Everyone's anxiety grew as time went by, and Song's father kept looking at the watch on his wrist.
Although Ye Xiaojiao usually looks like she has everything under control, she is a little nervous at this moment and can only pray silently in her heart:
"No matter what, you have to be alright!"
Otherwise, I will never be able to repay this favor.
Of course, you won’t die, but if you become disabled for life, you will have to bear the debt of conscience for the rest of your life.
Fortunately, Song's parents seem to be reasonable people, which is a bit comforting.
Just when Ye Xiaojiao was daydreaming, the door of the operating room was finally opened.
call--
"Who are Song Yang's family members?"
Song's parents quickly surrounded them, and Ye Xiaojiao also stood up and followed.
"The patient is no longer in danger of death, but his internal organs are damaged and he needs to be properly nursed back to health."
After these words were spoken, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
I'm glad you're okay!
"Thank you, doctor."
"Thanks."
After Song Yang was transferred to the general ward, Ye Xiaojiao also went in to visit him.
She just went out to buy a bouquet of flowers.
When we went in, Song's parents had just gone back to get some spare clothes and the like.
Song Yang was the only one in the ward.
The sunlight shone in obliquely through the clean and bright large windows and fell on the young man, as if his entire body was coated with a layer of golden light.
With his handsome and clear facial features, he looks like a medieval oil painting.
"Thank you."
Ye Xiaojiao said softly.
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