Deng Chen woke up about ten minutes or half an hour after the operation.
There is a crack in the bone. It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. I guess I need to take good care of myself in the next few months.
There was something special about his arm, so Mr. Deng asked the doctor about it.
The doctor is not sure whether it will affect his current perception problems.
So these two days are critical moments, and we must observe at all times.
Seeing that everything was fine for the time being, Mr. Deng let Yu Xiangdong go back first.
Mother Ying brought some chicken porridge and also brought some food for Father Deng.
Seeing that Deng Chen had woken up, he asked about his physical condition and expressed some words of gratitude and concern.
After the Ying family left, Deng's father brought a bowl of chicken porridge and smiled and praised his son.
"Well done, son. You're a real man. It's just a broken heel. You'll get over it if you hold on. This time you saved the life of the Ying family's little daughter. This is a great favor. Look how welcoming Chief Ying's wife was today. She told you to take care of yourself and even made you chicken porridge."
"Dad, you're overthinking it again."
"Dad didn't think too much this time. The Ying family is very worried about you today. Chief Ying has been here for several hours."
Deng Chen glanced down at the chicken porridge and suddenly asked, "How is her neck injury?"
This question left Mr. Deng stunned for a long time. It took him a long time to figure out who his son was talking about. He smiled and said, "It's nothing serious, just a small cut. No stitches, just a bandage. You were so worried when the baby first came."
He knew his son was not as calm as he appeared.
"...Oh." Deng Chen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't ask.
At around 7 o'clock, Deng Qing and his wife came with food.
Deng Qing said that his mother prepared it at home, but in fact, Deng's father knew that it was definitely not made by his wife.
Alas, if he does one thing wrong in this life, he will have to spend his whole life making up for it.
He is tired too.
Deng Qing was also caught in a dilemma. Her mother was so unreasonable. She was supposed to come together after get off work, but she refused to come.
In the end, I could only ask Qingqing to cook some food and bring it over.
As a son, he can see clearly that the dead are gone and Xiaochen's mother has been dead for many years.
He raised Xiaochen since he was a child. He got a son for nothing, but his mother didn't want him and treated him like an enemy all day long. As a son, he was exhausted.
"Brother, sister-in-law, thank you. I'm fine, don't worry. If you can't take Dad home later, I can do it alone at night."
"How can that be? I've already told your sister-in-law that I'm here tonight. Dad, you should go back too."
"You two can go back. I'll be right here."
"Dad, brother, I usually can't move this arm either, and now it's no different than usual."
Deng Chen really felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
His father disagreed and insisted on staying to look after him at night.
"Dad, I want to go out tomorrow."
"No, you can't move around right now. If you want to go out, Dad will help you."
"Tomorrow is the anniversary of my mother's death."
“…”
Deng Guoming was stunned by Deng Chen's words. After a long while, he said, "I'll go. Dad will go burn some incense for your mom tomorrow."
Deng Chen rubbed his eyes and said nothing.
I didn’t actually get up very often at night, and my arms didn’t hurt.
This made Deng Chen and his father worried all night. They thought that the arm that had been getting better had returned to its previous state.
The next day, as soon as the doctor came to work, I immediately asked him to take a look.
"Oh, that's strange. The patient recovered very well. He healed so much overnight."
"Doctor, are you saying that my son is fine now?"
"There's nothing wrong with the arm, and everything else should be fine too. We still need to observe it more."
Although the doctor did not give any guarantee, Mr. Deng still felt that his son's broken arm was not a bad thing.
Look, it recovered so well in just one night. There must be nothing wrong with the arm. Maybe it can even be healed after being broken.
Originally, Mr. Deng was planning to heat up the food brought by his eldest son in the cafeteria, but Ying Han rushed to bring them the food.
Yesterday I brought them chicken porridge, and this morning I brought them eight-treasure porridge, fried eggs with chopped green onions, and cabbage and tofu.
"Hanhan, you've taken so much trouble. There's a cafeteria in the hospital, and you're still running around in this cold weather with your injuries. Uncle Deng is so grateful."
"Uncle Deng, please stop saying that. This is what I should do. The wound on my neck is just superficial and has already scabbed over."
Ying Han's words obviously made Deng's father happy. Thinking of creating an opportunity for his son, he took the food his son brought last night and said, "This is the food I brought from home after cooking. It would be a pity to throw it away. I'll go to the cafeteria to heat it up."
As soon as Mr. Deng left, Ying Han finally spoke to Deng Chen, "Deng Chen, are you feeling better?"
As he spoke, he helped Deng Chen serve his rice.
"I saw the doctor early this morning and he said I'm recovering very quickly."
"Very quickly?" That means her space water is effective.
"Yeah." He didn't quite understand what the doctor said, but he didn't feel any pain at all.
"That's great. Did the doctor explain the various functions?"
"No, I still need to observe carefully."
"Oh...eat quickly, eat more and you will get better faster." Ying Han made him a small bowl of porridge and put it to his mouth with a spoon.
Deng Chen was embarrassed for a moment, then quickly took over and said, "I can do it myself. Aren't you going to work today?"
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