The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 967 Old events of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 63

  She turned around and walked into the tent, looking at her with her eyes, and the candlelight reflected Chu Jinan's firm face.

   "Get ready for surgery."

  She will do her best, she will do her best.

  In public, in private.

  The operating conditions are simple, let alone a sterile operating room. Fortunately, the equipment Chu Jinan brought back from abroad has been strictly sterilized and passed the test.

  When Chu Jin'an was preparing for the operation, there were soldiers looking for her red-eyed and reluctant, and begged her to save Fourth Master.

  Chu Jin'an once again saw the weight of Fu Rongheng in their hearts, but she couldn't make any promises: "I will try my best."

   She put on the surgical gown, and when she took the knife, she found that her hands were shaking.

  Chu Jin'an stared twice, clenched and loosened his fingers, the joints made a cracking sound, the pain was so numb, hold on.

   "Can you?" Liang Shangjun asked in her ear.

  Chu Jinan looked up at him, nodded slowly, his eyes were as black as ink stones.

  The incandescent lamp of the operation was turned off, and the light was pale and bright, shining on everyone's faces waiting for battle, and also falling on him, breathing long and thinly.

  When did He ever think that her medical skills would be used on him.

  The young man prayed for blessings every day, and burned incense to pray for his safety.

  Walking around and going back to the past.

  Chu Jinan stood in front of the operating table, looking at his face, as if she wanted to remember it in her bones, her heartbeat became slower and slower, listening to the howling wind outside, she said silently in her heart.

  Fourth brother, I love you.

I love you.

  The night is very quiet, time is racing against time, and it is the most kind and cruel thing in this world.

  A thin layer of sweat broke out on Chu Jin'an's forehead, and the movements of his hands were steady and powerful, stained with his blood, they were warm.

  Liang Shangjun cooperated with her tacitly, and the space was so quiet that it seemed to stop.

   "Patter."

   is the sound of a bullet falling on the pallet.

  The blood is still wet.

  It also seems to be the voice of everyone's heart.

  After a long night, I finally got a glimpse of the dawn.

   Later, thinking back on that day, it was the most difficult operation Chu Jin'an had ever had in his life, and it was difficult in people's hearts.

   Seventy-two hours after surgery is a high-risk period for onset of disease. Some people survived the operating table, but not the infection period.

  Chu Jin'an didn't dare to leave Fu Rongheng, strictly sterilized and sterilized, and silently stood by his side, observing his postoperative physical condition.

  For three whole days, I didn't get a good night's sleep.

  Liang Shangjun felt that she couldn’t do it like this, and advised her to rest, but she didn’t listen, her tone was calm, and she said that she was the chief surgeon, and no one knew better about the postoperative infection period than her.

   It took three days before Chu Jin'an reluctantly walked out of the operating room, went back to his room and closed his eyes and slept for a while, before leaving, he told Liang Shangjun to find her in time if he needed anything.

   This sleep was drowsy and unsteady. Chu Jin'an was afraid that something would happen over there, so he didn't dare to sleep, but his body couldn't hold it up after three or four days. Once he closed his eyes, he couldn't open them.

   dreamed of him again.

  When he was a child, in the courtyard, in the house, warming up in the cold winter, he frowned and tore off her bright red thick cloak and threw it on the shelf, laughing at who wore it for her because she was dressed like a ball.

At that time, the room was full of idle talking and laughing. You came and I talked back. When you were still young and beautiful, the sound spread far away. In the nest, an orange cat raised in the palace lay on the snow, squinting its eyes and holding its hands.

   It seems like a lifetime away.

  Chu Jin'an was awakened from her sleep by a voice. She opened her eyes, and saw Liang Shangjun's face in the dim snowy light in the room.

   "Doctor Chu, fourth master..."

  Chu Jin'an's thinking is still in chaos, and even in his sleep he is thinking about Fu Rongheng's safety. At this moment, he was woken up in a daze, his thinking is naturally in line with that before going to bed, and white light flickers between lightning and flint.

  She got up in a panic: "Did something happen to Fourth Brother?!"

  In the dark, Liang Shangjun wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, Chu Jin'an hurriedly ran out like a gust of wind, regardless of his numb legs.

   It was the night of December 4th, in the cold winter, with heavy snow falling.

  She hurried through the tent all the way, leaving deep and shallow footprints, and didn't notice the heavy snow falling on her body, and went straight into Fu Rongheng's house—

  The horrible picture imagined did not appear.

  He sat there well, propped himself up slightly, heard the movement, and slowly looked towards her.

  Chu Jin'an suddenly suffocated for breath, and froze in place. The lights in the house were not lit, and she looked at his figure with difficulty in the slowly spreading snow light.

   The four eyes met for a long time, silently.

  It was a snowy night outside. It was the new snow.

   "Don't cry." Fu Rongheng opened his mouth before she burst into tears. He was still a little weak in speaking, but he smiled, his voice was as clear and clear as he was when he was young, and he supported himself to look at her, "This is a good thing."

  His voice, accompanied by the heavy snow outside the window, hit Chu Jinan's heart heavily and heavily.

   The blow made her heart sore and flooded.

   "Fourth Brother..."

  Words are so heavy, it's hard to express love to the bones, she staggered and threw herself in front of him, hugged his waist tightly, and just leaned on the edge of the bed: "You finally woke up..."

   One sentence finally, how much bitterness.

   With a smile in his mouth, he caressed her back with his palms, vividly wanting to make people cry. In the dim light, there was her reflection in his eyes, and he replied: "Yes, finally."

  The voice fell close to her ear, penetrated into the eardrum, revealing the vigorous feeling of thousands of sails passing by the side of the sunken boat, and embraced her in her arms at this night.

   There used to be the most severe blizzard in the world, but now there is also the most gentle true love in the world.

  At that moment, Chu Jin'an wrapped his arms around his waist, looked up at him, his heart trembled, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have really walked into his heart.

  The new snow was clear that night, and the head of the person in the room was a scene. He called her name, patted his hands off the bed, moved his body to the side, and called her to come up.

  He just woke up, Chu Jin'an didn't dare to lean against him, and sat on the same bed with him.

   The two haven't seen each other for a long time, but they are not in a hurry to talk. After all, he is still weak, so he doesn't say anything else, just looking at her carefully.

  Chu Jin’an was in exile in his eyes, after a long time came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand to unbutton his shirt without thinking, wanting to see his injury, and hurriedly asked him if there was any discomfort?

  Fu Rongheng pressed her hand and sighed softly: "Fourth brother just got off the operating table, you are in such a panic, I'm afraid I have to go on it again."

  I didn't want her to worry, but I was really afraid of her crying, which made his heart ache.

  Chu Jinan's hand was still on the second button of his shirt, the back of her hand was covered by him, and it was hot. She glanced at him complainingly: "What are you talking about, I hope you are well."

   "Fourth brother knows." Fu Rongheng coughed twice, his body couldn't bear it anymore, Chu Jin'an asked him to lie down, he shook his head, saying that he had slept for a long time, and he was tired, so she had no choice but to give him a pillow to lean against his back.

  The room is dizzy, the bed is not too big, two people need to be squeezed together, it seems that even the hearts are joined together.

  (end of this chapter)