After Xu Jiamu pressed Song Xiangsi's feet, he helped her put on her shoes again, and then asked, "Are you better?"

Hearing Xu Jiamu's voice, Song Xiangsi suddenly came back to her senses. She hurriedly lowered her eyes, covered the tears in her eyes, nodded gently, and sucked two mouthfuls of yogurt.

Xu Jiamu stood up, pulled a wet wipe, wiped off the safflower oil from his palm, and then leaned back to the wall opposite Song Xiangsi.

The corridor was quiet. I don’t know how long it took, but Xu Jiamu’s cell phone suddenly rang, which was particularly harsh in the silence.

Xu Jiamu took out his cell phone and saw the name of the caller ID. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten Yang Sisi who was still at the dinner party. He walked away from Song Xiangsi before answering.

Although Xu Jiamu deliberately suppressed his voice very low, Song Xiangsi still heard some content vaguely.

"Sorry, I suddenly had something to do and forgot to tell you...where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up and take you home... OK, well, no problem, I will definitely apologize to you, um, 88, go to bed early when you go home."

Xu Jiamu hung up the phone and walked back. When Song Xiangsi was about two meters away, Song Xiangsi suddenly turned his head and said, "Thank you tonight. It's not too late. You can go back early to rest."

"It's okay." Xu Jiamu said lightly, then leaned back to the wall seat he was originally leaning against.

Song Xiangsi moved her lips and said nothing. The corridor calmed down again. After about five minutes this time, the door of the operating room was opened. Song Xiangsi suddenly stood up, and even Xu Jiamu stood up straight.

The attending doctor came out first. He took off his mask and shook his head with a serious face at Song Xiangsi who was walking towards him.

Xu Jiamu subconsciously looked at Song Xiangsi, with a sense of worry hidden in his eyes.

Song Xiangsi blinked at the attending doctor twice before asking, "What does it mean?"

"Miss Song, please beg for the change." The attending doctor lowered his head slightly before continuing to speak: "Mr. Song is old and his physical function has deteriorated. If he has a second surgery, it is very risky. I am afraid that he will die at any time if he can't even get off the operating table. If he keeps the status quo and takes medicine on time, he may still be able to live for a while. How long does it take depends on Mr. Song's mentality."

Song Xiangsi shook her body slightly, and Xu Jiamu quickly hugged her shoulder and asked to the attending doctor: "Where is your dean, I want to talk to him."

"It's really a pity that even if you invite the best doctor over, you're afraid you won't be able to make up for the situation." The attending doctor said apologetically, and then said: "Ms. Song, Mr. Song is still awake now. He said he has something to tell you, go to the special care unit and wait for him."

After saying that, the attending doctor continued to bow to Song Xiangsi and Xu Jiamu apologetically.

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Song Xiangsi entered the special care unit alone. Song's father was half sitting on the bed with a needle on the back of his hand, and he looked quite energetic. When he saw Song Xiangsi, he immediately smiled, and then patted the seat beside him: "Si Si, come and sit."
Chapter completed!