He Jinxuan ran back and forth as soon as he entered the hospital. As soon as he came back after paying the fee, a little nurse came out and asked, "Have you paid the fee for Mei Minyi?"

  He Jinxuan quickly walked a few steps: "Done."

  The little nurse turned around and went back to the operating room when she saw the payment slip in his hand.

   Seeing people go in, He Jinxuan took Xinyan's hand: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

  Xinyan kept staring at the door of the operating room: "It's all my fault. I found something was wrong tomorrow morning, so I believed what she said."

   On the way here, Xinyan had already told He Jinxuan about her conjecture, and he hugged her into his arms: "Don't blame yourself, didn't the doctor say that it was delivered in time, and it will be fine."

The doctor said before that the response speed of the elderly to uncomfortable symptoms is relatively low. After many patients are sent to the hospital, they will find that the pathological changes in their bodies are often more serious than the clinical symptoms. Send it over, otherwise the consequences would be necrosis or perforation.

   Thinking that Xinyan must have not eaten yet, he first settled her down on the bench at the door of the operating room: "Yanyan, I'll make a phone call and I'll be right back."

  Xinyan's gaze never left the door of the operating room: "Okay."

  She is still a little worried, after all, Grandma Zhang is getting old.

  Seeing her like this, He Jinxuan was a little worried, but he still had to make arrangements first.

  So the person ran away all the way, but in the hospital, this situation is not unusual.

   When he came back again, besides food, he also had an enamel jar in his hand: "Yanyan, take a bite first."

  Xinyan shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."

  He Jinxuan put the things aside: "If you get angry, Grandma Zhang will feel distressed, and I will feel distressed too. Be obedient, Grandma Zhang should come out after you finish eating."

   Xinyan thought about it, if Grandma Zhang knew that she was waiting for her hungry outside the operating room, she would definitely blame herself, so she looked at the food that He Jinxuan brought back.

  Braised beef, and chopped green onion pancakes.

  He handed her the wet towel on the enamel tank: "Wipe your hands."

   Then he handed her a pair of chopsticks: "It's too cold today, cold dishes are too cold, and hot dishes have to wait, so I bought some braised beef."

  Xinyan ate half a pancake and a few pieces of stewed beef, but couldn't eat anymore.

  He Jinxuan took the remaining half of the cake in her hand, ready to eat it later, but first passed the enamel jar on the side to Xinyan: "Be careful, it's still hot."

  Xinyan opened the top cover, a strong smell of malted milk came to her face, she couldn't help asking: "Where did it come from?"

  He Jinxuan didn't hide it either: "I bought the enamel jar and malted milk at the store opposite the hospital. I asked for hot water from the nurse, so I temporarily put the malted milk there."

   After finishing speaking, he continued to add: "Drink something hot, it's good for the stomach."

  Hearing this, Xinyan felt hot in her heart: "Thank you, Jinxuan."

  He Jinxuan naturally understood what she meant, but he still said, "Isn't it right for me to do all this? Why are you still thanking me?"

  Xinyan didn't refute his words, but just remembered all this in her heart, and took a sip of malted milk from the enamel jar.

   She took a few sips, then handed it to He Jinxuan: "I can't drink any more."

  He Jinxuan knew that she had something on her mind, and it was already very good to be able to eat these, so he just took a few mouthfuls.

   After waiting for a while, the door of the operating room was opened.

   The two quickly got up and ran over: "Doctor, how is the situation?"