Xiao Xingyu shrugged at Geng Jun, and Geng Jun said nothing more. He took Xiao Weizhou to a chair nearby and said, "Uncle Xiao, please sit down first!" Then he gestured to everyone, "Don't be too nervous. Let me tell you about Mr. Xiao's condition."
He returned to his seat, straightened his white robe, and neatly inserted the radiographic film into the wall-mounted viewing light. It was an ordinary action, but the long-armed handsome man executed it with such exquisite grace that it was more visually pleasing than watching a movie.
Seeing Geng Jun's peaceful and relaxed expression, everyone also became optimistic about Mr. Xiao's condition. Unexpectedly, Geng Jun's first words were: "Family members, please be mentally prepared. I will perform a second operation on Mr. Xiao tomorrow."
"Second surgery so soon?!" Xiao Weizhou and Xiao Weiyu were shocked in unison.
"That's right, can my dad handle it? He's old!" The eldest aunt was very worried.
"Why do you need a second surgery? Isn't this risky? Is there any conservative treatment option?" Second aunt was also anxious.
Xiao Xingyu remained relatively calm, and asked Geng Jun with a sullen look, "What's going on?"
Geng Jun's eyebrows slightly bent, and he turned his straight back to the side. With his thin, fair fingers, he tapped the film with a pen and explained to everyone, "The surgery we performed on Mr. Xiao today was mainly to address his intracranial hemorrhage. After the surgery, we found that he had cerebral edema and increased intracranial pressure, so he needs a second surgery. Don't worry, this situation is very common in clinical practice. Some patients' intracranial pressure continues to increase after the second surgery, and a third surgery is required to remove part of the skull. This is a corresponding measure taken according to the patient's postoperative response."
Geng Jun perfectly interprets what it means to "say the harshest words in the gentlest tone." In his eyes, the dreaded craniotomy surgery seems to be no different from cutting a watermelon. If one cut is not done well, just cut again.
"I'm afraid the old man can't bear this!" Second Aunt began to wipe away tears. "Is there any more conservative treatment method?"
Geng Jun smiled gently. "Conservative treatment involves using medication to lower intracranial pressure. However, Mr. Xiao suffers from severe hypertension and is very likely to bleed again. Therefore, I suggest that surgery is the best option. This will also help the patient recover sooner."
The elders looked at each other in bewilderment. Xiao Xingyu pondered for a moment and then solemnly asked Geng Jun, "Will grandpa wake up after this surgery tomorrow?"
Everyone looked at Geng Jun again. Geng Jun shook his head in the expectant gazes. "It depends on the patient's own recovery function, but what is certain is that in the current situation, there is no chance of regaining consciousness. The probability will increase after surgery."
"Are you kidding me?!" Xiao Weiyu slammed the table and stood up. "If he doesn't have the surgery, he'll be in a coma. If he does, he'll be in a coma too. You've made up your mind and decided to let the old man suffer like this without even knowing the reason! Do you know who's lying on that bed?"
Even Zhang Moyan felt embarrassed for Xiao Weiyu's bad temper.
"I know," Geng Jun stood up and gave Xiao Xingyu a meaningful look, his eyes still as bright as spring breeze. "I've already given you my opinion. You should do a good job of convincing your family!"
At nine o'clock in the evening, the silent ward was filled with only the faint sounds of various monitoring equipment.
The Xiao family went back together to hold a meeting to decide whether to perform the operation, and Zhang Moyan stayed in Xiao Guotao's intensive care unit to guard the hospital.
The octogenarian was entangled in various wires and tubes. Zhang Moyan carefully used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten his cracked lips. Her mind kept thinking of the towering Tongzhen Monument and the scene of the old man telling her that he missed his brother.
With such a swollen head and so many tubes inserted into the body, it must be extremely uncomfortable.
I don’t know if the old man is still conscious at this moment. I don’t know whether he hopes to wake up and continue his unfinished work to avoid his name appearing on that dark stone tablet, or whether he hopes to end everything and see his brother earlier.
But once a person arrives at the hospital, especially when he or she is in a coma, his or her fate is in the hands of others, and what he or she thinks is no longer important.
The door lock behind him clicked, and Zhang Moyan turned around to see Xiao Xingyu's slender figure pushing the door open, holding a thermos in his hand.
"Is Grandpa okay?" Xiao Xingyu turned around and gently closed the door. He picked up the thermos and walked to the bedside to observe Xiao Guotao.
"It's quite stable," Zhang Moyan raised her eyes, and when her eyes met Xiao Xingyu's, her whole body trembled. It was such a strange feeling, so she hurriedly lowered her head and continued to use a cotton swab to moisten Xiao Guotao's lips to cover it up.
Both of them bent down to look at Xiao Guotao, their heads only a few inches apart. After Xiao Xingyu finished looking at Xiao Guotao, his gaze gradually moved upwards.
The woman in front of him had her long hair tucked behind her ears and her eyelashes slightly curled. She was taking care of this old man who had nothing to do with her gently and seriously, as if she were already his little wife.
"Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Xingyu said to her softly in a voice that only Zhang Moyan could hear.
Zhang Moyan raised her eyelids in response, and without warning, she met a pair of eyes that shone like stars: "...It's not hard."
He took a shower, changed his clothes, shaved, and looked incredibly handsome.
"Oh? Really?"
"Didn't you say this was an important opportunity for me to prove my loyalty and clear my name?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan's earlobe, which was rapidly turning red, and curled the corners of his lips slightly, raising the thermos in his hand: "I brought you a midnight snack, come and have some!"
Zhang Moyan didn't eat much for dinner, so she was a little hungry at the moment. "Well, thank you."
Xiao Xingyu couldn't help but glance at her a few more times before going to the small round table to unscrew the lid of the thermos.
Zhang Moyan used a soft handkerchief to wipe the corners of Xiao Guotao's mouth, threw away the cotton swab, washed the water cup, wiped his hands, walked to the small table and sat down. He was stunned when he saw the midnight snack Xiao Xingyu brought him.
Abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, yak hide glue...
"Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, eating this late at night is so nutritious... Is it okay?"
Xiao Xingyu took out a spoon for her: "Last time I asked the chef at home to make some low-calorie midnight snacks, and then they made this, eat it!"
Low in calories...the calories are reduced, but the money is wasted.
Zhang Moyan took the spoon, and Xiao Xingyu sat down on the chair next to her and picked up a hospital magazine to flip through.
"Have your family members come to a conclusion? Will Mr. Xiao undergo surgery tomorrow?"
"Yes, I've already informed Geng Jun. The elders are a little worried, but we just need to explain the pros and cons to them." Xiao Xingyu flipped a page of the magazine and deliberately added, "My family is very reasonable."
Zhang Moyan nodded, not quite understanding.
After taking two bites quietly, Zhang Moyan couldn't help but confirm something with Xiao Xingyu: "Are you... still angry with me?"
Xiao Xingyu glanced over, staring at Zhang Moyan speechlessly for a moment before asking, "What do you think?"
The other party probably meant that he was no longer angry. Zhang Moyan pursed her lips and became bolder: "So where did you go yesterday?"
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