Feng Zhenting held Xu Hong's arm, and the two arrived belatedly.
"Mo Yan, how is Qianyuren? Where are the children?" Feng Zhenting asked anxiously.
Xu Hong walked to her son and saw that he was like an eggplant beaten by frost, leaning weakly on the seat, with a pale face and night sweats on his forehead. After looking at him for a few seconds, he suddenly frowned, "Son, what's wrong with you? The injuries on your body are very serious.
Is it serious? Or was there a medical conflict today and you were injured again? "
Wang Cheng stood aside, holding several boxes of milk in his hand. When he saw this, he quickly explained: "Old madam, Mr. Feng just donated blood, and inside..."
He tapped the location of the operating room with his chin and whispered: "My wife can't stop bleeding and needs a lot of blood."
Feng Zhenting quickly understood and asked: "So how is the situation now? Do you still need it? I also have type A blood."
He remembered that the last time his son had an accident, blood was urgently needed for surgery, so Qianyu donated several bags of blood without hesitation.
He asked the nurse to whip him too, but the nurse refused because he was older.
Zhuo Yilin was on the side. Hearing the words, he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Feng, I won't use it for the time being. You and the old lady don't worry too much. Just sit down and wait."
Xu Hong didn't sit down and looked around, "Well... where are the children? How are they doing? Where are they?"
Zhuo Yilin replied: "The siblings were sent to the neonatal intensive care unit as soon as they were born, and my dad was watching over them."
"Neonatal intensive care unit?" Xu Hong was horrified when she heard these words, "Could it be that the children also..."
"My dad just replied to my message and said that the children are in good condition. They were just born prematurely, choked with amniotic fluid, and are underweight. There will be some complications, but they are all under the control of the doctor."
Feng Zhenting and his wife nodded, feeling a little relieved.
They actually wanted to see the children, but seeing their son looking so weak and distracted, they couldn't rest assured.
So, Xu Hong sat down, gently pressed her son's arm, and said comfortingly: "Qianyu will be fine. Cheer up. She loves the children so much and cares about you so much. How could anything happen? She will definitely get over it.
."
Zhuo Yilin knew that this family had not been friendly to his sister before, and they had a grudge in their hearts.
However, what Xu Hong said now was quite acceptable, and the bad impression in his heart faded slightly.
Listening to his mother's comfort, Feng Moyan nodded, unable to make any sound in his throat.
A group of people were waiting outside, and time passed by slowly like a slow clock.
I don’t know how long it took, but the red light in the operating room suddenly went out.
Zhuo Yilin stood and reacted the fastest, "The operation is over!"
Feng Moyan stood up when he heard the sound, but his vision went black and he almost fell. Wang Cheng supported him worriedly: "Mr. Feng, be careful!"
While talking, a group of doctors wearing sterile surgical gowns walked out one after another.
Everyone's thoughts were raised, worried that someone had not been rescued...
Feng Moyan was so scared that he didn't even dare to take a step forward.
"Mr. Feng..." After more than four hours of highly stressful surgery, the doctor was exhausted. When he spoke, his voice was thick and hoarse, but his face was not sad. "The mother's condition is temporarily stable.
We performed a total hysterectomy on her, sorry..."
Xu Hong's face was shocked, and her body instinctively leaned into her husband's arms.
She was the only woman present and obviously felt this more deeply.
Even if that organ has completed its mission, it is still a part of the body and a manifestation of female characteristics.
The cost of giving birth to a child and losing the uterus was too high - both as a woman and as a mother-in-law, she felt sorry for each other.
Feng Moyan automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, "Mrs. Feng's condition is temporarily stable" kept echoing in his ears. For a moment, tears burst into tears, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
Who says a man can’t shed tears easily?
At this time, that man who was the most powerful man in the shopping mall was crying like a child?
Seeing that he was seriously losing his temper, Zhuo Yilin also knew how complicated his mood was at this time, so he thanked him on his behalf: "Thank you for your hard work, doctor! Thank you, thank you so much!"
The doctor smiled lightly: "We should do everything. However, the patient's condition is still critical and needs to be observed in the ICU. Due to excessive blood loss, he cannot be revived for the time being. He will have to wait until the critical period is over."
"Understood, we will wait quietly, thank you for your hard work!"
Feng Moyan only reacted at this moment, took a step forward, and bowed deeply to the doctors.
Thousands of words are contained in this solemn body language.
The doctor quickly waved his hand: "Mr. Feng, you don't have to be polite. It is our duty to save lives and heal the wounded."
The doctors left, and Xu Hong let out a long sigh, clasping her hands together and murmuring: "It's great, it's great... I just said, lucky people have their own destiny, and that girl will definitely be able to get through it!
"
Zhuo Yueluan just came back and saw them all standing with surprised and uncertain expressions on their faces: "What's wrong? Is the operation finished?"
Feng Moyan turned around, his eyes still red, but because he knew his wife was still there, his face was filled with excitement and a hint of joy, and he nodded quickly: "Dad, the operation is over, the doctor said that the uterus was removed...Qian Qian is still here at this moment.
In a coma, the dangerous period has not passed yet..."
Zhuo Yueluan also took a breath, comforting everyone and himself at the same time: "That's good...as long as she can get off the operating table, she will be fine. She can't let go of the children, so she will definitely survive."
