Chapter 703 Sister Complex
Although Gu Yan's surgery was over and the tubes had been removed, he could not immediately engage in strenuous travel, so the Imperial Advisor instructed him to stay in the Qilin Palace to recuperate for a few days.
Gu Jiao did not refuse.
Yu He arranged a comfortable and spacious room for them, with two beds, so that Gu Jiao could stay with them. She also arranged for two maids to stand guard outside the door, ready to answer their commands at any time.
Gu Yan paid the price for his mischievous act after waking up; Gu Jiao called Mr. Meng to come and take care of him.
Gu Yan looked aggrieved; he didn't want the old man, he wanted his sister.
Gu Jiao went to cook millet porridge for Gu Yan.
Six hours have passed since the surgery, and the anesthetic in Gu Yan's body has been mostly metabolized. There is no concern about a large number of negative reactions in the digestive tract, and she can eat a little liquid food.
The Qilin Palace has a small kitchen for the Imperial Preceptor's private use, which is generally not open to outsiders. Gu Jiao is an exception, as the Imperial Preceptor specifically instructed her to do so before leaving.
The two maids offered to do it for her, but Gu Jiao said it wasn't necessary.
When Yu He arrived, she saw Gu Jiao busy at the stove. For some reason, Yu He suddenly paused.
This kind of boy was undoubtedly unfamiliar to him. Although the two had only met a few times, Yu He saw a very cold side in the boy.
He seems easy to get along with, but deep down he exudes a rebellious and unruly spirit.
He found it hard to connect the arrogant young man he remembered with the person in front of him. The young man seemed to have an extra layer of gentleness about him, very faint, but very real.
"Young Master Xiao?" Yu He called out tentatively, almost wondering if he had mistaken someone for someone else.
The faint gentleness between Gu Jiao's brows vanished in an instant, and she reverted to the way Yu He remembered her.
Yu He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Young Master Xiao, the Imperial Advisor sent me to see if you need anything?"
"No, everything is fine," Gu Jiao said. "Aren't you all going to sleep yet?"
It's already past midnight.
Yes, it's the middle of the night, and the Imperial Advisor is still thinking about the two of you. Old Master Meng really has a lot of influence.
“The Imperial Advisor goes to bed late,” Yu He said.
"Oh." Gu Jiao continued cooking the porridge.
Yu He said, "Young Master Xiao, you can entrust these matters to your servants. If they can't do them, you can also ask them to go out and buy them."
"No need," Gu Jiao politely declined.
Someone had just undergone surgery and was feeling aggrieved because they didn't like the food prepared by others.
Gu Jiao said, "Go and rest, I'll be ready soon."
Yu He agreed: "Okay, Young Master Xiao, please call me anytime if you need anything."
Gu Jiao nodded.
Yu He turned and left.
As he stepped across the threshold, he subconsciously paused and glanced back at Gu Jiao.
He had already learned from Mu Ruxin that the other party was from a lower country, but for some reason, Yu He felt that being treated gently by the young man was a lucky and happy thing.
After Gu Jiao finished cooking the millet porridge, she went to the room where Gu Yan was recuperating. This room was right across from the room where Old Master Meng rested during the day, making it convenient for Old Master Meng to take care of him.
Although Gu Yan had slept all day, he was still extremely weak after undergoing major surgery and was quite sleepy. However, he couldn't fall asleep until Gu Jiao arrived.
Gu Jiao brought in the cooked millet porridge and asked Mr. Meng to go back to his room to rest.
Gu Jiao sat down by the bed and looked at Gu Yan, who was lying flat on the bed, and asked, "Is anything bothering you?"
"It hurts a little," Gu Yan said.
"Where does it hurt?" Gu Jiao asked.
“Wound.” Gu Yan said, raising his left hand to touch his chest. He froze when he touched it.
Huh?
What about his wound?
Gu Jiao smiled and watched him leisurely search for wounds on his body.
Gu Yan looked completely bewildered: "Where's my wound? Did I have a fake surgery?"
Gu Jiao chuckled and pointed to his right armpit: "Here."
Gu Yan suddenly realized: "No wonder it hurts a little here."
But weren't we supposed to perform open-chest surgery? Why did we open it to the right side? The heart isn't located on the right side.
He was too weak to say much at the moment.
However, the twins do have this tacit understanding.
Gu Jiao didn't try to fool him just because he didn't know anything about medicine. She explained the structure of the heart ventricles to him in detail. The left ventricle cannot be damaged at will, as cutting it open will affect heart function. The right ventricle is like a blood reservoir and doesn't have much contractile function, so it's safer to enter through it.
Moreover, Gu Yan's heart will stop beating during the operation, at which point it will be necessary to insert cannulas for extracorporeal circulation. The cannulas will be inserted into the aorta, superior vena cava, and inferior vena cava.
These areas are more clearly exposed when the chest cavity is opened on the right side.
