Su Xiaoling smiled but didn't say anything more. She remained unmoved by Song Guiran's comfort and persuasion.
Seeing that she seemed truly determined, Song Guiran, though anxious, didn't say anything more.
After hanging up the phone, Su Xiaoling sat quietly on the bed, recalling the series of words Song Guiran had just said.
Song Yansheng had her reasons.
Even though she didn't believe he had any hidden reasons, her heart, which she thought had hardened, began to soften slightly.
Su Xiaoling scratched her hair in frustration, her gaze inadvertently drifting to the trash can in the corner.
She stood up, walked to the trash can, and squatted down.
She picked up the notebook inside that she knew so well.
She lowered her eyes, staring at the thing in her hand.
His eyes flickered; he decided to keep it as a memento.
Stay here to warn her, so that she will never do the same foolish thing again.
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Although Mu Xiaocheng's injuries weren't serious, they were still gunshot wounds, so the doctors were very cautious. The surgery took a little longer than usual.
Meng Xunqian, who had entered the operating room, watched anxiously from the side.
He didn't dare to take up a knife and go into battle.
Because he was afraid.
He has performed many surgeries, both major and minor, and several times he has pulled patients back from the brink of death.
Extremely dangerous.
But he was always calm and composed.
This time, however, he didn't even dare to pick up a scalpel.
Because lying there was someone he cared about.
I care about it very much.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on her on the operating table, his fists were clenched, and his palms were already sweating profusely.
The digital clock on the wall ticked away second by second; several hours had passed, but the surgeon still hadn't given him a definite answer.
Meng Xunqian stood there, trying his best to control his emotions, staring at all the vital signs, his nerves on edge.
After an unknown amount of time, the surgeon finally put down the scalpel, took a deep breath, and said, "Prepare to suture."
Upon hearing this, Meng Xunqian finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Thankfully, we made it through.
Although the doctor initially said that Chengcheng was not in any life-threatening danger, he was still worried about the consequences if something unexpected happened...
He couldn't even imagine it.
Meng Xunqian moved his lips slightly and said to the doctor on the operating table who was preparing to suture, "Be careful when suturing, my little girl loves beauty."
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged knowing smiles.
Rumor has it that Dr. Meng is a sister-obsessed man, and they've seen it for themselves today.
The surgeon handed over the suturing work to others, walked over to Meng Xunqian, and took off his mask.
"The bullet hit her kidney area, damaging the surrounding muscle tissue and causing massive bleeding. The girl is very weak now, and we don't know when she will wake up. She will probably sleep a lot. Don't worry."
Meng Xunqian nodded after listening to the doctor's words.
"Thanks."
The doctor in front of him was a highly respected surgeon, so Meng Xunqian trusted him greatly.
In his presence, he was a patient's family member, so he listened to the doctor.
Meng Xunqian, along with the medical staff, escorted Mu Xiaocheng into the ward.
After leaving the operating room, he did not see Ji Huaishen.
He couldn't help but frown.
At this critical juncture, he's not here?!
Knowing that Chengcheng's life was not in danger, did you just abandon her?
Is there anything more important than Chengcheng's life?
Meng Xunqian narrowed his eyes, and suddenly remembered what Ji Huaishen had said earlier.
Did he go to see that person?
I went alone.
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