Feng Zhenting looked at his in-laws and couldn't help but step forward and hold Zhuo Yueluan's hand, "Brother, thank you for your hard work. You have been staying with Qianyu in the hospital these days. This child's life is really not easy. He has suffered so much.
Bitter, we will definitely treat her twice as well in the future."
Zhuo Yueluan was still satisfied with this statement.
When Feng Moyan saw his father-in-law, he remembered the newborn siblings and asked quickly: "Dad, how are the babies? What did the doctor say?"
Zhuo Yueluan knew that everyone was worried, so he looked around them and said, "Don't worry, the situation is not too bad. I will stay in the incubator for now. The doctor said that if I recover well, I can be discharged from the hospital in about half a month."
Compared with Xixi who escaped death several times and spent half a year in and out of the hospital before her condition stabilized, these two babies are already very lucky.
Feng Moyan relaxed, suddenly remembered something, and looked at his father-in-law: "Dad, there is something... Qian Qian and I have decided a long time ago, and we have never told you."
Everyone's attention was attracted. Zhuo Yueluan looked at his son-in-law with confusion on his face: "What's the matter?"
"It's like this, the fourth child and the youngest...we want them to take your surname Zhuo, so you can choose the names of these two children."
Zhuo Yueluan was startled, and his first reaction was to look at his in-laws.
Although Feng Zhenting and his wife were also surprised, they thought that the eldest and second child had recognized their ancestors and returned to the family line, and the Feng family bloodline had been continued, and they had both children - so the second child had the best of both worlds by taking the mother's and grandfather's surnames.
So, before Zhuo Yueluan could speak, Feng Zhenting smiled and immediately continued what his son said: "Brother, don't refuse this matter. We are all a family. Whether you take your father's surname or your mother's surname, it doesn't matter.
It affects our love for our children.”
Feng Moyan felt quite pleased with his father's performance.
It seems that they are indeed using practical actions to make up for the damage caused to Qian Qian in the past few years.
Zhuo Yueluan originally didn't care much about these things, but since his son-in-law and his in-laws had such good intentions, he readily accepted them.
"That's okay, it seems I will have to settle here more in the future."
The atmosphere that had been tense for most of the day finally relaxed a bit when we talked about the children.
Xu Hong had been thinking about the children, and now she dared to speak, "Mo Yan, would you like to see the babies?"
Feng Moyan looked back at the door of the operating room, his face still worried and thoughtful, "Mom, you go and have a look, I'll wait for Qianqian to come out."
He just needs to know that the babies' condition is not too bad and their lives are not in danger, that's enough.
In contrast, his wife worried him even more. He had to see her come out with his own eyes before he could feel at ease.
Xu Hong also understood: "Okay, let's go first."
Everyone went to the neonatology department, but Feng Moyan remained outside the operating room.
Wang Cheng was busy at work and answered a few phone calls. When he was about to come back, he saw the door of the operating room opened and his boss hurried forward to greet him.
He paused and did not pass by, leaving space for them.
Feng Moyan saw a lathe being rolled out, recognized it as his wife at a glance, and rushed over eagerly.
"Qianqian..."
The doctors and nurses were nearby and quickly explained: "The mother is very weak and is still in a coma. She needs to be sent to the ICU immediately."
Feng Moyan nodded repeatedly, held his wife's cold and weak hand, and walked quickly with them.
Qianyu, who had walked through the gates of hell for a while, was as silent as a mummy.
There was no blood on his face, his eyes were tightly closed, an oxygen tube was inserted into his nose, and his lips were almost transparent...
Feng Moyan held her hand and only called out. The emotion that had just calmed down stirred up waves again, and tears burst into his eyes.
"Honey... you must hold on. The babies are fine. This is all your fault... Thank you. I know you must be very tired and hard. You must have a good sleep. The children and I will wait for you to wake up.
…”
"Wife, I love you... You should get better soon. I will never lie to you again. No matter it is good or bad, I swear I will never lie to you again..."
"Wife..."
Feeling extremely distressed, Feng Moyan kept talking, but maybe even he didn't know what he was saying.
He wished that his wife could open her eyes, respond, or give him a faint smile.
But until he chased the hospital bed to the door of the ICU, his comatose wife showed no reaction at all.
"Sir, please stay, this is the ICU." The medical staff in the ICU didn't know Feng Moyan, so they stopped him dutifully.
Helpless, Feng Moyan had no choice but to stop, reluctantly and anxiously watching his wife being escorted in by the doctor.
Probably because it was the first time they saw a tall and handsome man crying like a child, several doctors and nurses in the ICU couldn't help but look at him a few more times, secretly thinking that this man must love his wife very much.
Wang Cheng followed behind, and when he saw the boss standing there like a wooden block, staring at the ICU, he couldn't help but stepped forward and persuaded: "Mr. Feng, you've seen my wife too, she will be fine. Now it's time for you to take a rest.
If we don’t have people accompanying us in this intensive care unit, why not—Mr. Feng! Mr. Feng!”
Before he finished speaking, the boss standing next to him shook unsteadily and suddenly threw himself towards the ground.
Wang Cheng was so frightened that he hurriedly tried to hold him up, but watched the tall body fall to the ground.