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Chapter 259: surgery

late at night.

Li Zian sat beside Han Jingwen's bed.

Because Han Jingwen is going to have a craniotomy tomorrow, today, Han Jingwen shaved all her long black thick hair, and she is wearing a [www.biquku.biz] light blue knitted hat.

But even without her hair, Han Jingwen is still as gentle as water.

"Mom, you have a good night's sleep. Tomorrow we will have a simple minor operation. After the operation, you will get better soon. Then I want to eat the scrambled eggs with tomato you made for me, I want to eat. Your spicy fried beef, I want to eat..."

Li Zi'an said, but suddenly he couldn't speak anymore, a burst of rancidity poured into his heart, tears flashed in his eyes, and the sourness and sadness in his heart could not be suppressed.

Han Jingwen looked at Li Zian quietly, the smile on her face was always that gentle, and the eyes in her eyes were always so warm.

"Zi An, I can see you grow up, see you realize your own dreams, see your career success, my mother is already very satisfied, if my mother has an accident on the operating table tomorrow..."

"mom!"

Li Zi'an just wanted to speak, Han Jingwen's hand gently touched Li Zi'an's hand, blocking Li Zi'an's opening.

"Let my mother finish." Han Jingwen whispered: "If her mother can't get out of the operating table tomorrow, Zi'an, you must take good care of yourself in the future, don't work too hard, you must know how to take care of your body, and if you are willing to picky eat, you must change……"

Han Jingwen whispered, she said very finely.

At first, Li Zi'an was barely able to hold back, but with Han Jingwen's instructions, he could no longer control the tears in his eyes, and the hot tears rustled down.

He knew at the moment that his mother had already been aware of her condition.

These days, they are acting relaxed towards their mother, and their mother is not acting relaxedly towards them.

Li Zi'an was lying on Han Jingwen's hand, and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

After experiencing the loss, he knows what is most precious, and when he regains it after the loss, but faces the loss again, I am afraid that no one can appreciate the kind of bitterness and pain. I am afraid that only Li Zi'an can understand it.

"Mom, I can't do it by myself, I can't take care of myself by myself, you will be fine..."

"You haven't seen me get married, you haven't seen me get married, you still have regrets, wait for the surgery to be done tomorrow, and wait for you to recover, I will bring the daughter-in-law I chose for you to show you ..."

At this moment, Li Zi'an is no longer a big star in the eyes of outsiders, nor a genius director in the eyes of outsiders. He is an ordinary child, a child facing the possibility of losing his mother.

Looking at Li Zian lying next to her, Han Jingwen gently touched her other hand with her other hand, her eyes turned red.

Outside the door of the inner room, Han Qian squatted against the door. She covered her mouth with one hand, her tears came down, and her shoulders shook violently.

Many people failed to sleep this night.

...

The next day, in the morning.

Han Jingwen put on the surgical uniform and was slowly pushed into the operating room by the nurse.

Before entering the operating room, she smiled and waved at Li Zi'an, Han Qian, Han Jun and Wang Jing with a quiet smile.

Facing Han Jingwen's wave, Li Zi'an and all four also waved toward Han Jingwen.

Han Jingwen was pushed into the operating room, and soon the red light above the operating room lit up.

Looking at the red light, Li Zi'an and the four of them looked speechless and slowly sat on the bench in the operating room.

This operation is very long...

But for Li Zian, the operation was short and short.

In my mind, starting with his linguistic language, then to young children, then to children, to teenagers, to adulthood.

At every stage, there was such a figure accompanying him.

Li Zi'an is like watching an extra long documentary. During the seven hours of surgery, Li Zi'an didn't say a word, didn't eat anything, didn't go to the toilet, it was like a sculpture.

The three people beside Li Zi'an were almost like this.

"boom……"

The red light went out and the door of the operating room slowly opened.

A brain surgery expert headed by Yang Shu walked out of the operating room with a tired face. When the operation was over, Li Zian and Han Qian quickly stood up from their chairs and greeted Yang Shu and others.

"Dr. Yang, how is my mother?"

Li Zian's eyes were fixed on Yang Shu, his face full of tension.

"The operation is very successful, your mother will not be in danger of life." Yang Shuwen said slowly: "But if your mother can wake up, it will have to be fatalistic. If your mother can't wake up within three days, then you have to Prepare for a long wait."

Hearing Yang Shu's words in front of him, Li Zian was relieved a little, but when he heard the words in the back, his heart was lifted again in vain.

"We will be resident in the hospital these days. If there are any complications after the operation, we will immediately re-emergency treatment. These days, your mother has to live in the ICU. You can go in alone and talk in her ear every time. No more than half an hour, this is good for her to wake up."

Yang Shu added.

Li Zian said: "Dr. Yang, I understand."

Yang Shu nodded slightly, said nothing, and left the operating room slowly.

"call……"

After Yang Shu left, Han Qian sat down on the bench, and she began to cry silently while covering her face.

"There is no danger to life. It is the best news now. Your mother and she will be able to wake up. We must all have confidence!" Han Jun came to Li Zi'an and gently patted Li Zi'an on the shoulder to comfort.

"Mum can definitely wake up!"

Li Zi'an murmured this sentence repeatedly.

In the next few days, Li Zian realized what was called the torment of waiting, and what was called despair.

Ten days...

Ten full days.

Han Jingwen's operation was very successful and did not cause any postoperative complications, but she did not wake up.

Brain waves, heartbeat, and breathing are all normal, but no matter how Li Zi'an calls or talks, Han Jingwen shows no signs of waking up.

Ten days, compared to the three days that Yang Shu gave, the time has tripled and one more day.

Yang Shu and others left the Kyoto Union Hospital on the seventh day, and on the ninth day, Han Jingwen was transferred from the ICU ward to the VIP ward.

Looking at the bed as if a normal mother had fallen asleep, her lips always maintained a very slight arc, as if smiling.

Li Zi'an finally realized that he wasn't the protagonist of anything. He didn't mean that everything would have such good luck, and nothing would be favored by God.

In these ten days, Li Zian did not cry, he did not drop a tear, and the whole person seemed to have lost his emotions, just like a walking dead.

"Tap to tap..."

Crisp footsteps came from behind. Han Qian looked at Li Zi'an who had lost her original luster in both eyes. She didn't say much, but gave Li Zi'an a hug.

"Zi An, if you feel uncomfortable in your heart, just cry. Don't hold back, don't hold yourself down."

Han Qian gently patted Li Zian's back and said.

"Auntie, let's go through the transfer procedure~lightnovelpub.net~ Li Zian said softly: "Move my mother to a private hospital in Zhongdu. The environment and nursing conditions of the private hospital are much better than those of the Concord Hospital, and It is also convenient for us to take care of and visit our mother often. "

Han Qian nodded: "I think so too."

"Transfer to the hospital as soon as possible, and then we go back to the crew. The crew can't be delayed anymore."

Looking at Li Zi'an, who looked dull, Han Qian opened her mouth and finally sighed without persuading him.

Such a thing may only allow time to heal and relieve the pain.

Han Qian patted Li Zi'an on the shoulder, then she leaned over and gently kissed Han Jingwen's forehead before turning around and leaving the room.

In the room, the silence was restored again.

Li Zi'an stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at his mother quietly.

The afterglow of the setting sun pulled his figure very long...

very long……