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In the middle of the night, the pain from Qin i’s wound reached a crescendo. With no other choice, Mother Qin had to fold a hot, damp towel for her to bite on.
Song Xiaoyu ca for a thorough examination. Based on the post-surgery data, everything seed excellent. She then held Qin i’s hand, comforting her, "Just endure a little longer, at most three more hours, and it won’t hurt as much as it does now. Think about how you’ll have a healthy baby in the future. Doesn’t that make this pain seem like no big deal?"
Qin i was in so much pain she couldn’t speak. She looked at Song Xiaoyu gratefully, nodding vigorously. Sweat from her forehead soaked through her hair, sticking to her face, adding to the disheveled misery.
The family mber keeping vigil by her side couldn’t help but marvel, "She’s so brave. My dad cried out all night after his surgery, but she hasn’t made a single peep. She’s truly courageous."
"Indeed, compared to this young comrade, I’m truly embarrassed," said the old man lying on the bed with IV drips, feeling sheepish. "I understand this pain all too well—I just couldn’t help it. Although crying out doesn’t solve anything, at that mont, I felt it brought so relief to my heart."
Another old lady from a different bed sighed, "Big brother, you have no idea. The night after my surgery, my body felt terrible and my mood was awful. But your crying out all night filled my heart with a bunch of cotton tufts."
The old man then asked, "So on the night of your surgery, you didn’t cry out?"
The old lady smiled sheepishly, "I didn’t. I got a painkiller shot."
"We’re not as strong as this young lady here. It’s like we’ve lived our lives for nothing."
"That’s how I feel now too. At my age, I’m not as strong as a young girl."
The patients in the intensive care unit all needed to receive infusions throughout the night. Thus, once one person started talking, the others followed suit, opening up the conversation. Initially, because of the commotion caused by Wang Fong and others, everyone was reluctant to speak with the Qin family. However, now, seeing Qin i’s fortitude, the icy barriers quietly lted away.
Chuxia, listening from the sidelines, couldn’t help but chuckle to herself. This was truly setting soone on a pedestal and not allowing them to step down. By now, even if Qin i couldn’t bear it and wanted to scream, she’d be too embarrassed to do so. As for getting a painkiller shot, the re thought was out of the question. At her age, with marriage and children soon to be on the agenda, it would be odd if she dared to get one after Song Xiaoyu’s words.
Wang Fong stood to the side, pretending to be busy but never quite hitting the mark. Finally, Mother Qin couldn’t stand it any longer and gave the hint for her to leave, "Xiao Feng, you should go ho and rest. Co back to take care of your sister when she’s recovering better."
The implied aning was, "I don’t trust you. Don’t bother coming these next few days..."
Wang Fong’s face turned bright red, both embarrassed and stuck in a dilemma. Of course, she wanted to go ho to sleep, but she had promised Qin Sheng that she would build a good relationship with her elder cousin-in-law, hoping to receive her favor in the future. If she left now, wouldn’t all her efforts have been in vain?
Even though these weren’t dumplings made by her, weren’t her mother’s dumplings just as good? Lin Chuxia refused, but why were her mother-in-law and Huang Li also ignoring them?
"Mom, you and Sister Huang should have so food." Wang Fong reluctantly pushed the thermal container of dumplings toward her mother-in-law. "I even prepared so for Director Song and Doctor Xiao Lin, but they said the hospital has rules. If you don’t eat it, all this will go to waste."
At a ti like this, still fixated on food?
Mother Qin frowned and turned to her future daughter-in-law, "Xiao Feng, I truly can’t eat anything right now. Seeing your sister like this, how can I have an appetite? Leave one portion for Comrade Huang, and take the other back for Little Sheng."
"He’s not a patient, nor is he keeping vigil. Why does he need to eat sothing so good?" Wang Fong stood her ground, not moving. "I can just stay here, right? Tomorrow morning, when mom goes to work, I can take over."
"There’s no need. I’ve already decided to take leave. Your sister can’t be without soone at a ti like this, and you and Little Sheng aren’t married yet. It’s not proper for you to stay here. Go back ho."
