Even Long Jianghua, the eldest uncle, felt a chill run down his spine.
As the elder in the family, he dared not show the slightest panic, and even when making phone calls, he tried his best to suppress any emotions that might leak out.
Several hurried footsteps could be heard outside.
Long Bai'an and Long Yucheng and a few others rushed over.
"elder brother!"
Long Yucheng ran to Long Yunting with a pale face, his voice trembling.
Long Yunting glanced at him and said, "Who told you about this?"
“Yes, it’s the hospital…” Long Yucheng said hoarsely, “Is Dad…”
"Go back to school."
Long Yucheng stood there without moving, his lips pursed.
Zhou Zhuoru and Long Lannuo went to the same school and came back with Long Yucheng and the others. Seeing the atmosphere in their family, she knew that the situation was really not optimistic.
Long Lannuo pursed her lips and followed Long Yucheng to stand in front of Long Yunting.
Long Yunting glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "Go back to school immediately."
“Brother, I’m not going back,” Long Lannuo said, her eyes red and tears welling up. “What happened to Dad? Wasn’t he supposed to be getting better? How could this happen?”
Long Yunting looked over.
Long Lannuo wiped away her tears and stood beside Long Yucheng, blocking his view.
"Help Mom to rest," Long Yunting said in a deep voice. "Dad is still in surgery, but he's fine."
These words, spoken by Long Yunting, unconsciously gained more credibility, and coupled with his calm demeanor, made Long Yucheng and Long Lannuo truly believe them.
Hou Guifang gave birth to four children in total, but the last baby girl died shortly after birth. Long Yucheng and Long Lannuo were only a year apart.
As the eldest brother of the two, Long Yunting usually takes good care of the two younger ones.
Furthermore, because the old man had placed a lot of burdens on him, he was quite strict with himself and others, so his younger siblings were afraid of him.
Long Yucheng and Long Lannuo obediently helped Hou Guifang to the side to rest.
Another half hour passed, and the operating room door opened again.
The doctor who came out this time looked much more relaxed.
"It's a miracle! That medicine worked very well. The surgery will take another hour, but the patient is already basically stable. Please wait patiently."
After saying this, the doctor who came out didn't go back in to get involved.
Upon hearing this, the members of the Long family all breathed a sigh of relief!
Long Yunting nodded and expressed his gratitude to them.
He told everyone else to stay where they were and personally escorted the group of doctors who had been brought in halfway through the journey.
Gao Jie also wiped away a cold sweat, having been afraid that something unexpected might happen.
Now I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Captain Long, I'll see them off first. If anything happens here, be sure to contact us!"
"Thank you for your hard work today."
"It's no trouble at all! It's what we should do," Gao Jie hurriedly waved his hand, not daring to take credit.
After Gao Jie left, Long Yunting sat alone in his wheelchair and took out the medicine the doctor had given him to look at.
He gripped the small medicine bottle tightly in his large hands.
After this is over, he has to go see Sheng Qian.
*
Sheng Qian had not received any news about what happened to the Long family.
In this era, without electronic products, the main means of communication were word of mouth and newspapers.
There were only a few landline phones, which made it very inconvenient for people to make contact.
Sheng Qian made a lot of sachets and hung them in front of her; if anyone liked them, they could buy one to wear.
It's the perfect size, and the workmanship is exquisite.
Sheng Qian asked Sheng Ting to embroider some patterns on it to make it even more beautiful!
Over the next two days, Sheng Qian and Sheng Ting rushed to finish the suits that Qiao Xiangrong had ordered.
This was the first time Sheng Ting had made men's clothing like this, and she was using the best fabric. She was afraid of making a mistake and having to redo it, so she was extra careful with every stitch.
A set of clothes costs nearly 600 yuan.
Sheng Ting dared not be careless at all.
Two days later.
Sheng Ting was cleaning the loose threads on her suit, and couldn't help but step back to look at it again and again, thinking that the suit was very beautiful!
If Mr. Qiao wore it, it would definitely look great and be very flattering!
Sheng Ting thought about it and checked even more carefully for any loose threads that hadn't been properly handled.
Sheng Qian sat down at the small table outside with her meal in her hands. Seeing how carefully Sheng Ting was taking care of her, she said, "Sister Sheng Ting has learned to make suits now. In the future, make a few more suits in this style."
“Um,” Sheng Ting remembered something and asked, “Is a suit really that valuable?”
"Does Sister Sheng Ting think I'm extorting that Boss Qiao?" Sheng Qian said, taking another bite of rice.
Sheng Ting said shyly, "Isn't that right?"
Normally, the most expensive women's clothes they sell are only a few dozen yuan, but they don't sell clothes that cost over a hundred yuan.
Sheng Qian said, “Suits are different. Look at our materials and workmanship. These are only part of the cost; there are other costs not included. A suit made in town would cost me one or two hundred yuan, and the style isn’t as refined as this one. I’d be doing well if I didn’t charge five or six thousand yuan for a suit. After all, this is the first customer I’ve ever had a suit made, so I gave them a discount.”
Five or six thousand!
Sheng Ting's eyes widened!
How many days would it take an average family to earn that much money?
“Foreign goods can sell for tens of thousands of yuan, so why can’t we sell for five or six thousand? Our own clothes are no worse than others, and they have more beautiful and varied designs.” Sheng Qian genuinely felt that a suit costing a few hundred yuan was a steal.
They said they would pick it up in three days, and they came to collect the clothes on the afternoon of the third day.
Qiao Xiangrong came alone, without a driver or assistant.
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