Sang Xiaoyu couldn't sleep. She looked at the man in front of her and felt full of contradictions.
If it weren't for the man in front of her, she might never be able to pay off this huge debt. She firmly believes that if she didn't get this disease, she could complete it, but now, she really has no confidence.
Even if her operation is successful tomorrow, the debt... She doesn't dare to think about it anymore, she's afraid.
The more Sang Xiaoyu thought about it, the more discouraged she became, and the road ahead was confused.
Sang Xiaoyu spent nine days recovering before the surgery was scheduled.
During these nine days, Zhao Chunling took care of her, Jiang Chunhui paid her wages, and her mother and Ziqiao also learned about her illness. Sang Xiaoyu told her mother to reassure her that she would get better soon.
Jiang Chunhui tried his best to please his mother, which made her feel at ease, so she took Ziqiao home. Ziqiao was about to go on summer vacation, and Sang Xiaoyu said she would come back during the holiday.
Jiang Chunhui never came over at night again. Zhao Chunling said that Sang Xiaoyu was so lucky. How could such a man treat her so well? He also said that if she met such a good man, she would throw herself into his arms without hesitation.
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Sang Xiaoyu asked her how she was getting along with Sun Peng.
She said it would be nice if she was half as good as Jiang Chunhui.
Li Junhao came here once. He said he was annoyed when he saw Jiang Chunhui. He had a bit of money and didn't know how to show off.
Sang Xiaoyu said there was no need to come over and just take good care of his wife.
The day of surgery finally arrived.
The time is set at ten o'clock.
Jiang Chunhui personally consulted experts from Shanghai and the anesthesiologist from our hospital. He repeatedly told Sang Xiaoyu not to be afraid, saying that he would be out soon.
The experts were invited to pay for the appearance, and Jiang Chunhui privately handed each of the experts a big red envelope.
The two experts seemed to have agreed upon it, and one of them confiscated it.
One of the experts said: "If it hadn't been for Dean Sun's introduction, we wouldn't have come here. Now that we have come, there is no reason not to do a good job. Don't worry, we have our own perseverance. We can still do our best without the red envelope."
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Jiang Chunhui kept trying to please him, saying that it would be fine if he didn't accept the red envelope, and that he must have a meal after the operation.
The expert asked who is this patient to you?
Jiang Chunhui could only say that he was his relative.
Sang Xiaoyu was pushed in on time at ten o'clock. Jiang Chunhui, Cheng's sisters, father-in-law and mother-in-law all arrived, but Li Junhao was nowhere to be seen. Sang Xiaoyu shook hands with them one by one, feeling as desolate as the ruins in her heart.
If she comes out smoothly, she will be faced with a new debt of nearly 400,000 yuan. If she doesn't come out smoothly, she will leave easily. What will happen to the mother and son?
Sang Xiaoyu couldn't rest well these days. The doctors and nurses all said kind words and tried to comfort her. But she knew best what was going on with her body, so she kept anxiously looking forward to the day of surgery.
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Li Junhao still didn't come, and Sang Xiaoyu was a little disappointed.
She just thought about it and didn't ask anything.
Cheng Weiting held her hand to reassure her, and Cheng Weili also said a lot of comforting words.
Sang Xiaoyu expressed her gratitude to her parents-in-law and told them to go home no matter what and wait for the news. She said that she was too old to be suitable for such an occasion.
Sang Xiaoyu was pushed in, and Jiang Chunhui asked everyone to disperse, saying that there was no use waiting here. The doctor also said that this was a major operation and would not be possible in a few hours.
The Cheng family elders left under the persuasion of the Cheng family sisters, insisting that they must tell them any news.
Jiang Chunhui didn't intend to wait here forever. Just when he was about to leave, a man suddenly walked in. This man was tall and wearing an ordinary white T-shirt.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the operating room, the Cheng family sisters couldn't believe their eyes. They rushed towards the man together, calling one brother and the other brother.
The visitor was none other than Sang Xiaoyu’s husband, Cheng Weize.
After nearly four years, Cheng Weize is finally back.
Jiang Chunhui glanced at the man and said, "Are you Cheng Weize?"
Cheng Weize's face was obviously much darker and his figure was a little heavier. He wore a full blue T-shirt and a black briefcase under his arm.
At first glance, he looked like a contractor on a construction site. A sense of vicissitudes of life was engraved on his face. He nodded and asked: "Who are you?"
Jiang Chunhui punched him without thinking and said: "Are you still a man? Do you know what Sang Xiaoyu has been through these years? If I hadn't posted ads all over Fujian, wouldn't you have come back?
?You know she..."
"So it's you? Who are you?" Cheng Weize finally knew that the person who posted the missing person post was the person in front of him.
Jiang Chunhui said while beating: "Who is it? The benefactor who saved her from danger. If it weren't for her face, would I care about you? Who are you? Let me tell you..."
Cheng Weize's elder sister and younger sister rushed up together.
Cheng Weize didn't return the favor, but the Cheng sisters stopped and started fighting together, pulling Jiang Chunhui away.
Cheng Weiting said sternly: "Everyone in the world knows that you are good to my sister-in-law, but he is her legal husband, and you have no right to dictate here."
Jiang Chunhui didn't know her as well, so his main target was Cheng Weize.
The doctor and nurse arrived together, and the doctor said seriously: "This is a hospital, what are you doing? Isn't the person who is going to be operated on inside your closest person? Are you going to treat her like this? Get out of here quickly."
Without any warning, Cheng Weize suddenly knelt down and startled the doctor.
He tugged on Jiang Chunhui's pants and said, "Even if you don't post ads, I will come back. This is my home, with my wife and children...I thank you for taking care of her when I was away..."
Cheng Weize didn't know what his relationship was with Sang Xiaoyu, but looking at his domineering look, he knew that Sang Xiaoyu was at least favored by him.
I can't care about that much now.
Jiang Chunhui rushed to him again and said: "I thank you? Do you still have the nerve to say that you have a wife and children? Why didn't you think about what kind of life they would live when you left? You pushed them into the fire bed with your own hands..."
Cheng Weize said without moving: "Fight, everyone, I deserve it..."
The doctor kicked them out again and said that if they made any more noise, they would call security.
Cheng Weili cried and helped her brother up and said, "Where have you been? Don't you know how to send a message to your family? Do you know how your father and mother have lived in the past few years?"
Both sisters cried.
Cheng Weize hugged them both.
All three people cried, like some scene in a movie.
Jiang Chunhui didn't want to hear their painful talk about family history, so he kicked several of them out.
Sang Xiaoyu asked Jiang Chunhui to find Cheng Weize. Jiang Chunhui felt that if Cheng Weize was not found, Sang Xiaoyu would not give up and accept his help.
He found that sorrow was like a net that tightly covered Sang Xiaoyu's head and his own heart. Neither of them could break free. Sang Xiaoyu became despairing because of despair.