Mother Qin’s words were harsh, and Wang Fong’s face turned shades of red and white. Just as she was about to turn and leave, she caught a glimpse of Chuxia and Wang Jing standing to the side. She swallowed her anger, considered for a mont, and then simply found a stool to sit down on in a corner, staying quiet without approaching.
Mother Qin sighed helplessly. How could she not understand her forr daughter-in-law’s intentions? But now, with her daughter lying in bed, what could she say? Should she tell her that her daughter and Director Zhou were not lovers and ask her not to interfere?
Well, if she really said that, Wang Fong would definitely co at the first opportunity, dragging her son along to demand she go to work. How could they let soone outside the family take care of her sick daughter? Wouldn’t that be a slap in the face for them as parents?
It was because she had always been too indulgent with her son that he turned out this way. Mother Qin quietly wiped away her tears and shifted her gaze to the empty space, unable to bear the sight of her daughter’s face contorted in pain.
It was the toughest ti right now. Chuxia had been right here all along, keeping her company. Technically, Wang Jing could have gone to sleep, but because her stepmother had co to make a scene earlier, she couldn’t sleep. She decided to just stay up and keep Chuxia and her sister company.
Chuxia noticed Qin i’s effort to endure the pain and the veins throbbing on her forehead. She sighed, stepped forward, took her hand, and gently massaged it. "Sister Qin, if it really hurts too much to bear, just grunt a little. Sotis, expressing it can really help distract you and make the pain feel less severe."
Qin i stubbornly shook her head, her towel soaked with a layer of blood from her biting it. Chuxia nudged the dazed Mother Qin. "Auntie, help Sister Qin change her towel."
"Alright, alright." Mother Qin agreed and hurriedly washed another towel and replaced it for her daughter.
Another grueling two hours passed, and Qin i finally got through the worst of her pain. Seeing her complexion begin to calm, both Chuxia and Wang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
At so point, both had broken out in a sweat. Now, as they relaxed, they felt chillingly cold.
After giving a few instructions to Mother Qin and Huang Li, the two of them left the sickroom.
Zhou Mikang and Lin Wenbin were sitting outside. Seeing the two won erge, they stood up.
"Why did you both co over again?" Chuxia looked at them with puzzlent. "Didn’t we agree that you weren’t allowed to co? Can’t you cooperate?"
Lin Wenbin ruffled her head. "Ungrateful little thing, we’ve been sitting outside for over two hours. You couldn’t care less, and now you’re scolding us. That’s not good."
"You’re the one who’s not good," Chuxia retorted with a roll of her eyes. "You said you’d give space, you promised space, and yet you went back on your word. That’s not good at all."
"Okay, we were wrong. But the thing is, this is the first ti you’ve been part of such a major surgery. No matter what, it’s a milestone for you tonight. We can’t celebrate together, but we can at least keep you company, right?
Don’t worry, the next ti you’re involved in surgery, even if you beg to co, I won’t. Do you think I have nothing better to do? Let tell you, I am so busy that I don’t even have ti to eat.
Do you realize how important you are in my eyes? I’m that busy, yet I co over every day to accompany you. How about that, do you think I’m a better brother to you than that good-for-nothing husband of yours?"
Chuxia looked puzzledly at Zhou Mikang. "Weren’t you two getting along like brothers just now? Why are you at loggerheads again? Did you drink too much?"
Zhou Mikang just snorted. "Who drank too much with him? He can’t outdrink , and when he loses, he cheats. I let him cheat. I have no idea what he’s unhappy about now."
"I’m your uncle, you should be actively showing respect, not passively. Get it?" Lin Wenbin glared at him with reddened eyes. "Zhou Mikang, how can you flip like flipping pages in a book? That’s really la."
"Can we not falsely accuse people?" Zhou Mikang said with a headache, squinting at him. "Didn’t you already sober up just now? Why are you talking nonsense again? Are you still drunk?"
Chuxia scrutinized Lin Wenbin, noticing he was indeed different from usual. She thought to herself that when these two were together, they would be the cause of her headaches in the future!
"Who said I was drunk? I could down two more bottles and still be fine. I just don’t like your capacity for alcohol," Lin Wenbin said as he playfully punched Zhou Mikang. "You jerk, who let you have such a high tolerance for booze?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to co to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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