The sick and the sick are reborn

surgery

what I want to do in the future

On the day of the operation, even though Yuan An said that it would be good to just wait a while to sign, Qin Siming put off work all day and came to the hospital at eight o'clock in the morning to accompany him.

The operation was scheduled in the morning, and after everything was ready, Yuan An was pushed into the operating room.

Qin Siming did not leave, but waited outside the operating room for more than two hours until the lights outside the operating room went out.

The surgery is over.

The nurse pushed Yuan An back to the ward, while Qin Sixing stopped Jiang Hede who had just left the ward.

"Uncle Jiang, how is his condition? Did the operation go well?"

Jiang Hede glared at him, and said, "Do you think my surgery for early gastric cancer will not go well?"

Asking such a question is simply doubting his medical skills and so many years of experience as a surgeon.

Qin Sixing smirked and realized this, and quickly apologized with a smile: "Of course not. I can't trust Uncle Jiang's medical skills, otherwise I wouldn't ask you to come here."

Jiang Hede snorted, shook his head again, and said, "You, if you care about it, you will be confused. Fortunately, the child was discovered in the early stage of gastric cancer, so now his condition is quite good, and he only needs chemotherapy and cooperation after surgery. A few medications would do the trick."

Qin Siming breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang."

After speaking, he involuntarily looked in the direction of Yuan'an's ward.

Jiang Hede saw that his heart was about to fly away, so he quickly grabbed the others and said, "You made such a fuss at home back then, and now you finally got your wish. But how do I feel, you didn't say anything , `Nan Feng is all your unilateral intention, right?

Qin Siming was silent for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "He doesn't know who I am yet."

After finishing speaking, he said again: "Uncle Jiang, you must be very tired after the operation just now, right? Go and rest, I'll go and see him."

Jiang Hede watched Qin Sixing hesitate to speak, but then he just sighed and waved his hands to leave.

Qin Sixing smiled when he saw this, and then walked towards Yuan An's ward.

……

After seven o'clock in the evening, Yuan An slowly woke up.

He squinted his eyes and rested on the bed for a while before he noticed Qin Sixing who was working on the escort chair beside the bed.

Yuan An was still feeling unwell, so he didn't speak for a moment, but just looked at Qin Sixing quietly.

The light on the other side of the ward was on, and the white light was partly blocked by the goose-yellow curtain, so it wasn't too glaring, and there was even a warm atmosphere on his side of the bed.

After a while, Qin Sixing moved, reaching out to grab the water glass on the bedside table.

His eyes shifted from the tablet, and then happened to meet Uehara An's.

Qin Sixing immediately smiled softly, and said, "I'm awake, is there any discomfort?"

Yuan An shook his head lightly, watching him lost in thought.

Qin Siming was slightly startled, then stroked Yuan An's hair, and asked softly, "Why are you a little dazed? Haven't you fully woken up from the anesthesia yet?"

Yuan An couldn't help laughing, he thought for a while, and said, "Mr. Qin, have you been here all this time?"

Qin Siming nodded, and said, "When Aunt Su came over to give you a massage at noon, she brought me a tablet and computer by the way, so I'll just work here. Otherwise, if you wake up and find yourself alone, maybe It will be hard."

Aunt Su was the nutritionist aunt who delivered porridge to Yuan An that day.

Yuan An didn't expect him to be so caring, his eyes widened slightly for a moment, his heart was sour and warm.

He pursed his lips and said jokingly: "I heard that some patients talk a lot of nonsense when they are still under anesthesia. Did Mr. Qin hear what I said?"

Qin Sixing couldn't help laughing out loud, and said helplessly, "Yes, but the voice is so low that I can't hear you clearly. Does the little patient still have burdens?"

"Hahaha." Yuan An shook his head with a smile again and again, due to his weakness, the laughter was not loud, almost only a breath sound.

After laughing, he said: "It's good that I don't lose face, I still have a little burden."

When he woke up and recovered, Yuan An realized that he had undergone surgery in the early stage of gastric cancer in this life.

He didn't know what his future would be like, but just now he suddenly realized that just a few days after being reborn, the experience of dying from advanced gastric cancer in his previous life seemed to have been a long time ago, becoming illusory, like a dream.

But he understood that those were not dreams, and what happened in the dream was not something he could let go of.

Those things really happened to him, how could he forget them just because he was far away these few days?

Thinking of this, Yuan An's eyes became a little dark.

After a long while, Yuan An heard Qin Siming's voice ask gently: "I asked the doctor just now, and he said that you will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. What are you going to do after discharge?"

"You have to find a place to live first, and then find a job."

Qin Siming pondered for a moment, then asked, "What kind of job are you looking for?"

Yuan An smiled sheepishly, and said, "The employment direction of my university major is not what I like. I would like to continue writing scripts, but it will take a while to write, so I still want to at least find a job to make the transition."

"Writing scripts? You still have this specialty?"

