Chapter 85 Brother, let me help you snoring.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Mao Mao fell asleep in the arms of the First Madam.
Her sleeping face was serene, with a chubby little face pouting. Anyone who saw such a sweet sleeping face would never guess that she was outside the operating room.
When she woke up again, she was lying on a bench, awakened by voices.
"The surgery went smoothly." The operating room lights went out, and Lou Heming came out, took off his medical mask, and gave his family a relieved and gentle smile: "A-Sui is doing very well."
"Very good!"
"I hope everything goes smoothly!"
Mao Mao slowly sat up, rubbed her eyes with her little hands, still not fully awake from her sleep, her dark eyes staring blankly ahead without focus.
Xia Xiaoxiang hugged her tightly and said excitedly, "Mao Mao, did you hear that? Fourth Young Master's surgery went very smoothly!"
Although Xia Xiaoxiang still doesn't understand why the Fourth Young Master insisted on going through this ordeal and risking his life to undergo this surgery.
But as long as everything goes smoothly!
As a member of the Lou family, she was also happy for the fourth young master!
"Where's Asui?" The first wife peeked into the operating room behind him. "Why isn't Asui coming out yet?"
As they were talking, Lou Yansui was wheeled out onto the operating table.
He was still under anesthesia, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and his thin figure was wrapped in loose surgical gowns, making him look extremely weak.
Mao Mao looked up groggily and immediately saw her fourth brother, who was lying weakly on the operating table.
She sat up straight and couldn't help but call out, "Brother!"
Lou Yansui's fingers twitched in her unconscious state, but for the first time, she did not respond.
The operating table was pushed away with a clatter, and it disappeared around the corner.
"Mother," Mao Mao looked up at Xia Xiaoxiang, "Is brother sick?"
Xia Xiaoxiang kissed her forehead: "Fourth Young Master's illness is cured!"
"All done?"
Lou Hongjian walked over with a smile, bent down to pick her up, and gave her a big kiss on the cheek: "Alright! All alright! When Asui wakes up, he can stand up and play with you. He can run, jump, and even do somersaults!"
Mao Mao's eyes widened: "Somersault?"
"He can not only do somersaults, but also dance, ride horses, he can do whatever he wants!"
Lou Hongjian was filled with excitement and elation. If he had a horse at that moment, he could run for hours on end without stopping, or dance all night to release his emotions.
But right now he was in the hospital, holding his sweet and soft little sister, so he leaned over and gave Mao Mao a big kiss on the other cheek.
Mao Mao's face was almost deformed from all the kisses he gave her.
"oops!"
Although Lou Heming was also happy about the successful surgery, as a doctor, he did not forget to remind everyone: "You need to be observed for another half month afterward. Postoperative care is also very important. Be careful and watch out for bacterial infection. This is very important."
A successful surgery does not guarantee a smooth outcome. If an infection occurs, the patient's physical condition must be relied upon to recover, and many people die from postoperative infections.
"I know, I'll be careful. I've memorized all the precautions." Lou Hongjian readily agreed, "Second Brother, don't worry. I'll take good care of Asui for the next two weeks and make sure he's lively and energetic, running home on the day he's discharged!"
"Second brother, let's stop talking."
Lou Hongjian was extremely anxious. Holding Mao Mao, he quickly caught up with the operating table that had already been pushed away ahead: "I'm taking Mao Mao to see Asui!"
Lou Heming smiled, watching his younger siblings run off into the distance, but didn't follow. He still needed to change into his surgical gown first.
However, Lou Heming adjusted his glasses and slowly said to the empty corridor, "I guess A-Sui will still need a wheelchair when he is discharged from the hospital."
Lou Fengju glanced at his younger brother.
It seems the surgery went very smoothly; even the usually composed second brother is joking around.
...
As the son of Commander Lou, Lou Yansui had a private hospital room to himself.
When he groggily woke up from the anesthesia, the first thing he saw were several concerned faces.
"Ah Sui, how are you feeling?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"I..." Lou Yansui stared blankly at the ceiling above her head, and said hesitantly, "...It hurts so much."
"..."
After the anesthesia wore off, the pain from the wound slowly began to rise.
Despite the pain, everyone was overjoyed and wept tears of joy.
After all, his legs had previously lost sensation, and the fact that he can now feel pain is proof of recovery!
"Good, good," said Madam Lou with relief, "It's good that it hurts."
Lou Dashuai laughed heartily: "When I was shot before, they didn't even give me anesthesia when they removed the bullet, and I didn't utter a sound! Ah Sui, the men of our Lou family can't be afraid of pain."
The first wife glared at him, then turned to her youngest son and said, "Ah Sui, it's okay if it hurts, you can cry out."
Mao Mao lay on the edge of the bed, nervously looking at his leg wrapped in gauze. Her little hand tentatively reached out and grabbed at it, wanting to touch it but not daring to.
"Brother, are you in a lot of pain?" Mao Mao looked at him worriedly.
Lou Yansui: "I'm fine, Mao Mao."
"Brother, let me blow on it for you, it will make the pain go away."
Mao Mao held onto the edge of the bed, puffed out her cheeks, and breathed on him.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing the edges of the gauze to sway.
Mao Mao stood on tiptoe, breathing very earnestly.
Lou Yansui smiled, reached out from under the covers, and gently patted her head: "Thank you, Mao Mao."
The second concubine came in carrying a thermos.
Pour it into a bowl; it contains golden-yellow chicken soup.
“Surgery requires fasting and no water. Since last night, the Fourth Young Master hasn’t eaten anything. He must be starving after such a major operation,” the Second Concubine said. “I specially asked someone to buy an old hen from the countryside and simmer it for several hours to make soup for him, so he can fill his stomach and get some nutrition.”
The second concubine served chicken soup to Lou Yansui.
Of course, she didn't forget to pour out another small bowl from the thermos and give one to Mao Mao as well.
Mao Mao held the small bowl, looked down at the fragrant soup, and swallowed hard.
But she didn't drink it. Instead, she tilted her head back, her lips sparkling, and asked, "Does Mao Mao have some too?"
This is my brother's food. My brother is a patient. It's not right for Mao Mao to eat my brother's food, is it?
Lou Yansui laughed and said, "It's okay, Mao Mao, I can't finish that much by myself."
"Oh!" Mao Mao immediately buried her face in the bowl and slurped, "I'll help my brother eat!"
Everyone smiled.
"Exactly! Hospital food is never good. After such a major operation, eating such terrible food will ruin your mood. How can you recover properly?" Third Concubine said excitedly. "I'll order food from a restaurant and have them cook delicious meals and send them over every day. I guarantee I'll fatten Fourth Young Master up nice and healthy."
Lou Heming walked in from outside and overheard this conversation. He instructed, "Your diet after surgery should be light and bland. Avoid rich and fatty foods."
"Understood! I understand!"
The third concubine, carrying her handbag, hurried out, the clatter of her high heels disappearing into the corridor.
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