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The "in operation" indicator light went off two hours later.

Qi Guangzhi left the hospital first, and Zheng Haichuan didn't let Zheng Haichuan take him, so Zheng Haichuan could only watch him take the elevator downstairs.

While walking, the old man's back was a little hunched, and his figure was drawn long by the projection of the hospital's incandescent lights.Zheng Haichuan turned his head unbearably, staring at the drink and bread in his hand in a daze.

It was stuffed into Qi Guangzhi's hand before he left, as if he knew in advance that they hadn't had dinner, or maybe he had experienced this kind of hunger while waiting anxiously.

The door of the operating room opened, attracting Zheng Haichuan's attention.

Two fully armed doctors in green surgical gowns and surgical caps came out from the inside. One of them was tall and tall. After talking to the other doctors, he turned his head and ordered the nurses who came up to respond, as if explaining the postoperative s arrangement.

Zheng Haichuan stood up nervously, and stood awkwardly by the corridor, watching him afraid to go forward.

It wasn't until the man's eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses looked over and waved at him again that Zheng Haichuan trotted to catch up.

"In the past two days, remember to continue shifting, strictly observe the changes in indicators such as AKP and bone morphological protein, and remember to follow up on the condition of soft tissues."

Qi Yu and the nurse explained a few professional details, and then planned to talk to the equally anxious Zheng Haichuan.But the young nurse didn't leave immediately, but quietly looked at the two of them through the mask.

Qi Yu looked over with a cold face: "Why are you sticking around? You have also been anesthetized? Or do you want me to arrange a bed?"

Xu Meng shook her head quickly: "I, I'll make arrangements right away!" Then she took the medical records and chased after the operating table rolled out not far away.

In the corridor outside the operating room, there were only two men left in the blink of an eye.Only then did Qi Yu lower his eyebrows and look at the nervous young man in front of him who dared not speak.

"Wait for a long time?"

"Not long." Zheng Haichuan shook his head.

When he ran over just now, he saw a dark circle around the brim of the man's surgical hat.That's the look of sweat dripping down and soaking the fabric.Zheng Haichuan reached out his hand to wipe off the faintly visible beads of sweat on Qi Yu's forehead, but he raised his hand halfway and retracted it.Zheng Haichuan remembers that his daughter-in-law loves to be clean.

Qi Yu caught a glimpse of Zheng Haichuan's movements, and the fatigue of standing in front of the operating table for a long time disappeared immediately.He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, lowered his head, "Wipe it for me."

"Huh?" Zheng Haichuan didn't react immediately.

Qi Yu simply shook his hand that was still wearing rubber gloves, and continued to signal: "The hat is off, it's hot."

"Oh, good!" Zheng Haichuan finally understood, following his wife's instructions, he tore off the surgical cap on his head, and then wiped Qi Yu's forehead twice with the back of his hand that looked cleaner.After wiping, he fanned him.

"Is it better?"

"Yeah." Qi Yu is like a big cat that has been stroked, his eyes narrowed slightly behind the lens.If he hadn't considered that this was a hospital, he would have even thought of leaning directly on his lover.

"Don't worry, the operation was a success, and all the lesions have been ablated." In the end, he only squeezed the young man's palm and told him the result that gave him peace of mind. "I will be hospitalized for a period of time for observation, but the prognosis should not be bad."

Zheng Haichuan's heart that had been hung up all night finally fell at this moment, and a bright halo appeared on his honey-colored face: "That's great!"

He couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his arms and hugged the man who brought him good news fiercely, "Doctor Li! Thank you! Thank you!"

Qi Yu felt as if he was being bound by steel bars, but he didn't struggle at all, he just raised one hand to take off the glove, put it on top of the young man's head, and let the prickly hair arch towards his palm.

"You still want to say thank you to me?" He patted the person gently.

"That, that..." Zheng Haichuan also felt that it seemed inappropriate to say thank you to his family.But if he didn't do anything, he couldn't suppress his joy at the moment. Zheng Haichuan held Qi Yu in his arms and thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with another way to thank him.

He let go of the man a little.

Then he looked back and forth with his head to the left and right.

Seeing that no one was around, he simply pouted, kissed Qi Yu heavily on the cheek, and then grinned his big white teeth.

"Daughter-in-law, it's good to have you!"

