Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

"What about surgery?"

"I was thinking about this question just now. It is indeed risky to take out this blood clot, but if I come to perform this operation, I can guarantee a 60.00% success rate, it depends on how you choose."

As soon as Lin Huiwen finished speaking, before Zhong Jiaqi could speak, the doctors at Jiawen Hospital were already talking about it.

"60.00% possibility, which is already very high!"

"Why? The risk of this operation should be quite high."

……

Zhong Jiaqi ignored what those people said. As a doctor, Lin Huiwen said that she was 60.00% sure, so she must be 60.00% sure.

Reason told her that a 60.00% success rate was not too low, but this happened to Qi Jingchen, and she didn't know if she could bear that 40.00% risk.

"Zhong Jiaqi, this matter really needs careful consideration, you don't have to make a decision in a hurry." Lin Huiwen looked into Zhong Jiaqi's eyes seriously.

Mousse also patted Zhong Jiaqi on the shoulder lightly: "Don't worry."

Zhong Jiaqi didn't know when she would be able to make this decision.

"I'd better discuss it with Grandpa first."

Mousse said considerately, "Then I'll take you back."

Zhong Jiaqi waved her hand lightly: "Send Lin Huiwen back first."

"No, I'm not going back now. I want to observe Jing Chen's physical condition more in the hospital, so that if I really need an operation, the probability of success will be higher."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

Lin Huiwen smiled faintly: "Don't forget, I'm a doctor."

When Zhong Jiaqi returned home, Ning Qingqing was chatting with Mr. Qi. Ning Qingqing had a cheerful personality, and Mr. Qi's face looked a little rosy.

However, what Zhong Jiaqi is going to say next may not make Mr. Qi happy.

She went to Qi Qingsong's side, pulled herself together and said, "Grandpa, what are you talking about with Qingqing? Why are you so happy?"

From the moment Zhong Jiaqi spoke, Qi Qingsong knew that Zhong Jiaqi's mood was not right, and just now Zhong Jiaqi sent Qi Jingchen to the hospital, presumably Zhong Jiaqi's mood was not right, it should have a lot to do with Qi Jingchen's body.

"Jiaqi, do you have something to tell me?"

Since Qi Qingsong had already asked directly, Zhong Jiaqi had nothing to hide, so she nodded.

Ning Qingqing watched the interaction between the two, and said wittily, "If you have something to say, I'll go out first."

After Ning Qingqing left, Zhong Jiaqi said, "Grandpa, I don't know if you have heard of the name Lin Huiwen?"

Qi Qingsong thought for a while, and then said: "I have some impression of this name, it seems to be Xiaochen's former friend, what's wrong?"

"Lin Huiwen is an expert in brain surgery. Just now she analyzed Jing Chen's current situation. During this period of time, the blood clot in the back of Jing Chen's brain has no tendency to dissipate. Nei probably won't wake up."

Qi Qingsong looked straight into Zhong Jiaqi's eyes: "How long do you mean in the short term?"

Zhong Jiaqi shook her head: "Grandpa, this is still unknown."

"Then what if Lin Huiwen performs the operation?"

"This is also something I want to discuss with you. Lin Huiwen has already said that if she performs this operation on Jingchen, there will be a 60.00% success rate. Do you want Jingchen to undergo this operation?"

Qi Qingsong gently patted Zhong Jiaqi on the shoulder: "Jiaqi, now Xiaochen is your husband, this decision should be made by you, I know that no matter what decision you make, it is because you love Xiaochen, I will not blame you your."

Zhong Jiaqi buried her face in her palms, and said sullenly: "Grandpa, I'm not worried that you blame me, but I don't know what I think at all. I'm worried that if I don't have the operation, Jingchen will be like this." I fell asleep all the time, but I was also worried that Jing Chen would just lie down on the operating table."

Qi Qingsong took out two pieces of paper and put them in Zhong Jiaqi's hands.

Zhong Jiaqi said aggrievedly: "Grandpa, you can make this decision for me, okay?"

Seeing Zhong Jiaqi, who has always been strong, cry into this state, Qi Qingsong's heart also tightened uncomfortably. He tremblingly said, "Let's have an operation. I believe Xiao Chen doesn't want to just lie down like this for the rest of his life."

"Grandpa, have you really decided?"

Qi Qingsong looked firmly into Zhong Jiaqi's eyes: "It's decided, let's go for surgery."

Zhong Jiaqi nodded, she tried hard to wipe away the tears on her face, called Lin Huiwen and asked her to prepare for the operation.

The time for the surgery was fixed quickly, just two days later.

During these two days, Mousse was basically handling Qi's affairs, and Zhong Jiaqi had no way to distract herself from doing other things. Now she just wanted to be by Qi Jingchen's side and watch him well.

After Lin Huiwen checked Qi Jingchen's physical condition, he patted Zhong Jiaqi on the shoulder: "Believe me, I will try my best to let Jingchen get off the operating table alive."

