Xiao Sheng and Song Xiang were waiting outside the operating room. After a while, the door of the operating room opened.
Nan Che walked out wearing a mask and protective clothing. Before he could take off the mask, he was caught by Xiao Sheng.
"What's going on? Isn't it over in three hours?"
Song Xiang also came up and asked, "Uncle, how is the situation?"
The difference was three hours, but it didn't look like a minor problem.
Nan Che was shaken hard twice by Xiao Sheng, and his head felt dizzy. It took a lot of effort to break free.
He took off his mask and took a deep breath for two hours. "Who told you it would take three more hours?"
Xiao Sheng was stunned, "Xiang Shuyi."
Nan Che: "Yes, it will definitely take three hours for Xiao Chi to do it."
He grabbed a handful of hair and raised his chin proudly, "What kind of profession do we geniuses do that doesn't complete the task ahead of schedule?"
Xiao Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to put down his hand when he suddenly grabbed him again, "What about him? When will he come out? Is he awake?"
"Nonsense, open the ladle, can you wake up?" Nan Che waved his hand and said, "It will be good if you can be conscious tomorrow morning."
Xiao Sheng felt anxious, "What if I can't wake up?!"
Nan Che was unhappy, "Are you kidding me, kid, are you questioning me?"
Song Xiang came up to smooth things over, "Uncle, please speak up, I'm going to be worried to death."
Nan Che stretched out and said, "Don't worry, if he can't wake up, I'll pay for him with my life."
He turned his head and looked at Song Xiang, "Good boy, is there anything to eat? Uncle is starving to death."
"Yes, yes, yes." Song Xiang nodded repeatedly, preparing to take Nan Che to the lounge where she just stayed.
Suddenly, Xiao Sheng grabbed Nan Che.
"Why did you come out?"
Nan Che blinked, "It's over."
"It's over, then why didn't anyone else come out?"
"Xiao Chi needs stitches, and Nannan needs to check the equipment."
"You're still getting stitches and you're coming out?!"
Nanche: "..."
Before he could react, Xiao Sheng quickly put his mask back on and pushed him into the operating room.
"No, kid, I've already taken off my clothes, and I can't go in again..."
thumping.
The door was closed.
Song Xiang twitched the corner of her mouth and reassured Xiao Sheng, "My uncle is like this, but the more he behaves like this, the safer it is, and the operation will definitely be fine."
Of course Xiao Sheng knew, but he didn't feel at ease because he didn't see Gong Shiheng come out intact.
She nodded and stared at the door of the operating room again without saying a word.
About half an hour later, the door finally opened.
Nan Che walked out with his arms hanging down, opened his mouth and yawned.
Xiao Sheng saw that he was alone again and went up again, "Where is the person?"
"He was sent to the intensive care unit from the elevator inside."
"Why go to the intensive care unit?" Xiao Sheng was nervous.
Nan Che was speechless and poked his temple hard with his finger, "Because the place he operated on was the brain. You know, the brain is equivalent to the CPU!"
Xiao Sheng: "..."
Without further delay, she turned around and ran towards the ward.
Nan Che was exhausted, so he found a chair and sat down, "My dear, give uncle some life-saving food."
Song Xiang heard the sound and hurriedly went to her lounge to bring back a box of pastries.
When she returned, she found that Yun Yun was already beside Nan Che.
"Aunt."
When Yun Yun saw it was her, she smiled slightly and took the pastry box.
Nan Che was quick and took a piece first, but did not put it into his mouth, but gave it to Yun Yun.
Song Xiang watched from the side, worried that they were thirsty, so he walked a few more steps to get water.