Three days later, Situ Qinglang specially asked for a long leave from the team, and Tianxin also temporarily left his job. Qinglang drove, and the two of them went to a private nursing hospital in the suburbs of Beiting City.

It is said to be a convalescent hospital, but in fact it is a professional hospital dedicated to the convalescence and treatment of military and political dignitaries and high-level figures. It is quiet, quiet and undisturbed, and has complete technical equipment. It is very suitable for Qinglang to perform this operation.

Situ Qinglang did all the tricks, but in the end he still couldn't escape his fate. He was forced to undergo surgery, even though he was absolutely unwilling to do so.

But who told him to hang himself with his sweetheart in the first place? He really couldn't find any reason to shirk, so he had to go ahead with the original plan.

Before the little "ex" couple went out, Situ Qinglang solemnly took out an agreement for Sweetheart to sign. The content of the agreement was nothing more than asking Sweetheart to protect herself first and then protect him if there was an emergency.

Sweetheart broke the rules, and Situ Qinglang had the right not to remarry her after waking up, and the two never interacted with each other until death.

In fact, if there is a problem at that time, Situ Qinglang will basically not be able to wake up. He made this agreement just to urge his sweetheart to remember him well. After all, sweetheart is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid that Qinglang will not follow him.

She had a good time.

"I won't feel anything after the anesthesia is applied. You can take care of yourself." Situ Qinglang's palms were sweating, and his grip on the steering wheel was a bit slippery.

This is completely different from the feeling on the battlefield. When you go to the battlefield, you try your best to survive. When you go to the operating table, you rely half on the doctor and half on the sky. His life is not completely in his own hands. For the first time, Situ Qinglang felt unsure.

"Don't worry, I promised you everything!" Sweetie raised her hands again and swore.

Situ Qinglang felt helpless. He also knew very well that Sweetheart would not listen to him. Anyway, he was lying there unconscious, which guaranteed that he would not have a dime of credibility.

The two of them drove along the main road, and behind them, an inconspicuous Santana quietly followed them.

"Sweetheart, if I really have a problem, remember to find someone else to take care of you. If you can, just...don't have the child." Situ Qinglang warned in a nagging voice.

Sweetheart glared at him angrily: "Can you stop saying such unlucky words and drive! You and I want children too. Can you trust me? Bah, bah, bah!"

"I'm serious, I don't want you to have any trouble. If I become a vegetable, don't save me, just let me die. I don't want to lie on the bed like a human being or a ghost."

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"I'm begging you!" Sweetie covered her head, "Stop saying that! You made me very nervous. I was very confident!"

Are you confident enough? Situ Qinglang was speechless. He didn't know who it was that he had been having trouble sleeping and eating for the past few days. He had been reading medical books every day and saw that he had gone there in the middle of the night. It was simply an example of cramming and sharpening his skills before the battle.

"Oh, I shouldn't have thought of this in the first place." Situ Qinglang sighed repeatedly.

"Okay, you're not allowed to talk anymore!" Sweetie stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, "Bah, bah, bah, lest you get crow's mouth."

"Bah, bah, bah." Situ Qinglang was very cooperative this time.

The car drove into a tunnel. It was eight o'clock in the morning, and there were few pedestrians on the driveway. Situ Qinglang glanced at Santana in the rearview mirror, but he was a little surprised that the car was going in the same direction as him.
Chapter completed!