"oh."
Gu Yan fell asleep.
Gu Jiao: "..."
Gu Yan held Gu Jiao's hand. Old Master Meng had been keeping watch here for half the night. Gu Yan couldn't fall asleep, but as long as Gu Jiao came, it seemed like there was nothing he couldn't sleep.
With her by his side, he felt the greatest sense of security.
Gu Jiao didn't like wasting food, so she ate the bowl of millet porridge herself.
Gu Yan held her hand the whole time, and she held onto Gu Yan's hand in return.
She fell asleep by the head of the bed.
Moonlight poured in, illuminating the ground with its clear glow.
The Imperial Advisor arrived at the door and peered through the slightly ajar crack. He saw Gu Yan lying on the bed, with Gu Jiao sitting on a stool beside the bed, her upper body leaning over Gu Yan.
The two held each other's hands and faced each other forehead to forehead.
Under the cool moonlight, they resembled a pair of angels whose wings had been broken for each other.
...
Gu Yan rested in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall for three days. He had a slight fever for the first two days, and Gu Jiao was worried that it might be a postoperative complication. On the third day, the fever miraculously subsided.
And Gu Yan was able to get out of bed.
Gu Jiao first helped him walk a few steps in the room.
He was like an impatient child, eager to go out and have some fun.
Gu Jiao then helped him to the corridor.
"I...I...I can walk."
He really can leave.
After Gu Jiao let go of him, he walked slowly and steadily from the east end of the corridor to the west end, and then from the west end to the east end.
Although there is still pain in my chest, it is a hopeful pain that will eventually get better.
"Let's stop here for today," Gu Jiao said to Gu Yan.
"I'd like to walk around a bit more," Gu Yan said.
For the past sixteen years, he had been tormented by heart disease, suffering every single day. Later, with the medicine given to him by Gu Jiao, he improved considerably, but he was still different from a normal person.
Only today did he truly understand what it feels like for a normal person to breathe and have a heartbeat.
He looked at his hands with surprise: "It's so good to be a normal person."
Gu Jiao said, "You're not a normal person yet. Once your wounds are completely healed and the pain is gone, you'll feel even better than you do now."
Gu Yan's eyes were bright.
He was really looking forward to that day.
Gu Jiao, Gu Yan, and the other two stayed at the Imperial Preceptor's Palace for five days. They only took their leave after confirming that Gu Yan was able to ride in a carriage.
The Imperial Preceptor only appeared on the day of Gu Yan's surgery. After that, Yu He always received them. Ye Qing, the eldest disciple of the Imperial Preceptor Hall, also visited them several times.
However, since she was leaving anyway, even if the Imperial Advisor himself didn't come, Gu Jiao still had to go and say goodbye to him.
The Imperial Advisor was playing chess with Mr. Meng in a small bamboo hut in the bamboo forest.
The Imperial Advisor was knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, extremely learned, and possessed a profound understanding of both ancient and modern times. His chess skills were also superb.
The two had been playing for an hour, and still hadn't determined a winner.
"What did the Duke of Anguo want to see you about that day?"
"Mr. Meng asked."
The Imperial Advisor placed a black stone: "You never used to concern yourself with the affairs of noble families. Did that girl make you ask?"
Mr. Meng said, "No, that's not the case."
The Imperial Advisor, engrossed in his chess game, said, "That girl is asking you something."
Mr. Meng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Just give me an answer, whether you'll tell me or not."
Before the Grand Preceptor could speak, a disciple's voice rang out from outside the door: "Grand Preceptor, Young Master Xiao has arrived."
The Imperial Advisor reluctantly put down his chess piece: "Alas, it's not that I don't want to tell you."
Mr. Meng: "..."
Gu Jiao arrived at the bamboo house to bid farewell to the Imperial Preceptor.
"I'll go see Gu Yan first." Old Master Meng put down the white pieces in his hand, got up and walked out.
Only Gu Jiao and the Imperial Advisor remained in the room.
Gu Jiao only learned from Yu He these past few days that the Imperial Preceptor was only in his early fifties, but he had more white hair than Old Master Meng, which showed that he was worrying too much and his hair was turning gray early.
"Thank you so much, Imperial Preceptor," Gu Jiao said. "I will pay the consultation fee..."
The Imperial Advisor raised his hand to stop her, saying, "There's no need for the consultation fee. Our Imperial Advisor's Palace is not short of money. If you need to use the operating room again in the future, just come over."
Gu Jiao: "Oh, then, goodbye?"
The Imperial Advisor stopped her, gave her a deep look, and said meaningfully, "Little girl, don't you have any insights into this surgery?"
"Insights?" Gu Jiao stroked her chin, thinking seriously for a moment. "Am I really that awesome?"
Imperial Advisor: "..."
I'm having a bit of writer's block, so please check back this afternoon for the second update.
(End of this chapter)
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