I became a big boss in the chaebol circle

Chapter 43 Something went wrong during the operation

When Shi Ran returned to her grandfather, he had already put a dry towel on her head and gently wiped the rain off her body.

She looked at Song Sichen who was standing next to her. Her hair was also wet, and half of her shoulders were soaked.

Shi Ran stretched out his hand to the face, and the fair skin was cold.

She covered the wet Song Sichen's shoulders with her own towel, and then asked, "Grandpa, are there any more towels?"

Although grandpa was reluctant, he was handed a towel.

Shi Ran put another towel on Song Sichen's head and wrapped him tightly. It was obvious that he was also wet and had not been completely dried.

"Why did you get caught in the rain?"

"It's ok."

"Are you a dummy?"

"No."

Shi Ran sighed.

First I went to see Shiran's father. He was lying on the hospital bed and seemed to be asleep. Shiran didn't disturb him.

"Go back first, there are people watching here." It was still raining heavily outside, and Grandpa ordered: "We have agreed with Song Shichu's father that Song Sichen will stay at our Shi's house today and go back early tomorrow morning."

"Grandpa, I want to stay with dad here."

"Grandpa is here, you are still young, go back first. It is raining heavily outside, please pay attention to safety."

"Ok."

Shiran reluctantly left the ward.

As soon as he walked out, Song Sichen held Shi Ran's hand coldly.

"Shiran, I will accompany you."

"Ah."

Shiran nodded.

The two got into the car, and not long after, Shi Ran fell asleep leaning on Song Sichen's shoulder.

Song Sichen seemed to be tired too. He leaned on Shi Ran and fell asleep.

Back at Shi's house, the teacher and Lin Yufei entered the room one by one.

The teenage child was now very heavy. Lin Yufei could not hold Shi Ran, so she carried her upstairs and put Shi Ran on the bed, panting.After a while, the teacher also carried Song Sichen into the room. Just as he was about to put him on the bed, he was stopped by Lin Yufei.

"We're already teenagers, so it's not good to sleep together."

"As a child in my eyes, I didn't notice this problem."

The teacher watched Shiran grow up. In his eyes, Shiran was still like a child. He almost forgot that she was already 13 years old.

Finally, he put Song Sichen on the bed in the next room.

The two stretched out their waists and smiled happily as they looked at the two children who continued to sleep even though they woke up due to the noise.

the next day.

Shiran stayed with her father in the ward.

"Dad, you will be fine. The doctors nowadays are very good. Dad will be fine."

"Yes." There was a smile on Shiran's father's lips. Although he knew that his situation was not good, he still smiled and comforted Shiran and said, "Dad will also work hard to survive for the sake of his precious daughter."

Shiran hugged his father and swore in his heart: [The ending will definitely be changed! 】

Suddenly, the door to the ward was pushed open, and Song Sichen walked in.

"Shiran, this is the porridge made by auntie. You said Lingxiao flower can be used to make porridge, so I brought it to you today." After saying that, he put the porridge on the table and opened a box with petals of Lingxiao flower inside. "These are the Lingxiao flowers that did not fall after the rain yesterday. I washed them and brought them to you."

"I just said it casually."

At that time, Shi Ran really just said it casually, but Song Sichen didn't expect that Song Sichen would actually take it seriously.

"Don't you need it?"

"No." Shiran quickly took it. When he touched his hand, he felt something was wrong. His usually cold hand was surprisingly warm today. He put his hand on his forehead and tried it. "Song Sichen, you have a fever."

Song Sichen said nothing and stared at Shi Ran with wide eyes.

"He must have a fever because of the rain yesterday. Come here and see a doctor quickly." Shiran put the box in his hand on the table and pulled him outside. As he walked, he said to his father: "Dad, he has a fever. He has eaten Medicine, you’ll be back soon!”

Shiran's father smiled and waved.

"Song Sichen, you are so old and you still don't know how to take care of yourself?" Shi Ran said, dragging his chin with his hands while watching Song Sichen hang the bottle.

"are you angry?"

Song Sichen blinked his beautiful eyes and asked.

"no!"

"But you don't look happy."

"When you are sick, you need to take medicine."

But Song Sichen took out the candy from his pocket and said, "The candy Shi Ran gave me is fine. Just eat one and you'll be fine."

"fool."

Shi Ran sighed.

He loves sweets so much, and his teeth seem to be in pretty good shape.

a few days later.

Shi Ran's father has been taking the medicines from Lin Yufei's laboratory and has indeed improved. The porridge made by Ling Xiaohua sent by Song Sichen is also delicious, and his condition has stabilized a lot.

Shi Ran's father did a full-body examination, and Dr. Zhao and other experts were preparing plans and even practiced surgery all night.

After all, I have never had this kind of surgery before, so I am more worried than anyone else.

Shiran's father still comforted him, as if everything was fine.

On the day of surgery.

Shiran and grandpa were outside the operating room.

Grandpa, as usual, had a serious expression on his wrinkled face and a pair of solemn eyes. At this moment, he was also a lot more worried.

Shi Ran was even more worried. He sat on a chair outside the operating room, holding his hands tightly. He didn't know when it started raining outside again. It had rained much more frequently than usual in the past few days.

The sound of rain seemed to fall on the body in a regular pattern, with a cold touch.

The sound of rain hitting the window mixed with the sound of Shiran biting her nails.

She had never been so nervous.

In my mind, I saw my father entering the operating room in his previous life. His pale face seemed to be full of fatigue.

Suddenly, the door of the operating room was opened, and Shi Ran ran over in a hurry despite his small body.

"How about it?"

Grandpa also asked anxiously.

"Still undergoing surgery, something happened."

The doctor's words made Shi Ran's body freeze instantly.

"What's happening?"

Grandpa asked seriously and depressedly.

"The artificial heart probably won't work anymore. Now..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, he suddenly passed by Grandpa and Shi Ran, ran behind him, carrying what looked like an incubator, pulled the man, and hurried into the operating room.

【why? 】

Shiran's face turned pale, and he took a step back and leaned against the wall to support his body that almost fell.

【don't want!do not die! 】

The scene of my father in his previous life, lying on a cold bed and covered with a white cloth, flashed through his mind.

This heart-wrenching and unbelievable feeling should never be felt again in this life.

【dad!Don't die! 】

Being reborn is not about watching your father die in front of you again.

Her whole body was trembling with worry, and her hands were clasped together tightly, as cold as ice cubes. She moved her heavy feet, as if something was pulling her, unable to move at all.

The door to the operating room did not open for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a century, before Dr. Zhao walked out of the operating room tiredly.

(End of this chapter)