Yuan An nodded slightly.

"A game project that my company is working on lacks a script, are you interested?"

Yuan An was stunned.

The only script he has written so far is "Cold Sword", and the film script is different from the game script, so he is not sure that he will be able to write it well.

Yuan An spoke out his inner thoughts truthfully.

After hearing this, Qin Siming didn't mind and said, "As long as you are interested, I believe you can do it."

His eyes were focused and gentle, full of trust.

But he obviously hasn't read the script he wrote until now, why?

Yuan An couldn't think of the reason, and he didn't dare to ask. In the end, it could only be attributed to Qin Siming's desire to help him.

What a gentle and considerate person who cares about other people's feelings.It was the same yesterday, when he begged to sign for him, Qin Siming not only readily agreed, but also didn't ask about his family's situation at all.

Yuan An felt that he was taken care of by such a gentle Qin Siming from body to heart.

He lowered his eyes, thinking that maybe he could accept Qin Siming's help.

Lu's occupies half of the domestic game market, and one of its online games has become popular for nearly three years because of its attractive plot and gameplay, which has created a lot of traffic for Lu's.

And he just happens to be good at writing plots.

Yuan An suddenly had an urge to write a more attractive plot than this game under Lu's.

The hands under the quilt secretly clenched into fists, Yuan An pursed her lips and said, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, I also believe that I can do it. But I still hope that you will read my script before making a decision."

Qin Sixing smiled gently and nodded.

Only then did Yuan An feel relieved, slowly sat up from the bed, and sent him a copy of the script file of "Cold Knife".

It was getting late, and I thought I was sleepy again.

After Qin Siming noticed, he got up and said goodbye to Yuan An, telling him to rest well.

"I'll come see you tomorrow." He bent down and tucked Yuan An in the blanket.

Yuan An was sleepy, nodded, and watched Qin Si wake up from the ward.

The next day, Qin Siming came to the hospital early in the morning, followed by Aunt Su, who brought the porridge she cooked carefully.

But Yuan An was still exhausted and couldn't eat, so the porridge was just put aside.

Aunt Su pressed Yuan An's leg, then helped him walk slowly on the ground.

Seeing Yuan An's gaze occasionally sweeping over the thermos bucket beside the hospital bed, Aunt Su smiled and said, "Don't worry, after you exhaust your gas, you can eat the porridge made by Auntie. At that time, Auntie will give you some tricks Stew soup, I'm afraid you will get tired of drinking it."

Yuan An withdrew his gaze, shook his head quickly, and said, "Why, I won't get tired of the soup made by Auntie."

He said again: "I just think that Auntie must have woken up to cook the porridge early in the morning. It's too wasteful to just leave it alone."

Aunt Su smiled so much that her eyes curled up, and she said, "Isn't there still Mr. Qin drinking this? It won't be wasted."

As she said that, she turned her gaze to Qin Siming, and said, "Mr. Qin, I'm taking Yuan Yuan outside for some activities. You should drink that porridge."

Yuan Yuan.

No one had ever called him that.

Yuan An couldn't help laughing.

Qin Siming nodded, "Okay, I'll drink it up, it won't be wasted at all." Although he had eaten a little breakfast on the way to the hospital, he wasn't hungry right now.

Qin Siming's last sentence was obviously meant for Yuan An.

Yuan An looked at him with a smile and nodded, then slowly walked out of the ward with the support of Aunt Su.

The two didn't go far, they just walked back and forth slowly in the corridor outside the ward.

"Mr. Qin came to Hejiang City not long ago. I didn't expect to make a friend like Yuanyuan so soon." Aunt Su said.

Yuan An chuckled, and said: "Mr. Qin is so gentle, there must be many people who want to be friends with him."

Aunt Su shook her head, "He is also gentle with people he is familiar with, and he is too lazy to deal with others. Those who are not familiar with him dare not talk to him much."

Hearing this, Yuan An couldn't help but think of Qin Sixing's cold eyes and demeanor when he saw Qin Sixing in the corner of the garden.

"It's true when I think about it. When I saw Mr. Qin on the first day, he seemed a little fierce. But when Mr. Qin saw me the next day, for some reason, his attitude was much gentler."

Aunt Su laughed, and said, "Maybe it's because I know you are pure-hearted, and I think we can have more contacts. After all, after coming to Hejiang City, all he met and contacted were business partners, and no one like you has appeared yet. By his side."

Yuan An pondered for a while, and asked, "Auntie, you seem to know Mr. Qin very well."

Aunt Su smiled and shook her head, paused, and said, "Although Mr. Qin hired me when he came to Hejiang City, I actually don't know him very well... I was just guessing just now, it's not always the case in TV dramas." Did you play it?"

When Yuan An heard this, he smiled awkwardly.

If he remembered correctly, the kind of plot that appeared in the TV series... It seems that it can't be used on him and Mr. Qin.