Old Wu had a terrible headache.
We really can't afford to waste this opportunity.
He said, "In that case, let's go to the health center first. If they can't handle it, we'll send you to the city hospital right away."
Zhao Dongsheng said coldly, "Do you think human life is something to joke about? Don't treat human life like a game."
Old Wu wasn't very confident; based on his own medical abilities, he wasn't sure he could do this.
It's up to Ruan Qingling. There's definitely a reason why Ruan Qingling insists on keeping Song Shiting here.
This old injury might not be treatable in a city hospital, and other things could happen on the way.
Song Shirong had been standing by the side the whole time. He hadn't said anything until he suddenly spoke up: "Sister-in-law, you have to be sure. If anything happens to the third brother, you can't bear the responsibility."
Ruan Qingling didn't even glance at Song Shirong.
She'd bet that today's events were inextricably linked to this person.
We'll have to wait until Song Shiting wakes up to deal with the specifics.
At Nguyen Thanh Linh's repeated insistence, the car finally headed toward the nearest health center.
Xiao Jiang was not in any life-threatening danger, so other doctors took over the treatment.
Old Wu and Ruan Qingling went straight into the operating room.
It was already past midnight. There were no doctors on duty at the health center, only Lao Wu, Ruan Qingling, and the nurse who had helped last time in the operating room.
After Old Wu went inside, he immediately asked Ruan Qingling, "Are you confident?"
Ruan Qingling said, "There's no time to hesitate now, so this is the only way."
Old Wu felt that Ruan Qingling was the most amazing woman he knew, who could be so confident!
If it weren't for the fact that her surgery had amazed him last time, he definitely wouldn't have dared to let her operate like this now.
"In that case, let's begin," Old Wu said.
Ruan Qingling nodded; there was no more time for her to think.
Anyway, this is the only way we can do it.
Old Wu assisted from the side.
The nurses who helped out here last time were still amazed by Ruan Qingling's skills this time.
I can't understand how Ruan Qingling is so amazing.
But this is not the time to ask questions.
The operating room door remained closed, and an hour had passed without anyone coming out.
Zhao Dongsheng didn't want to stand guard at the door. Given the current conditions of the health center and the doctors' abilities, he was actually not optimistic and didn't think they could save Song Shiting.
It was getting late, and he wanted to go back, but at this point, he couldn't just leave whenever he wanted.
Song Shirong followed and stood at the entrance of the emergency room, staring at the light above the door with a deep, unfathomable look in his eyes.
Will Song Shiting be able to pull through?
We'll just have to see if Song Shiting has the luck!
Two and a half hours later, Ruan Qingling wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.
Old Wu asked her, "How is it?"
Ruan Qingling said wearily, "It's a success."
Old Wu's examination revealed that Song Shiting's physical condition was currently quite good.
He looked at Ruan Qingling with admiration and said, "Wow, you've really impressed me."
Ruan Qingling: "Let's send him out first, oh right."
She looked at the nurse and Old Wu: "Brother Wu, just like last time, I'm your assistant this time."
Old Wu knew he had to say that, so he looked at the nurse next to him.
The nurse nodded and said, "Don't worry, just do the same thing as before. I won't say anything more."
Ruan Qingling gave her a grateful look.
The nurse said, "You're someone who has impressed me."
Zhao Dongsheng, who was outside, saw someone come out and immediately looked over, asking, "How is the situation?"
Old Wu nodded and said, "It's stable for now, but we need to observe the rest further."
The situation had stabilized, and Zhao Dongsheng gazed leisurely at Song Shiting, who was being wheeled into the ward.
Ruan Qingling was too tired to care about anyone else.
She was so tired she could barely walk, but Song Shirong blocked her way and asked, "Third brother, how are you?"
Is the weasel trying to wish the chicken a Happy New Year?
She gazed at Song Shirong with a deep, melancholy look.
Why do you want to know this?
Song Shirong stared at Ruan Qingling with his cold and sharp eyes and asked, "Does your sister-in-law have some misunderstanding about me? Why are you so hostile towards me?"
Ruan Qingling: "There shouldn't be any misunderstanding between us, and you should know that perfectly well."
Song Shirong denied it: "I don't know what you're talking about, what do you mean by 'knowing something'?"
Song Shirong: "So your misunderstanding of me is really, really serious, serious enough that you would say something like this to me."
Ruan Qingling sneered, "I don't think there's anything to misunderstanding between us. I'm very busy and have to take care of my lover."
Clearly, they don't appreciate it!
Zhao Dongsheng didn't dare to make any move here because Song Shirong was there, and he couldn't be sure what Song Shirong was going to do.
Listening to what Ruan Qingling said to him now, it seems that the grudge between them still runs deep!
If that's the case, then things are much easier!
Zhao Dongsheng said, "Now that we're out of danger, let's all get a good night's sleep. We can talk about anything else tomorrow. I'll come back to check on things tomorrow."
Song Shirong was unwilling to leave because he wanted to confirm just how good Song Shiting was.
Ruan Qingling followed Song Shiting to the ward. Old Wu was very tired and turned to leave, but Song Shirong called out to him, "Dr. Wu."
Old Wu stopped and looked at Song Shirong: "Is there something you need?"
Song Shirong: "The surgery tonight went very smoothly, and I am very grateful for your help."
Old Wu smiled and said, "Of course."
Song Shirong: "I want to know what my third brother's condition is now, and what kind of impact it will have on his body after he wakes up?"
Old Wu said, "It shouldn't have a big impact. If he can regain consciousness, it means the surgery was a success."
Song Shirong's eyes flickered slightly as he asked, "Thank you so much. You should be able to wake up tomorrow, right?"
Old Wu said, "If all goes well, she will definitely wake up."
Song Shirong: "Thank you, Dr. Wu. You've worked hard. Go back and rest now."
Old Wu knew a little about Song Shiting's family background. Song Lao Er rarely came home, and he rarely heard news about him, so he wasn't sure if Song Lao Er's concern for Song Shiting was genuine or not.
He simply said, "People's hearts aren't made of iron, and neither are their bodies. Things can go wrong eventually, so he needs more care from his family."
Song Shirong nodded and said, "Dr. Wu is right."
Old Wu didn't say anything more.
Song Shirong arrived at the door of Song Shiting's ward and looked inside.
Ruan Qingling was exhausted. Seeing Song Shiting sleeping peacefully, she pulled up a chair next to him, rested her head on the hospital bed, and lay down to sleep.
Since there were no other beds available in this ward, Ruan Qingling had no choice but to make do.
She was exhausted and hungry after the surgery, but there were people outside, so she didn't dare to go out to find something to eat, especially since there was nothing to eat at that time.
Song Shirong looked through the window and saw Ruan Qingling lying by the bed.
His eyes darkened further.
She took such good care of Song Shiting.
Is this the woman his mother calls every day, causing a huge commotion?
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