is allowed to approach him.
At first, no one thought anything of it; Xiao Wujie's escape from death was a great comfort to them.
But as time went on, the situation fell into a vicious cycle again. No matter how they asked, the answer was that they were not yet out of danger and were still under observation.
It's not that they can't accept long-term treatment and observation; after all, Xiao Wujie was often hospitalized in a coma for months or even ten days in the past.
However, the observation and treatment lasted for two months, and apart from the words "His life has been saved," they never heard any other news.
This torment was no less than their anxiety about Xiao Wujie's life or death.
Two months later
In the hospital office, Ye Jinyu stood tall by the window, gazing intently into the distance.
The office door was pushed open, and Chu Liyue, dressed in a black dress, walked in.
Ye Jinyu's gaze flickered slightly; the Chu Liyue before him was completely different from the Chu Liyue he remembered.
The alarming bloodshot in her eyes never faded. She was used to keeping her emotions in check. In the past, it was because the coldness in her eyes froze away any excess emotions. But even though her eyes were cold, there was light in them.
Now, that coldness remains, but beneath that coldness lies an emptiness like that of a walking corpse.
He exuded a suffocatingly gloomy aura.
Ye Jinyu looked at her and remained silent for a long time.
"What's up?"
She spoke up.
Two months later, this was the first time Ye Jinyu had heard her speak since the surgery.
The sound was unpleasant, like a sawing motion, and carried a numbing emptiness that made one feel sluggish.
Ye Jinyu pursed her lips slightly, her hand gripping the windowsill tightened unconsciously, and she said in a low voice:
"I……"
"I'd like to talk to you about his situation."
Chu Liyue's somewhat vacant gaze seemed to flicker for a moment; she lowered her eyes and nodded.
After a long while, she walked out of Ye Jinyu's office and slowly walked forward along the corridor without asking which way to go.
Ye Jinyu's deep voice still echoed in my ears.
"Be prepared for what I'm about to say."
"His life has been saved, and that's actually thanks to you. You pushed forward the research on reagent number three."
"I didn't expect that after making progress, the function of reagent No. 3 would be so strong."
“Your approach is correct, and the first surgery was very successful. I removed all the lesions that could be detected in his body.”
Ye Jinyu paused for a moment, because he was about to say "but..."
"He is currently in the postoperative recovery period after the first surgery, and his recovery is considered to be up to standard, but... he has been in a coma."
"Based on various tests, my judgment is that he... is currently in a vegetative state."
"The timing of awakening is uncertain."
"According to my original expectations, given the success of his first surgery, a five-year survival period after the operation was entirely guaranteed."
"But the test results were completely different from what I expected; all the indicators were far below my expectations."
"It's like my body is missing something extremely important, and I can't figure out what it is no matter how hard I try."
“I had Lin Qingyi take his pulse. Lin Qingyi believed that he was lacking a certain kind of energy, which she considered to be the fundamental energy that constitutes the foundation of life.”
“I’m not very knowledgeable about these things, but what I can tell is that this deficiency will result in a shorter postoperative survival time.”
"It can only last...two to three years."
"Within three years, those deeply hidden lesions in his body will definitely recur. He will be at his weakest, but it will also be the best time to have the second and third stage of surgery."
"If he can wake up in time, anything is possible."
Ye Jinyu didn't say anything more.
She didn't say a word the whole time, only saying one sentence at the very end:
"Could I...see him?" Even just a glimpse would be enough.
Ye Jinyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Wait for my arrangements."
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