After four hours of lighting, the door to the operating room finally opened.
Everyone rushed to the doctor.
"Doctor, how is she?!" Mi Lan's voice was trembling. She couldn't bear this huge blow. She could never lose anyone again...
"We have sutured the big wounds. As for the countless other small wounds, we have disinfected and applied medicine and they need to recover slowly..." the doctor said slowly.
Yao Chi stepped forward and grabbed the doctor's sleeve: "That means she is no longer in danger?"
"There are still dangers. The wound on the patient's forehead is quite deep and almost threatens the nervous system. The wound on her wrist is also quite serious."
"Then...can I see her now?" Mi Lan held back tears and looked at the doctor expectantly.
"I'm sorry, chief. The patient has not passed anesthesia yet. She is in a coma and needs to be transferred to the intensive care unit...so you can't see her yet."
"Then when will she wake up? Can we see her when she wakes up?"
"Yao Chi, don't be nervous..."
"It's hard to say... If the patient's willpower is strong enough, she can wake up in a few days... But if she can't survive it, or subconsciously doesn't want to wake up, she may be in coma for a year or two, or for the rest of her life.
…”
At this time, a man rushed into the crowd, ran to the doctor, grabbed the doctor's collar, and shouted impulsively: "What do you mean by this! What do you mean being in a coma for a lifetime! Ah..."
"Revolver! Let go!" Mi Lan suddenly felt nervous. "Thank you, doctor..."
Seeing her daughter being pushed into the ward with an oxygen mask and a head covered with bandages, Mi Lan felt as if the world had collapsed at this moment...
"Muzi, are you awake?" Mi Lan changed the subject and looked at his teammates.
"I don't know yet... Dongdong is accompanying me."
"Go and see her..." Mi Lan tried her best to look calm.
"Captain..." Dian Ning and the others were still worried. How could the captain bear it alone if something like this happened?
"Go ahead..."
After everyone left, Mi Lan came to the corridor of the ward, picked up the public phone, and dialed a series of numbers with trembling hands.
"Hey...!" It was Tang Muyang's voice.
Mi Lan held back her tears and didn't dare to speak. She didn't know how to tell him. Is it possible to tell him directly that something happened to Xiaomi and she was in the hospital now, her life or death unknown?
"Hello...? Who is this? Please speak..." Tang Muyang looked at the phone depressedly. Is there something wrong with this strange number?
Just when Tang Muyang was about to hang up the phone, a familiar voice rang.
"Tang Muyang..."
"Mi Lan?! It's you! Why don't you speak..." Listening to the very familiar voice that he thought about day and night, a flower opened at the corner of Tang Muyang's mouth, but in the next second, the flower successfully condensed
Already.
"Come on...I'm at the military hospital."
"Mi Lan! What happened?! How did you... Mi Lan! Wait, ah... you wait for me, I'll be here soon...! Wait for me!" What came from the other end of the phone was Tang Muyang's panic.
An anxious voice.
When she arrived at the door of the intensive care unit, she looked at her daughter sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed through half of the glass. Mi Lan's heart felt as if it had been torn out alive, and the pain was extreme. But she found that at this time, she actually
Not able to shed a single tear.
Tang Xiaomi, what are you doing? Can't you live without fighting me for three days? But it seems that you have gone a little too far this time~ Mi Lan's every move could not escape the two people at the corner.
Eye.
"Revolver, why don't you go over and see her..."
Hearing such a calm word, it was like a heartbeat in Zuolun's ears.
"I can not……"
"Revolver, this is not your style. At this time, you should go see her, she needs you..."
"Tong Hua...what do you like about Tang Xiaomi?"
"I like everything..." Such a straightforward sentence. This is Tong Hua. Tong Hua is always straightforward.
"..."
There was a deathly silence.
"You think Xiaomi, can she survive?"
Xiaowei glared at Xiaoshuai angrily: "If you dare to say one more thing, I will beat you to death, believe it or not!"
"Xiaowei... don't get so angry. Xiaoshuai also cares about Xiaomi..." Xia Xia persuaded in the middle.
"Tell me how we... ugh! The one didn't wake up, and the other fell down again! Tomorrow, I have to invite a statue of Guan Gong back, and we have to say goodbye! Make sure nothing goes wrong next time on the mission!"
Xiaowei yelled back impatiently: "Wang Xiaoshuai! I'm going to beat you to death, believe it or not! Why don't you open the pot and lift it! Get out of here!"
"Can you please be quiet... Let everyone be quiet...!" Dian Ning yelled impatiently. At this time, the two of them still wanted to quarrel...
"You! You! You!" Xia Xia pointed at Xiaowei, Xiaoshuai, and Dian Ning, and rolled her eyes at them angrily: "Can you please stop arguing...!"
After a period of silence, Dongdong Guai was the first to speak: "Muzi, I'm not too worried. She's just too sad. She'll be fine when she wakes up. What I'm worried about now is Uncle Tang. What if he knows about this?"
It would be crazy not to be direct..."
"Yes... our Uncle Tang, who loves his daughter dearly, do you think he will..."
Yao Chi was interrupted before he finished speaking. Xia Xia paused and sighed: "You can't even say what you said! Nothing will happen to Uncle Tang. Now he is the backbone of the family. He has to take care of the captain, and more
Take care of Xiaomi...he won't let anything happen to him."
"Mi Lan...!" Looking at his wife who was safe and sound at the door of the ward, Tang Muyang ran forward excitedly and hugged Mi Lan.
"Lao Tang..." Mi Lan whispered softly.
"Mi Lan! Just be fine! I thought you were injured during the mission...!"
Tang Muyang's caring words made Mi Lan feel even more guilty and sad. However, paper could not cover the fire, and since he was Xiaomi's father, he had the right to know.
"Xiaomi..."
Lao Tang grabbed Mi Lan's arm and looked at her nervously: "Xiaomi? What's wrong with Xiaomi? Is it... ah? Milan, please speak!"
Mi Lan closed her eyes sadly and pointed to the ward.
Tang Muyang opened his eyes wide, looked at Mi Lan in disbelief, and then looked at the ward. In doubt and denial, he opened the door of the ward uneasily.
"Tang Muyang, you can't go in!"
Tang Muyang said nothing, shook off Mi Lan's hand, and slowly moved to the hospital bed.
Looking at the person on the bed with his face covered with bandages, Tang Muyang asked gently: "Is this Xiaomi?"
Mi Lan didn't speak. She just nodded silently and tried her best to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.
"No! She's not! She's bandaged like this, why do you say she is my daughter! Mi Lan, Xiaomi... Xiaomi is not like this, she... she is so beautiful. She..." said
In the end, Tang Muyang couldn't help but sob softly. This was just an excuse he didn't want to believe. An excuse he made for himself.
"Lao Tang...I'm sorry."
"Patient's family, you can't come in now..." The nurse came over carrying a treatment tray.
"Feel sorry……"
Tang Muyang reluctantly left the ward and watched the nurse close the door of the ward, prohibiting entry. Tang Muyang closed his eyes, not daring to look anymore...
Sitting on the bench in the corridor...it seemed that the breathing of the two people could be heard in the quiet corridor.
"I'm sorry..." From the first time she beat her daughter to now, Mi Lan can't remember how many times she said sorry to Tang Muyang. Yes... she is sorry for him. She will never repay what she owes him in this life.
over.
Tang Muyang did not move or answer. He sat quietly on the chair without saying a word.
The atmosphere condensed in the air and became extremely silent and quiet.
I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like a century. It was so long that people forgot that the earth was still spinning and that he was still alive. Tang Muyang said leisurely: "Milan, let Xiaomi retire..."