Zhong Jiaqi looked deeply into Lin Huiwen's eyes: "All of this is up to you."

"give it to me!"

……

Soon it was time for the operation, Zhong Jiaqi, Mu Si and Qi Han were all sitting at the door of the operating room.

Zhong Jiaqi was worried that Qi Qingsong's body would not be able to take it, so she simply didn't tell him the time of the operation.

Qi Han held Zhong Jiaqi's hand tightly: "Mom, Dad will be fine, right?"

Zhong Jiaqi pointed to the light that was on outside the operating room: "Haven't Han Han always missed Dad? As long as the light goes out, Dad will wake up."

Qi Han nodded vigorously: "Father will definitely wake up."

The eyes of the three people were fixed on the door of the operating room, and they expected that Lin Huiwen would come out and bring them good news.

Zhong Jiaqi's heart was beating fast, and every minute and every second made Zhong Jiaqi feel uncomfortable, as if time had stopped.

After what seemed like a century, the lights in the operating room finally went out, and Zhong Jiaqi immediately got up to greet her.

Lin Huiwen didn't say anything, just nodded.

Qi Jingchen is fine, Qi Jingchen is really fine.

Zhong Jiaqi's eyes darkened and she lost consciousness.

Mousse immediately reached out to catch Zhong Jiaqi.

"She should be too excited, you send her to the ward to rest, it's fine."

Mousse looked into Lin Huiwen's eyes and asked seriously, "When will Jingchen wake up?"

"When the time for the anesthetic is over, he should wake up." Lin Huiwen raised his hand and looked at his watch. "It's six o'clock. By tomorrow evening, Jingchen should wake up."

"Huiwen, thank you!" Mousse said sincerely.

Lin Huiwen laughed at herself: "This is what I should do. I did a lot of things that made Jingchen unhappy because of my unwillingness. I hope that after Jingchen wakes up, he can forgive me for what I did. ,we are still friends."

Mousse nodded: "As you said, we are still friends."

After speaking, Mousse sent Zhong Jiaqi to the ward.

……

Lin Huiwen dragged his tired body back to the hotel. Although He Qi was very disappointed with her, Lin Huiwen was fortunate that He Qi did not leave her alone in Shenzhen.

The moment she saw He Qi sitting in the living room, Lin Huiwen's heart was completely relaxed, her figure swayed, and she fell on the floor of the living room.

Qi Jingchen's operation was not simple. Lin Huiwen stood on the operating table for six hours, still holding a high tension, but now he relaxed, and finally couldn't take it anymore.

He Qi quickly ran to Lin Huiwen's side and hugged Lin Huiwen to the bed. When the doctor said that Lin Huiwen was just tired and nothing serious, He Qi finally felt relieved.

He sat by the bed, looked straight at Lin Huiwen's pale face, and reached out his hand to touch it gently.

"Why are you so stupid?"

Thinking that Lin Huiwen did all this for Qi Jingchen, He Qi felt mixed feelings, but he still couldn't bear to see Lin Huiwen suffer.

He Qi worried that the hanging water would freeze Lin Huiwen's face, so he deliberately filled a hot water bottle and put it under Lin Huiwen's hands.

"Huiwen, you are so stupid, even if I let go, I won't hand you over to others," He Qi said to himself, "You are a strong woman in the eyes of others, but I know your heart I'm so fragile, otherwise I wouldn't have known that I would be angry a year ago and showed anger towards Zhong Jiaqi."

He Qi sat beside Lin Huiwen the whole time, and said all the things he didn't know how to tell Lin Huiwen, until Lin Huiwen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and He Qi stopped talking.

Sure enough, not long after, Lin Huiwen opened his eyes.

She still looked at He Qi in a daze: "What's wrong with me?"

He Qi reached out and touched Lin Huiwen's hair: "It's okay, the doctor said you've been too tired recently, how is it? Was Qi Jingchen's operation successful?"

Lin Huiwen smiled faintly: "Successful."

He Qi petted the tip of Lin Huiwen's nose: "I knew you could do it."

It has been a long time since Lin Huiwen saw pampering in He Qi's eyes. She missed the warmth of this moment. She didn't know why He Qi looked at her like this all of a sudden, but Lin Huiwen didn't want to ask, she just wanted to indulge like this .

Lin Huiwen put her face on He Qi's broad palm and rubbed it lightly.

"He Qi, lie down with me for a while, okay? I'm really tired!"

"When you hang up this bottle of glucose, I will sleep with you for a while. No one is watching, and the blood will return."

Lin Huiwen nodded obediently.

After He Qi waited until there was no liquid in the glucose bottle, he said softly to Lin Huiwen, "I'm going to pull out the needle."

Although Lin Huiwen probably knew better than anyone that pulling out the needle didn't hurt much, at least it wasn't so painful that it was unbearable, but He Qi still waited until she nodded gently before pulling out the needle gently.