Chapter 84 Fourth Brother Undergoes Surgery
Although she had long been determined to have the surgery, Lou Yansui still couldn't help but feel fear when the day actually came.
It wasn't just him; everyone in the Lou family, except for Mao Mao, was the same.
On the day of the surgery, everyone came to the hospital.
Lou Dashuai, who is usually the busiest man, canceled all his official duties to accompany his youngest son for surgery.
To treat his youngest son's legs, Lou Dashuai consulted not only Western doctors but also traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.
The doctor came every day to perform acupuncture on Lou Yansui's legs, but unfortunately, there was no improvement. Now, she was about to go into surgery, and everyone was on tenterhooks.
It's important to understand that surgery in this era was no simple matter.
Unlike traditional Chinese medicine, which involves taking a few doses of medicine and getting acupuncture, Western medicine often involves cutting open the abdomen, dissecting the body, and then stitching it back up – it sounds terrifying.
Humans aren't chickens, ducks, fish, or meat. If you put them on a cutting board to be cooked, cut them open, and then sewed them back up, wouldn't that take away most of their lives?
Even a minor cut or bleed can take months to heal, let alone a major surgery with a low success rate.
Countless people have died on the operating table.
Haicheng is a big city, and Renji Hospital is a Sino-foreign cooperative hospital with advanced medical equipment imported from abroad. Most of the doctors here are blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners. Lou Heming invited the best surgeon for his younger brother and carefully deliberated on the surgical plan many times before the operation.
However, no matter how many times it is derived, the success rate is still not high.
Even for the most skilled surgeons, getting a disabled patient to stand up is not an easy task.
Dr. Andre, who performed the surgery on Lou Yansui, looked disapproving: "Lou, you shouldn't have put your brother at such a risk."
Lou Heming adjusted his glasses: "I'm counting on you, Andrei."
“I will do my best,” Dr. Andrei said, shaking his head. “But, you know, even internationally, this surgery is not easy.”
Lou Heming murmured, "It will succeed, it will succeed..."
Because their little lucky star spoke up.
Although he believed in his younger sister's miraculous abilities from the bottom of his heart, Lou Heming pressed his chest and still felt that the beating rhythm under his chest was a little faster than usual.
If he thought this way, the other residents of the building were no different.
Although Mao Mao had already reassured them, everyone still turned pale when they saw Lou Yansui being moved onto the operating table.
After signing the preoperative consent form, Lou Dashuai saw the words "The hospital will not be responsible for any accidents that may occur during treatment," and even though he was a man who had seen countless big scenes, his heart tightened.
The first wife held her youngest son's cold hand: "It's alright, Asui. Heming said to give him anesthesia first. Once he's anesthetized, you won't feel anything. You'll feel fine after you come out."
"Hmm." Lou Yansui stared at the ceiling, her mind uneasy.
After a moment, he added, "It's okay, Mom, I'm not afraid."
First wife: "Good, it's good that you're not afraid."
Lou Fengju stepped forward, put his arm around his mother's shoulder reassuringly, and looked down at his younger brother lying on the operating table, saying, "A-Sui, after you are discharged from the hospital, I will give you the best horse."
"Thank you, brother."
Lou Hongjian comforted him, "After you are discharged from the hospital, I will give you Mao Mao so that she can sleep with you every day. I won't fight you for her—until the end of the year."
Lou Yansui almost laughed in anger, struggling to sit up on the operating table: "Mao Mao has always liked sleeping with me."
Lou Hongjian: "Who said that? I'm Mao Mao's favorite older brother!"
First wife: "Alright, at a time like this, you two brothers still have to start arguing."
Lou Yansui turned her head away, her hand under the blanket involuntarily curling up and crumpling the sheets beneath.
He looked around; his parents and brothers were gathered around the operating table, each face showing concern, but the one he most wanted to see was not there.
"Where's Mao Mao? Didn't Mao Mao come?"
"Brother, I'm here."
A soft, gurgling sound came from under the bed.
Mao Mao's little hands were tucked under the bed, and her little head peeked out from the edge of the bed. The bed was too high and she was too short, so she had to try to stand on tiptoe to get close to her brother.
At this moment, her chubby little face was also full of concern: "Brother, don't be afraid, Mao Mao is waiting for you outside."
Although she didn't know how serious surgery was, standing next to the adults, she could feel their tension.
"I'm not afraid," Lou Yansui said. "Brother, you're not afraid."
Lou Yansui looked at her face and couldn't help but reach out from under the blanket and press his hand against her cheek. As soon as he touched her, Mao Mao tilted her head to rub against his cool palm.
The soft, warm touch came from my palm, like being nudged by a warm puppy, or holding a handful of hot milk.
This was the first time Mao Mao had ever seen her brother lying in a hospital bed, wearing surgical scrubs, looking very weak.
The hospital is a place for treating illnesses; my brother is sick.
Mao Mao looked at him with teary eyes: "Brother, you have to get better soon."
Lou Yansui: "Mao Mao is my lucky star. With Mao Mao around, I will be just as lucky as Mao Mao."
Before he went to the hospital, there was a new development in the story of Maomao and Maomao, which he had already told his younger sister.
Maomao was injured while wandering, but was rescued by kind people and eventually survived the crisis safely.
Mao Mao rubbed her hand hard against her brother's and said earnestly in her little voice, "I'm lending my good luck to my brother! Brother, you'll definitely get better!"
"Um!"
"It's almost time," Lou Heming interrupted the siblings. "A-Sui, it's time for you to go into the operating room."
Lou Yansui could only touch his sister's face one last time before reluctantly withdrawing his hand.
Lou Heming was also wearing surgical scrubs.
He is an attending physician at Renji Hospital and is here today to assist Dr. Andre.
As he wheeled his younger brother into the operating room, before the doors closed, he exchanged glances with his anxious family members, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses steady and gentle.
The door closed, and what followed was a long wait.
Mao Mao was carried to a bench by her mother. She nestled against her mother affectionately, staring at her little feet dangling in mid-air.
The First Madam was restless and couldn't help but take her away from Xia Xiaoxiang and hold the soft little bundle in her arms, as if holding her would make her feel at ease.
Mao Mao looked up at her: "Big Mom?"
"Mao Mao," the First Madam murmured to herself, "you must protect Asui."
After not seeing her brother, Mao Mao became calmer.
Among the crowd waiting outside the operating room, she was the calmest.
Mao Mao leaned against the First Madam's chest, idly playing with her fingers, looking completely dazed.
What should we play after my brother comes out?
Mao Mao wants to play the harmonica for her brother!
Puff puff puff!
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