Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 89 Thank you

Qin Anhao slept on Qin Ancheng's shoulder for a while, but suddenly woke up because of a nightmare.

When he woke up and saw Qin Ancheng, his thoughts gathered and his mood gradually calmed down again.

"How's it going?"

Qin Anhao's first sentence was to ask about the situation, fearing that the nightmare would become a reality.

Qin Ancheng looked down at the time on his wrist, and finally replied in a deep voice: "Not so fast, you have slept for less than an hour."

The doctor said it will take 24 hours to know whether the critical period has passed.

It is now six hours and 15 minutes since the previous operation was over.

Said that he had slept for less than an hour, Qin Anhao suddenly stood up, took a breath and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

As soon as the voice fell, the person was already walking towards the bathroom.

The time is 03:30 in the morning.

It was still dark in the sky, the light was on in the bathroom, but there was no one around.

Dragging his heavy and tired head, Qin Anhao washed his face in front of the sink in the bathroom, feeling a lot clearer, and then raised his head to look at himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, she found that her eye sockets were very red, and she looked sad and haggard.

No wonder her brother looked solemn when he saw her; he kept calling her to rest.

Thinking of this, Qin Anhao washed his face again, tidied himself up in front of the mirror, and applied a layer of concealer around his eye sockets.

When she came out, her complexion looked much better, and she was about to go back to her brother's place, but found a familiar figure at the end of the corridor walking with several doctors in white coats.

It suddenly occurred to her that since she knew that her father was in an emergency, she had ignored Song Yizheng's existence.

After hesitating, he stepped up and followed. He wanted to say hello to Song Yizheng, but before he got close, he heard several doctors and Song Yizheng talking about their illness in a low voice.

In the empty and quiet hospital corridor in the middle of the night, all sounds became extremely clear.

"Mr. Qin's operation is fortunately sent to the hospital in time. If he can survive until tomorrow afternoon, he will be out of danger."

The voice is serious.

When the people were first sent here, no one had informed that Mr. Qin Guoxin was Mr. Song's father-in-law, so in an emergency, it was the doctor on duty who performed the operation.

If the hospital had known about this at the time, it would have urgently arranged for the best and most experienced doctor to perform the craniotomy.

"If we take medication later, we will follow conservative treatment, but Mr. Qin may experience hemiplegia."

This is the sequelae after surgery.

If the operation is successful and the danger period is out of the way, it may not necessarily be cured.

Maybe it will be paralyzed for a month, two months, half a year, a year, or even to a hundred years old.

When Song Yizheng heard that he was half paralyzed, he suddenly stopped and looked at the doctor who spoke with sharp eyes, obviously dissatisfied with the answer.

And Qin Anhao, who had been eavesdropping not far away, rushed to the middle of several doctors at this moment, his eyes turned red again.

"Paralyzed, can't help it?"

Perhaps because he was too emotional, Qin Anhao didn't take the situation into consideration at all, and tightly grabbed the arm of the speaking doctor, tightening the strength of his hand round and round.

The doctor who was held back by Qin Anhao was obviously different, and he didn't answer with a look of astonishment.

At this moment, Song Yizheng reached out his hand firmly, moved Qin Anhao away from the doctor's hand, embraced her shoulders, and pressed her in his arms, comforting her excitement.

After being held down by Song Yizheng, Qin Anhao gradually lost his voice, lowered his head halfway, and his mind was full of the phrase 'maybe he will be half paralyzed'.

If she is paralyzed, her father will go crazy!

Several doctors with rich clinical experience saw the woman rushing out suddenly being held in Mr. Song's arms, and understood who it was. They half lowered their heads and said apologetically, "We will have another meeting to discuss."

After the words fell, several doctors turned around and went back, observing the condition every minute.

When the doctor walked away, Qin Anhao struggled out of Song Yizheng's arms, with calm scarlet eyes, without speaking, turned around and walked directly to the intensive care isolation ward.

Seeing that Qin An really wanted to go back and guard her father, Song Yizheng, who hadn't spoken much, suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her arm, and reminded him in a rare gentle voice: "You haven't slept all night, go to rest first. Yes, I will let you know if there is a situation."

The calmness and depth on the surface are accumulating fear; if you keep all your emotions in your heart, you will eventually explode or collapse.

Qin Anhao, who was grabbed by Song Yizheng, stopped suddenly, suppressed the frustrated expression on his face, turned back to look at Song Yizheng, his smile was a little far-fetched, but what he said was brewing in his heart for a long time before he spoke. He said hoarsely: "I will sleep when I want to, it's just a matter of the hotel, I may..."

"I'll put you to sleep now."

Before Qin An could speak, Song Yizheng's voice suddenly became colder and tremblingly raised, he directly grabbed her arm and pulled her into a certain ward.

Perhaps Qin An's good answer was that she was tired and wanted to rest; it was not about the hotel, she might...

Song Yizheng wouldn't get angry inexplicably and forcefully drag her to sleep.

He didn't let go of Qin Anhao's hand, and after he was pulled into the ward, he was forcibly pushed down on the bed, covered with a quilt, leaned over his head with no escape, stared at her, and told her in a warning: "You better give me a good night's sleep, or you'll regret it."

The cold and sharp words and sharp eyes seem to threaten Qin Anhao; if she doesn't sleep, he can make all the doctors stand by and watch her father's affairs with one word.

but.

Song Yizheng's warning didn't sound like a threat at all.

On the contrary, Qin Anhao's heart softened suddenly, he stared at the person holding her in front of him with wide eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said dryly, "Thank you."

Thank you for not turning a blind eye, understanding and caring.

A word of thanks.

Let the surrounding air, which is somewhat sharp, suddenly become soft.

Even Song Yizheng's sharp eyes full of warning suddenly softened.

There is an old saying that a friend in need is a friend.

After Qin's father's accident, many members of the Qin family came, shed tears, said words of comfort, and finally left without leaving anyone behind.

But Song Yizheng's stay was full of unexpected surprises for Qin Anhao.

Qin Anhao suddenly said thank you, making Song Yizheng gradually loosen her hand without moving away.

On the contrary, he showed a very proud expression and said seriously: "Sleep well."

In the current situation, he only wants her to sleep.

Asked to sleep again, Qin Anhao's eyes slowly became silent, without any sleepiness, only anxious and restless.

"I don't want to sleep, can you not force me?"

At this time, even if you force her, she will still wake up inexplicably when she falls asleep.

Qin An really didn't want to sleep, even if she was forced to sleep, she couldn't sleep well.

Better not to sleep.

(End of this chapter)