"Wow..."

The sound of tires rolling in the emergency room, and the operation was finally completed. Whether it was life or death, Zhao Xiuying was pushed out on the hospital bed.

Xiao Yuanchao covered his chest tightly, and the sweat on his forehead dripped down his cheeks. There was fear and hope in his eyes, fearing that he would see a dazzling white cloth covering the entire hospital bed tightly.

"Huhhh...Huhh..." Xiao Yuanchao was gasping violently. Amid the sound of gasping, he began to feel dizzy.

It was the feeling of the heart being too loaded, constantly compressing, and quickly transporting blood to his brain. Xiao Yuanchao had never been so nervous, even if he had faced life and death before, he had never been so nervous.

When did Baby come over, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xiao Yuanchao's sweaty right hand, standing side by side with him.

"Bang!"

The sound of the hospital bed tire rolling on the ground became clearer and clearer, and it was already close to my ears, and the door in front of me was about to be opened.

The moment she opened the door, Xiao Yuanchao squeezed Du Baobao's hand hard to relieve her nervousness.

"Bang!"

The door of the emergency room was pushed open from the inside, and a doctor walked out first.

"Give it, let it go." The doctor made a tired voice, asking Xiao Yuanchao and Du Baobao, who were standing at the door, to make way.

Xiao Yuanchao immediately pulled Du Baobao out of the way, with a look of relief on his face. He did not see the dazzling white cloth on the hospital bed, but a drip and a mother with oxygen hanging on it.

Enough, that's enough...

In an instant, Xiao Yuanchao felt his body being hollowed out, and a strong sense of weakness came. If the baby hadn't supported him with his body, he might have fallen to the ground.

Xiao Yuanchao burst into tears, sucked his nose hard, staring at his mother who had just undergone the operation and was wearing oxygen. He didn't know how to express his feelings at this time, but only knew that he had experienced torture from hell to the world.

My mother was rescued, and she was rescued... It was Xiao Yuanchao's crying with joy. He didn't care about anything else, as long as his mother was still alive!

"Doctor, how is my wife's situation?" Xiao Hongjun rushed up.

"call!"

Xiao Yuanchao turned his head suddenly and stared at Xiao Hongjun. His eyes were filled with disgust and coldness, which made Xiao Hongjun whom he was in contact tremble violently and stood there blankly.

He didn't dare to step forward again because he was afraid of his son's gaze. The cold and disgusting gaze was like a knife stabbing his heart, and it hurt so much that he could only bear it because he felt guilty.

The father-son relationship can sometimes be reversed, but it may not be static.

Zhao Xiuying lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face was sallow and her eyes were closed tightly. Her temples had already grown white hair, revealing a hint of aging that could not be concealed by time.

"Doctor, how is my mother's condition?" Xiao Yuanchao took his eyes off his mother's face and asked the attending doctor.

"Haha," the doctor took off the mask and smiled tiredly: "It's very successful, very successful! The patient's vitality is quite tenacious. This is the most successful one I have ever had in a similar operation! Don't worry, there is no problem! In front of Sun, I won't say those ambiguous words, haha..."

After saying this, the doctor smiled at Sun Honglie and said, "Director Sun, fortunately, I'm not humiliating my fate, hahaha..."

"Director Huang, thank you, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Sun Honglie showed an extremely grateful expression and thanked him repeatedly.

No hospital or doctor will say affirmative words to the patient's family after the operation. Because you need to be responsible for saying affirmative words, but the attending physician said it was very successful and there was no problem. This is enough to show how strong Sun Honglie had and how much care he cared for his sister-in-law.

"Haha, I don't need to say thank you. Now the patient needs to rest. You can also take a breath, and you are expected to wake up in a day." The doctor smiled and said, "I have to take a breath, haha..."

Everyone showed a look of relief on their faces. They were assured that they knew that the operation had been successful and Zhao Xiuying was fine.

Zhao Xiuying was pushed to the special care unit, and Xiao Yuanchao followed closely. Xiao Hongjun, who had red eyes, also followed, but he kept a distance of about five meters from his son.

"Xiao Yuanchao and I owe you a favor." Du Baobao said to the attending doctor.

"Haha, what kind of favor is not favorable?" The doctor waved his hand and smiled, "Saving death and helping the wounded is just our doctor's profession. Just like a soldier in war, it is all a duty. Not to mention the relationship between Director Sun, just because the patient's four sons are all martyrs, I have to sacrifice everything to get my life back, hahaha..."

The doctor waved his hand, his smile filled with pride as his profession. He knew very well what kind of person he saved from the god of death was. For such a person, he would do his best and do his best.

Because of respect, because of admiration.

"Director Huang, you've made a lot of money!" Sun Honglie smiled and patted the doctor on the shoulder.

"Yes, that's right, you've made a lot of money, why do you have to treat me to a good meal?"

"Hahaha...no problem, I still have 76 years of Maotai, hahahaha..."

“…”

It was already late at night, and Sun Honglie reminded Xiao Yuanchao to go back. His current work is even more busy than before in the army, so he naturally cannot keep guarding.

Xiao Yuanchao and Du Baobao were guarding Zhao Xiuying's bedside, while Xiao Hongjun sat in the corridor outside the ward.

The ward did not have the qualification to enter, or when he faced his son, he was completely ashamed. Although his wife's life was saved, his actions could not be forgiven by his son.

In the corridor, Xiao Hongjun pinched the wine pot and whispered to the empty corridor in front of him: "Lao San, Xiao Wu is really grown up now. Did you see me just now? You can lift me up in one hand. No one can do it. Lao San, why did you only see you today? Where is your elder brother and second brother? What about Xiao Si?..."

Xiao Hongjun was nagging, his eyes seemed to be looking at not the air, but the living people.

"Last brother, my father's wine can't be drunk anymore. If I drink it again, Xiao Wu will have to beat me to death, hahaha..." Xiao Hongjun couldn't put it down and stroked the wine pot in his hand, and continued to say to the air: "You guys, Xiao Wu is the most like me! Yes, Xiao Wu doesn't know how to drink it, dad won't drink it, hehe. It's a pity that you are all dead. If you are not dead, dad won't drink it! Hey, when did Xiao Si come? Go and see your little brother, you have grown up! You are also bringing a wife back..."
Chapter completed!