Chapter 91 She is his anesthetic



Chapter 91 She is his anesthetic

In the hospital.

Doctors and nurses pushed the unconscious Song Shixuan into the emergency room.

Shen Ting, who arrived later, had already burst into tears under the support of Song Shiyu and Song Shijing.

Su Yanyan followed behind a few people, also numbly pretending to be sad and wiping away tears.

Song Tingzong was not at home last night because he had to go on a business trip overnight due to store matters.

In the middle of the night, the army suddenly called to inform them that Song Shixuan had lost contact. Shen Ting was at a loss and went to find Shen Jinxiao.

Fortunately, the man came back, but suddenly fainted and fell into coma on the way.

Chen Ting lay on Song Shiyu's shoulder, feeling as if a piece of her flesh had been cut out of her heart.

Soon after, Bai Qingfeng, who was brought in by another helicopter, lay on a stretcher, with Brother Wu accompanying him at his side, and their eyes met with Su Yanyan, who was standing at the aisle.

Su Yanyan turned her face away in horror, as if she had seen a ferocious beast.

Bai Qingfeng was also pushed into the treatment room.

Only then did the Song family realize that the person Song Shixuan went on the mission to rescue was Bai Qingfeng.

Just as they were anxiously waiting at the door, Meng Shuyue appeared in front of Shen Jinxiao wearing a thick cotton coat.

Shen Jinxiao's eyes lit up, and he frowned at her red face from the cold, "It's so cold, why did you come here?"

It was the first time that Song Shijing and Song Shiyu saw their uncle and Meng Shuyue together. Just as they were wondering why the two were so familiar with each other, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened from the inside.

The person who came out was not even the nurse who issued the critical illness notice, but a doctor.

Several people also realized that something was wrong, and their hearts were in their throats.

"Family members, you must transfer him to another hospital immediately. The victim's kidney is severely ruptured and needs to be removed urgently. However, because he is resistant to anesthetics, we have tried two anesthetics and they didn't work. There is no other anesthetic in the country, so we can't perform the surgery, so..."

It was like five thunderbolts falling on their heads.

Shen Ting felt a sweet taste in her throat and her body was shaky. If she hadn't had her two sons supporting her, she would have collapsed to the ground.

"Anti-anesthetic? That means there is no chance of rescue. Your hospital is the best hospital in Kyoto. Where are you going to transfer us to?"

Song Shijing used to be the deputy director of surgery in this hospital. If other people only understood that Song Shixuan's condition was very dangerous, as a colleague, he heard that this was a self-protection measure taken by the hospital when it was helpless to treat the patient.

Because of Song Shixuan's special status, the hospital is afraid of taking responsibility.

If a ruptured kidney is not treated, it can become life-threatening within a few days.

Faced with the transfer notice given by the doctor, Shen Jinxiao took it heavily and was at a loss for a moment.

He never expected that his nephew, who had been running in the snow before, would look at him with a look of confidence and determination in his eyes that he had never seen before.

But in the blink of an eye, he fainted in front of him and his life was hanging by a thread.

Shen Jinxiao looked up at the doctor in a white coat, crumpled up the transfer notice in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "No need for anesthesia, you perform surgery on him!"

The whole audience was shocked!

Shen Ting cried out in pain, shaking her head wildly, "No, no, how painful it must be for my Shi Xuan..."

But without surgery, his life would be in danger.

Shen Jinxiao said firmly: “He is a soldier, he can survive it!”

Meng Shuyue grabbed Shen Jinxiao's sleeve and looked up at him, "Let me try anesthesia..."

Everyone looked at her with uncertainty in their eyes.

Half an hour later.

The monitor in the operating room was beeping.

Meng Shuyue gently moved the needles on different acupuncture points on the man on the operating table, and readjusted the needle insertion positions according to the surgeon's incision positions.

The scalpel fell, and Song Shixuan's body trembled, but his eyes were always fixed on the focused eyebrows of the woman beside him.

As the doctor's gloved hand entered the abdominal cavity, Song Shixuan's body began to tremble violently.

He bit his lips tightly and his eyes were red.

Meng Shuyue noticed the pain in his body and quickly sped up the acupuncture.

By the time she fixed the last needle, beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

She knew that although acupuncture could numb his body, his nervous system could still feel the pain to some extent.

Meng Shuyue took out a handkerchief from his pocket and put it to his lips, signaling him with his eyes to open his mouth and bite the handkerchief to prevent him from biting himself.

The handkerchief with the scent of medicine filled my nose.

Song Shixuan bit the handkerchief with trembling lips.

The woman's small, cold hand tightly grasped his hand, which was shaking with pain.

Song Shixuan felt the cool touch on his palm, as if a strong electric current rushed into his heart, and he seemed to hear the sound of ice and snow melting and spring flowers blooming in his heart.

It was the first time he was so close to her and held her hands.

It was also the first time that he took the initiative to curl his fingers and hold her hand after he had a false thought.

The beauty of this moment is as if all the pain has disappeared, and holding her is like owning the whole world.

Song Shixuan just looked at her quietly, a tear slowly falling from the corner of his eye, unable to express his unspeakable secret love for her for more than a year...

In the luxurious ward.

Bai Qingfeng was lying on another hospital bed, looking at Song Shixuan in the bed next to him. Sometimes his mother came to show concern and cried non-stop, and sometimes his brothers and sisters came to ask about his well-being.

The man on the bed just lay there quietly, responding with a faint smile on his lips.

It wasn't until a woman came to visit him that his calm expression was broken.

Meng Shuyue put down the fruit basket, pinched an orange with his own hands, poured some boiling water into the thermos, and put the enamel cup containing orange juice in it to warm it.

While waiting, she sat next to Song Shixuan and said awkwardly, "Comrade Song, does your wound hurt? Do you want me to give you a few injections to relieve it?"

Song Shixuan looked at the bruises on the back of her hand, his heart sank and a feeling of guilt filled his heart.

"Yes...I'm sorry, that was pinched by me during the operation, right?"

His face turned red and he began to stutter.

Meng Shuyue rubbed the bruised back of his hand, and subconsciously touched his sore collarbone. With a slightly gritted teeth smile, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just a little pain, nothing compared to the pain of your surgery."

God knows, last night Shen Jinxiao learned that her wrist was pinched red and purple by Song Shixuan, and that stingy man actually looked for a sense of existence in her with a resentful look on his face.

Song Shixuan's eyes followed the movement of her hand and fell on a conspicuous little red mark on her neck, and he felt sick all over.

Bai Qingfeng, who was eating melon in the next bed, looked at Song Shixuan's reaction, raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and then looked shocked, with his facial features flying.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, pretending to have a backache while holding his waist and yelling, "Oh, Doctor Meng, my waist hurts. If Comrade Song doesn't feel any pain, please give me acupuncture."

Meng Shuyue rolled her eyes at him and didn't want to pay attention to him. She just told Song Shixuan to have a good rest, then left while touching her stomach.

After the people left, Bai Qingfeng limped to Song Shixuan's side and said jokingly, "Doctor Meng is the sweetheart you mentioned before, who is married with children, husband, or relative?"

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