Xiaoxiong Hospital.

"The right forearm and left calf have non-displaced fractures, there are many bruises and bleeding on the body, and the brain has a slight concussion." The doctor said to several people standing in the corridor.

"Then, is my father's life in danger?" Nana asked in the morning.

The doctor wearing a mask shook his head: "Please don't worry. Judging from the current situation, there is no problem, and the wounds on the body have been treated with emergency treatment to ensure that the injuries do not further expand and cause blood vessel bleeding, which also makes our work better."

It went a lot smoother..."

"That's good."

At this time, Keiko also rushed to the hospital in the morning. Seeing her daughter and Futaba Makoto standing in the corridor, she quickly ran to ask about the situation: "Yuko, Nana."

"Mom!" In the morning, Nana and Yuko rushed over and hugged their mother.

"How's dad doing?"

"The doctor said it's not life-threatening, and we can go see dad later."

At this time, Yuko said: "Actually, it was Brother Acheng who helped Dad treat his wounds at home just now!"

After Keiko heard this in the morning, she looked at Futaba Cheng, bent over and said gratefully: "Cheng-kun, I really don't know how to thank you. I was almost scared to death when I heard Nana's call just now."

"After all, Dad is not as thick-skinned as Nana, so I'm really worried."

Being teased by her mother, Nana suddenly became unhappy in the morning: "Mom!"

"I just helped with a little help. Several uncles who are also neighbors came over to help move Uncle Qianzao to the stretcher." Futaba Cheng smiled.

Then he turned to ask Nana in the morning: "Why didn't you ask some uncles and aunts from the neighbor's house for help at the beginning?"

Hearing this, Nana suddenly whispered in the morning: "I was so panicked at that time, I just wanted to find you."

"I can testify to this. My sister was as panicked as a headless ant at that time!" Yuko raised her hand.

"Yuko, please say it again!" Nana grabbed Yuko in the morning and pulled her little face.

Yuko looked pitiful: "Sister, I was wrong."

Aunt Keiko held her face in her hands and sighed: "Sure enough, the family still needs men, otherwise we won't be able to handle anything we encounter."

As he said that, he didn't forget to take a few more glances at Futaba Cheng.

Futaba Cheng could only smile.

Soon after, the lights in the operating room dimmed, and morning wood was pushed out. Lying on the medical gurney, he smiled when he saw his wife coming back, "I'm sorry, mom, I'm a little clumsy."

"Okay, Dad, please stop talking and lie down and rest." Aunt Keiko said.

"Um."

At this time, the doctor walking aside said: "During this period, you need to be hospitalized for examination and wound treatment. The operation will be arranged within 14 days of wound treatment. Your family members should prepare the hospitalization procedures and expenses during this period."

"

"Can't the surgery be arranged as soon as possible?" Aunt Keiko asked quickly after hearing that it would be within 14 days.

"Yes, although the faster the surgery is for the bones, the better, but after the patient fractures, the body will suffer from soft tissue swelling, inflammation, edema and other reasons, which are very detrimental to the surgery." The doctor explained, "And when the callus is still there,

Before it is formed, the effect of the surgery will not be much different, so please rest assured."

"That's it." Aunt Keiko didn't understand this, so she could only nodded lightly.

"Aunt Keiko, don't worry too much, just listen to the doctor." Futaba Cheng beside him said.

Morning wood also smiled: "Yes, mom, don't worry, I'm fine."

Aunt Keiko had no choice but to nod: "I understand."

After being pushed into the temporary ward, Zaimu's legs were fixed and lifted up, with many bandages wrapped on them.

"This is the first time in my life that I have been hospitalized."

Seeing his wife and daughters sitting next to the hospital bed, Zhan Zaimu couldn't help but sigh. Then he looked at Futaba Cheng: "Cheng-kun, thank you very much for today."

"You're welcome." Futaba Cheng shook his head.

Zaomu showed a troubled expression at this time, as if he was troubled by something.

In the morning, Nana noticed the change in his expression and asked, "What's wrong, dad?"

"Broken bones are actually just a small thing for me, but the Tenjin Festival is coming soon, and as the god's master, I was injured at this time..." Zazamu shook his head, "There will be no one to host the shrine at the Tenjin Festival.

Sometimes problems may arise.”

"Then let's pause once." Yuko said.

"No!" Zazamu's expression was very serious at this time, "The Tenjin Festival can't be stopped just because it's said to be stopped. Yuko, do you know what the consequences will be if you stop it?"

Yuko blinked in the morning and asked a little timidly: "What will happen? Will Lord Tenjin be angry?"

"No, it's because the shrine we maintain is not enough for daily expenses!" Zamu said.

"After all, in addition to offering sacrifices to the God of Heaven every year, the income from various sales of guards can subsidize the shrine. These are important incomes!"

The sisters looked at each other in the morning: "..."

Futaba Cheng couldn't help but smile: "It's really a simple and unpretentious reason."

"After all, maintaining a shrine is not an easy task." Zazamu lamented, "Now more and more young people are unwilling to come to the shrine. Without income, the shrine will naturally decline - or even be abandoned.

.”

"Maybe it's because today's young people don't really believe in gods." Futaba Cheng said.

"Maybe." After Zazamu finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something and began to look up and down Futaba Cheng's body.

Under his uncle's gaze, Futaba Cheng couldn't help but take a half step back and asked: "What's wrong, uncle?"

"Makoto-kun, have you followed me to participate in the Tenjin Festival several times?" Zazamu asked.

"What are you talking about? Dad, Cheng comes to help us every year during the Tenjin Festival, okay?" said morning Nana on the side.

Yuko also stretched out his hand and said, "Yes, wasn't Brother Cheng busy with the Tenjin Festival last year?"

"You also said that Brother Acheng is really a good boy. It would be great if my sister was lucky enough to marry him."

Nana glanced at her sister in the morning: "Yu, Yuko, you don't have to say anything unnecessary!"

"oh……"

Futaba Makoto also nodded at this time and said to Hayama: "I participate in the Tenjin Festival every year, and I also go to the shrine to help."

"Sure enough." Morning wood nodded.

Suddenly, he asked: "Mr. Cheng, are you interested in becoming the acting god?"

Futaba Cheng was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes, that's you."

"No, no, no, no, no!" Futaba Cheng shook his head quickly, acting as the Lord of God or something like that, Zaza Muya looked down too high on him.
Chapter completed!