"Do you want to go back and visit in the evening? Let's eat first. Aunt Liu made some sauerkraut and shredded pork noodles." After saying that, Shen Qingli stood up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get some noodles.
"Let's see what happens. I'll call again this afternoon." Meng Xiao followed her into the kitchen and took the spoon in his hand before Shen Qingli reached out: "Let me do it."
Shen Qingli didn't fight with him. It was just a bowl of rice, nothing to fight over. While Meng Xiao was serving noodles, she brought out a few hot dishes from the pot next to him.
Meng Xiao turned his head slightly and saw her profile beside him with her eyebrows lowered and her eyes calm. He could sense that Shen Qingli was in the same mood, so he slowed down his tone and spoke:
"No matter what the outcome of Xiaocheng's matter is, no one will blame you. Don't worry or be unhappy."
Shen Qingli glanced at him and said in a calm voice, "It's not because of this. I'm really worried about Xiaocheng. He's a good person."
She thought of the short-haired young man who called her sister-in-law, who loved to laugh and was cheerful, and she couldn't help feeling depressed and unhappy.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are truly forces beyond human control.
Because of Duan Qi's words in the morning, Second Aunt Meng Ye Qiu and Ke Xin also rushed over. When the three of them hurried over, Meng Cheng had just been pushed into the operating room, and she only had time to see a corner of the quilt being pushed into the operating room.
What Meng Jianshe meant was that in the worst-case scenario, if Xiaocheng was really gone, he hoped that his family could be with him at the last moment.
A few hours later, the Meng family members who were waiting outside the operating room finally saw the door open and received good news.
The medical experts said that since entering the operating room, the situation has been much better than they expected. Meng Cheng's physical data has been showing positive signs and his healing ability is amazing.
After several hours of self-healing and surgical treatment, the chance of success, which was originally only 10% to 20%, is now 50% to 60%. The operation, which was originally expected to take 15 hours, is expected to be completed in another three hours.
This undoubtedly gave the Meng family great surprise and comfort, and everyone was obviously relieved.
Old Master Meng sat on the bench, fiddling with his Bodhi bracelet with his eyes closed, but the speed at which he fiddled with the bracelet was obviously much slower than before.
Second Aunt Meng burst into tears of joy, then collapsed to the ground, seemingly exhausted. Ye Qiu reached out to help her up. She held Ye Qiu's hand and continued crying. Ye Qiu could piece together the fragments of what he heard into a sentence: "Thank you, Qingli. Thank you, Qingli!"
Yes, she knew, everyone knew! Despite the hard work and superb medical skills of the doctors and experts, without Shen Qingli's medicine, it would have been very difficult for Meng Cheng to escape this disaster.
Meng Ning came directly to the hospital after get off work. She brought food for everyone from the state-owned restaurant.
Meng Cheng had been in surgery for almost the entire day and had just come out of the operating room. Everyone outside the operating room was anxious every moment and no one thought about eating.
"How is Xiaocheng?" Meng Ning looked through the thick glass and saw the person lying quietly on the bed with machines and tubes inserted into his body. He felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
"He just came out of the operating room, and his condition isn't stable yet. He needs to be observed here for two days. After dinner, one of us will stay here to watch over the night, and the rest of us should go back. Too many people here won't be able to help, and the doctor won't let so many people in."
Ye Qiu ate a piece of braised pork while eating a steamed bun
Everyone felt that today's food was particularly delicious. No one knew whether it was because the food in the state-owned restaurant was delicious, or because Meng Cheng was fine and was extremely hungry, so the food tasted delicious.
After dinner, Meng Ning went to the trash can at the end of the corridor to throw away the garbage. After throwing away the garbage, he reached into his pocket and took out something, then turned straight into the corridor.
As she walked in, she tilted her head slightly, lowered her brows, and put a cigarette to her lips. When she was about to light it, she found that there was a person standing on the steps of the stairwell smoking.
It’s Fu Chen!
Seeing Fu Chen, she paused as she was about to light the cigarette. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed, like when she was a child doing something bad and was caught by him. But then she thought, Director Fu is in charge of everything, how can he control the freedom of ordinary people like her to smoke?
Thinking of this, she felt better immediately. Fu Chen didn't say anything, and she didn't take the initiative to say hello.
What are you showing off for? You’ve been like this since you were a kid. Really!
She flicked the lighter in her hand, lit the cigarette with her eyes downcast, took a puff and then exhaled a puff of smoke.
The wisps of smoke floating in the air intertwined with Fu Chen's smoke, and were particularly obvious in the dim stairwell.
Fu Chen looked at her with indifferent eyes and gloomy brows. To be more precise, he was looking at her lips that were smoking and her drooping brows.
When did this little brat learn to smoke?
Ignore him?
Are you still angry about him saying she eats too much last time?
Sighing inwardly, he stomped out his cigarette and walked down the stairs. Meng Ning saw him coming down and thought he was going out through the stairwell, so he consciously took two steps inside to make room for him behind the door.
Unexpectedly, Fu Chen stood firmly in front of her. Meng Ning raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Neither of them spoke, as if they were waiting for someone to speak first.
"When did you learn to smoke?" he asked. Fu Chen finally spoke first. Meng Ning smiled softly, "It wasn't long ago, wasn't it? It's a simple thing, isn't it?"
Fu Chen was silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"Why are you in the hospital?" Meng Ning asked and looked down at his hands.
"Grandpa is not feeling well and is in the hospital. I'm here to take care of him. What about you?" He answered honestly. Meng Ning finally raised his head and looked at him directly:
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