Hearing this, Song Lan hummed in response, feeling somewhat comforted. She then asked, "Is it because I'm pregnant that I tend to overthink things?"
"There must be one reason for that."
Qin Yanzheng said, "Psychological, physiological, and environmental factors can all cause pregnant women to overthink, but with me here, you will definitely be able to get through your pregnancy safely and give birth to our child safely."
Where did you learn this information?
Song Lan glanced at the man, her bright eyes filled with curiosity.
"I read it in a book."
Qin Yanzheng responded casually.
"What book? I don't know anything about it."
Could it be that she is simply ignorant?
Song Lan tilted her head, looking deep in thought.
Seeing this, Qin Yanzheng looked at him with doting and gentle eyes and said, "Okay, I won't lie to you. Ever since I started picking you up and dropping you off at get off work, I've been asking you a lot about things to be careful about during pregnancy."
"Whom did you consult?"
Song Lan asked.
"Naturally, it's for your colleagues."
That's the truth. For the past few months, Qin Yanzheng has been driving Song Lan to and from work. Sometimes, when he finds her still busy in her clinic, he goes to Dr. Wang's office in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department to ask about things pregnant women should pay attention to.
Song Lan's heart softened, and a look of emotion appeared in her eyes: "You're so thoughtful!"
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As soon as Song Lan arrived at work in the afternoon, she conducted a preoperative consultation with the medical staff who would be involved in the surgery. After the consultation, all the medical staff involved in the surgery got busy in an orderly manner.
Outside the operating room.
"Yinyin, I'll be waiting for you here. You have to take good care of yourself, okay?"
Grandma Chen lay on the mobile hospital bed, her left hand tightly held in Grandpa Chen's palm. Upon hearing what Grandpa Chen said, Grandma Chen raised the corners of her mouth and hummed in agreement.
"Mom, my third son, Xiaoxu, and I are with Dad, waiting for you to come out of the operating room safely!"
Chen Changzheng held the old lady's other hand with a smile and a gentle tone to reassure her as she entered the operating room. However, he was actually extremely nervous, fearing that something might happen to her on the operating table.
Chen Changqing felt the same way, and his expression showed no sign of discomfort. After Chen Changzheng finished speaking, he said:
"Mom, you know Dr. Song's medical skills. I believe she can successfully complete the surgery and you will no longer suffer from illness from now on."
"Grandma, once you're feeling better, let's help my cousin take care of her child, okay?"
Chen Dongxu suddenly uttered this sentence, and upon hearing it, Old Madam Chen was taken aback at first, then smiled broadly: "Okay!"
She needs to take good care of herself. In about two months, her precious granddaughter will be born, and then she will be a great-grandmother, able to dote on her great-granddaughter every day. Just thinking about it fills Grandma Chen with joy.
"Alright, the patient is about to be wheeled into the operating room. Family members, please move aside."
One of the two nurses pushing the gurney suddenly spoke up. The next moment, Mr. Chen and Chen Changzheng reluctantly let go of Mrs. Chen's hand and moved aside with Chen Changqing and Chen Dongxu.
Watching Mrs. Chen being wheeled into the operating room, and even as the operating room door slammed shut, Mr. Chen and the others still did not take their eyes off the operating room door.
Time passed slowly, and the pre-operative preparations were complete. Song Lan stood in front of the operating table, focused, and carefully placed acupuncture needles on the old lady Chen. Then, she secretly channeled her gentle internal energy through the golden needles into the old lady Chen's meridians.
Needless to say, she activated her "Golden Eyes" the moment she began acupuncture, so everything went very smoothly.
At this moment, she used her gentle internal strength to peel away the shell fragments that were stuck to her flesh. This was a delicate task that would take some time. The other medical staff around the operating table held their breath and waited in place.
They knew that Song Lan would perform this surgery using a combination of traditional Chinese and Western medicine techniques, and at this very moment, Song Lan was using traditional Chinese acupuncture techniques.
Well, that's how it's written in the surgical plan. After all, the combination of acupuncture and internal energy therapy is too innovative, and Song Lan didn't explain it in the surgical plan.
In short, what the medical staff know at the moment is that Song Lan is removing shell fragments and flesh from the patient's body.
Beads of sweat dotted her forehead as Song Lan successfully removed one piece of shrapnel and then proceeded to remove the second. A nurse beside her kept wiping her forehead with a towel.
The operating room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. After an unknown amount of time, Song Lanqing's calm voice came through his mask: "The shell fragments have been successfully removed. Now, let's proceed with the formal surgery."
That is, to cut open and remove the shell fragments.
Fu Jinheng and Song Lan worked together seamlessly; in fact, Song Lan only needed a glance to tell him which surgical instrument to hand over.
Of course, the other medical staff present also cooperated well, because everyone knew that the successful completion of a surgery required perfect cooperation from all participants, and there could be no mistakes whatsoever.
Human life is at stake, and the responsibility is immense.
Outside the operating room.
"An hour and a half has passed, shouldn't the surgery be over by now?"
Chen Dongxu stared at the closed operating room door, his expression a mixture of tension and anticipation.
Did Dr. Song mention how long the surgery would take?
Chen Changzheng asked Chen Changqing.
"About two and a half hours."
Chen Changqing responded, then asked, "Didn't you hear Dr. Song mention it, brother?"
Was I there at that time?
Chen Changzheng frowned and thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out.
"Dad, I remember when my cousin told us in the ward how long the surgery would take, it seemed like Uncle went to the bathroom."
As Chen Dongxu spoke, he nodded, confirming that he hadn't misremembered. "That's right, I remember it very clearly."
Chen Changqing glanced at Chen Dongxu: "Do you remember clearly what just happened?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Dongxu scratched the back of his head and gave an awkward smile: "I, I just dozed off for a moment."
Yes, the surgery was supposed to take about two and a half hours, so why did he do something so stupid and blurt out, "Shouldn't the surgery be over by now?"
Old Master Chen sat on a bench outside the operating room, not participating in the conversation between Chen Changqing and the other two. He kept staring at the door of the operating room, his expression showing nothing but expectation.
"Dad, shall I help you back to your ward and lie down for a while?"
Chen Changzheng came to Old Master Chen's side and said, "I'm worried that my body won't be able to take it if I continue to sit here."
"You're just worrying unnecessarily!"
The old man is in good health!
"Dad, let my older brother help you back to your ward. Xiao Xu and I are here. I'll have Xiao Xu tell you if anything happens."
Chen Changqing helped Chen Changzheng persuade his own father.
"No need, I'll wait for your mother here."
The first person his wife would want to see after leaving the operating room is him. If he's not there, she'll probably be in a bad mood, which won't do. She just had surgery, and if she's not in a good mood, it will definitely affect her recovery.
Seeing that Old Master Chen was determined, Chen Changqing and Chen Changzheng said nothing more. The two sat down on either side of Old Master Chen and followed his gaze, fixing their eyes on the closed operating room door.
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