Qi Yu still has some professional report records to write, and he has arranged Zheng Jiahe's hospital bed and infusion drugs, so he will go to work first.

Zheng Haichuan sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at the child whose arms were half bandaged with gauze, his eyes were full of distress.

"He Miaoer..."

He was careful not to touch the wound, and touched his little nephew's cool face, "Does it hurt?"

The effect of the anesthetic has not yet faded, Zheng Jiahe shook his head obediently, "It doesn't hurt, Dad."

Now that Zheng Jiahe could feel his fingers move, he was happy, and showed a pale smile to his father, "Uncle Lu said, I will be back to normal in two months."

Originally, he was a little scared when he was on the operating table, but when he saw that it was Uncle Lu holding the knife, he was not afraid anymore.Although only the eyes were exposed from Uncle Lu's body, Zheng Jiahe still recognized the person from the frame of his glasses.

Before the injection, Uncle Lu blinked at him, and then covered his eyes with a cloth. He only felt pain for a while, and then there was no pain anywhere behind.

"Dad Yao! Doctors and uncles are all green!" Zheng Jiahe thought of the uncles and aunts he saw in the operating room, with novelty in his eyes, "So they are all surnamed Lu?"

Zheng Haichuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

So it turns out that Xiao Hemiao inherited his illiteracy, and has always regarded Dr. Lu... no, Dr. Yu as Doctor Lu?

"Haha, He Miaoer, they are wearing green surgical gowns, the color has nothing to do with their surname!"

"Oh, so only Uncle Lu's surname is Lu?"

"Uncle Lu's surname is not Lu, his surname is Qi." Zheng Haichuan said, taking the little guy's left hand, and stroking it with his fingers, "This Qi, this law... Yu!"

Zheng Haichuan secretly made up his mind in his heart, next time he can't call Dr. Li by the wrong name again, it's easy to mislead the children.

But some habits, once formed, are hard to change.Just like once a person enters the heart, he will not be far away from any doubts from the outside world.

Zheng Haichuan had another conversation with Zheng Jiahe, telling him that he would be able to see his father and grandfather tomorrow. Zheng Jiahe's face showed an expression of anticipation and excitement visible to the naked eye.

"Okay, it's time for the good boy to go to bed. Get a good night's sleep, and you will be able to see Dad and Grandpa when you open your eyes the next day."

The little guy couldn't eat at this time, so Zheng Haichuan tore some bread for him and soaked it in hot water, and then urged Zheng Jiahe to sleep.

"Then will dad be there too?"

The eyes of the little boy on the bed were wide open, and there was finally some flesh on his face that had been fed by Zheng Haichuan for more than half a year, but with such an illness, he didn't know how much he would lose.

"Certainly come, Dad Yao will come to see our He Miao'er every day, and he will cook delicious food for He Miao'er!" Zheng Haichuan promised, grabbing the little guy's fleshy cheeks.

"Okay, go to sleep."

"Oh, good night Dad Yao!" Zheng Jiahe pulled the quilt over his nose and closed his eyes obediently.

Zheng Haichuan smiled and pulled the quilt to his neck and tucked it in, "Good night, He Miaoer."

The child fell asleep, and Zheng Haichuan remembered Qi Yu who had been busy all night and hadn't eaten or rested yet.He walked out of the ward with a drink, and wanted to ask the man if he had any supper he wanted, so he went out to buy it.

It was almost early morning, and outside the wards of the inpatient department, only families of patients in twos and threes were walking and washing.Zheng Haichuan walked through these people and found the doctor's office where Qi Yu was based on the memory of last time.

The door of the office was closed, but perhaps because the person who closed the door did not pay attention, the lock was not inserted, leaving a gap.

"Doctor Qi, is the patient who was operated on just now your...relative?"

"Is this work-related?"

Zheng Haichuan was about to knock on the door to find someone, but he heard the conversation inside.He thought that if Qi Yu was busy with his colleagues, he would come back later, but the next second he couldn't help but stop because of the question from another person in the room.

"I think... if others know that he was a trial patient because of his relationship with you, it will be harmful to your reputation."

The female voice was very young, like the little nurse outside the operating room just now.

"Doctor Qi, I don't want to harm you. I just think you have a bright future. Don't give up your principles just because other people use your body to please you, and it will affect your future!"