I listened to my sister's words today.

Jiang Ling personally stood beside the operating table, and the assistants were cooperating in an orderly manner.

The data on the monitoring screen remained stable, and the operating room was so quiet that only the humming of the instruments could be heard.

The operation was successfully completed in just two hours.

Jiang Ling took off her gloves and nodded to the medical team around her.

The doctors in the observation room had forgotten their tiredness at this moment. They were stunned by the textbook-level operation just now.

Everyone couldn't help but applaud Mr. Jiang's outstanding skills, and some people were even moved to tears.

But then, Grandson Wen's surgery began, but this time it was not as smooth as before.

When the operation was halfway through, the patient suddenly developed an unexpected condition. The heart rate curve on the monitoring screen fluctuated violently, and everyone's heart instantly rose to their throat.

"Adrenaline speeds up the infusion"

Jiang Ling's voice was very calm.

He adjusted his surgical strategy, his hands remaining steady as a rock, his eyes fixed firmly on the surgical field.

Although the assistants on the side were sweating profusely, they quickly restored order under the command.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the tension in the air was almost suffocating.

Finally, the curve on the screen returned to a stable state. Jiang Ling took a deep breath and continued with the remaining operations.

The operation was not completed until the evening.

The doctors in the observation room have been standing there almost since noon, staring at the screen intently, forgetting even to drink water.

Some of them took notes quickly with notebooks, while others used their mobile phones to record the live broadcast screen.

At that moment, no one felt tired, and there was only one thought in their minds: it was all worth it.

When the last instrument was turned off and the lights in the operating room returned to normal, thunderous applause broke out in the observation room.

At this time, Jiang Ling walked out of the operating room and took off her mask. Although her face was full of fatigue, she still took out her mobile phone to check the vital signs monitor at home.

After confirming on the phone screen that the life monitor at home was normal, I breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and told the team: "Keep following up over there."

After confirming that everything was arranged properly, he turned and left.

The car door closed, and on the road, he made some adjustments and thought about the next arrangements.

On the way, I went to the company again.

Inside the office building, the lights were sparse late at night, and it was eerily quiet.

He handled several urgent matters so quickly that the secretary didn't dare to say a word.

The documents at hand were quickly read through, and the pen was put to paper, as if the previous two busy hours were just a dream.

When I got home, the clock was already pointing to two in the morning.

When he got off the car, he took a deep breath. The cold night air cut through his chest like an ice knife, but it failed to reduce the fatigue in his heart.

As I walked to the door, my sight was attracted by a familiar figure.

The light at the door was dim, but it still reflected the outlines of the Yun couple.

The two men looked haggard and stood straight, as if they had been waiting all night.

Without saying much, he just nodded lightly and signaled the guard to let the person go.

At this moment, his mind was already clear - the reason why the little guy fainted had been found out, and it had nothing to do with the Yun family. More importantly, the little guy actually liked the Yun family very much.

I returned home, took off my coat, and went straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

The moment I pushed open the bedroom door, moonlight poured in from the gap in the curtains, soft but cold, making the little guy's figure particularly clear.

The little person on the bed was so quiet that it was heartbreaking. The respirator on the bridge of his nose reflected light slightly, making the tender little face look even paler.

Jiang Ling stood at the door, stunned for several seconds, his Adam's apple rolling and his heart aching slightly.

She was holding a small cake in her hand, which was the little guy's favorite flavor.

The bow on the cake box was a little wrinkled, obviously it had been in a hurry.

She tiptoed to the bedside, placed the cake on the small table beside her, then leaned over and gently kissed the little guy's forehead, her voice low but gentle.

"Wake up, okay? I brought your favorite cake today too."

The little guy still had his eyes closed and was breathing evenly, as if immersed in some bottomless dream.

He reached out and gently tidied up the loose hair on the little guy's forehead.

Just as he was about to stand up, there was a soft knock on the door.

The sound was not loud, but it was particularly clear in the silence.

When I walked to the door and opened it, I saw the Yun couple standing outside.

The two seemed to be deliberately holding their breath, their faces still showing some uneasiness.

Yunmu spoke first, her voice choked with sobs.

"We...are here to see the child. We won't disturb him for long."

Jiang Ling's eyes were slightly cold, but he didn't refuse immediately. He moved aside a little.

"Come in." There wasn't much emotion in his tone, but there was a sense of oppression.

The Yun couple walked into the bedroom and their eyes quickly fell on the quiet little figure on the bed.

Yunmu's eyes instantly flushed red, and she clenched her hands, as if afraid to disturb the sleeping child. Yun's father stood silently beside her, his face calm but unable to hide the complex emotions in his eyes.

"Ruoruo...are you okay?"

Mica asked softly, her voice almost inaudible.

Jiang Ling stood aside, arms folded across her chest, her eyes swept over the two of them calmly, her tone calm and distant: "It's stable for now, but we need time to observe."

Luo's mother nodded, and finally couldn't help but shed tears, but she didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the child's peace.

Father Yun patted her shoulder gently and whispered, "We shouldn't disturb her for too long. We just need to make sure the child is okay."

Jiang Ling's eyes darkened a little, and his voice was low: "I said, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"Now that you're here, there's no need to blame yourself too much."

Although the tone was emotional, the coldness and distance in it could not be ignored.

Jiang Ling's gaze returned to the little person on the bed. After a moment's silence, he spoke calmly, "I'll take care of her situation myself. You don't have to worry about it."

"but……"

"Since you are so sincere, please cherish every opportunity to spend time together."

"She likes you guys, that's true."

When Yunmu heard this, tears burst out again.

He nodded, his voice choked with sobs: "Thank you... Thank you for letting us see her."

Father Yun didn't say much, but the gratitude and solemnity in his eyes were self-evident.

He lowered his head to look at the pale but peaceful little face, his eyes were complicated, as if he was recalling something from the distant past.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, and the only sounds in the room were the little guy's even breathing and the slight beeping of the monitor.

The Yun family couple didn't dare to stay for long. They quickly nodded to Jiang Ling and said goodbye in a low voice: "Then we will go back first. Thank you for your help."

Jiang Ling nodded slightly in response.

He returned to the bed, sat on the chair, leaned tiredly against the back of the chair, his eyes fixed on the little person on the bed, and remained silent for a long time.

I reached out and gently held the little hand. The small palm felt slightly cool, but so soft that it made my heart ache.

"You..."

Whispering softly.

"When will I be able to worry less?"

(Thank you all for your support and gifts. Actually, these two chapters have 2 words, which have been reduced to more than 4000 words. This part of the story has been concluded as much as possible.)