Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

Suddenly, the light at the door of the operating room went out. Su Xiaoxiao and Li Qingyan, who were watching the door, stood up together. Their eyes were fixed on the closed door of the operating room. The air was quiet for a few seconds.
The door of the operating room opened, and Feng Heng came out. He raised his hand and took off the mask on his face, revealing a tired face with dry lips and clear eyes.

Li Qingyan stepped forward and handed over a thermos cup, which contained water that was warm enough to drink. Feng Heng's eyes softened, and he took a few sips. His burning throat felt much more comfortable after being moistened by the water.

"How?" Su Xiaoxiao looked directly into Feng Heng's eyes and asked impatiently. This operation is not only related to the life of her father-in-law, but also has a lot to do with Feng Heng's reputation and the future ownership of the Feng family.

Feng Heng's eyes were firm, and the expression on his face didn't change much. He said, "The operation went well." His voice was a little hoarse, and Li Qingyan's heart ached when he heard it, thinking that he would make a bowl of pear soup when he went back today.

When Su Xiaoxiao heard Feng Heng's words, her expression suddenly relaxed, she let out a long breath, and murmured: "Thank God."

"When is grandpa coming out?" Li Qingyan asked.

"Observe for half an hour." After Feng Heng finished speaking, he looked up somewhere.

"Xiao Teng? You came out? How is your grandfather? Did the operation go well?" It turned out that Feng Jingshan came out of the lounge when he heard the movement, and he looked at Feng Heng with burning eyes, the concern in his eyes did not seem to be fake.

"It's okay." Feng Heng's face turned cold.

Feng Jingshan didn't take it seriously, and wanted to say something else, Su Xiaoxiao said: "Since father is fine, please do what you need to do, don't look back, father woke up, and fainted from anger when he saw you."

"I will apologize to my father." Feng Jingshan said in a muffled voice.

"Uncle Feng, Grandpa won't get tomorrow when he wakes up, you should go back first." Feng Heng followed up, unable to see his joy or anger, Feng Ying, who was following Feng Jingshan, raised his head and looked at him a few times, his eyes became more and more serious. complex.

Feng Jingshan opened his mouth a little dejectedly, looked deeply at the door of the operating room for a few times, then nodded, and said to Feng Ying: "Xiaoying, let's go first and come to see Grandpa early tomorrow."

Feng Ying nodded, obediently followed behind her father.

.......
Feng Zhen opened his eyes, his vision was a bit blurred, he opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his voice was unusually hoarse.

Just when I wanted to drink water, I felt a moist cotton swab on my lips, and I felt much more comfortable all of a sudden.

"Grandpa, are you awake? Feng Heng said that you couldn't drink water immediately after waking up, so I can only use a cotton swab to moisten your lips." Li Qingyan stood in front of Feng Zhen's hospital bed, saw him open his eyes, With a happy smile on his face, he said hastily.

Feng Zhen's vision gradually recovered, and he finally saw the girl in front of him clearly, only to see her staring at him, holding a cup in her hand.

"Why are you here, where is Feng Heng?" Feng Zhen asked, his voice was extremely old, an operation made him look a lot older, but his words were still very picky.

Li Qingyan saw that the old man was wearing a hospital gown, and his stern and cold temperament had been weakened a lot. He was not as scary as before at all. Her heart softened a lot. The old man was just like her grandfather. She replied softly: "Feng Heng has not rested since the operation, and your dangerous period has passed, so you went back to rest for a while."

Although yesterday's operation went smoothly, there will still be a dangerous period of about one night after the operation. Feng Heng was worried and kept watch all night, and went to the dean's office to rest for a while early this morning.

Feng Zhen was in a better mood when he heard that Feng Heng performed the operation on him and kept watch all night. Even looking at Li Qingyan wasn't so annoying anymore, but his tone of voice when talking to her was still very severe: "Where are the others? This serves me?"

"Grandpa, are you hungry? I made some porridge for you. Would you like some?" Li Qingyan said while holding the thermos in front of the hospital bed.

While talking, without waiting for the old man to answer, he took out a bowl of porridge that was still steaming, and while gently stirring it to cool down slowly, he replied, "Uncle should be in the company to deal with matters. Auntie will be here in a while. She's going out." There is something."

When Feng Zhen heard that Feng's father was in charge of the company's overall situation, he felt a little more relaxed. He wanted to ask if the company was affected because of his fainting. He opened his mouth, thinking how could the little girl in front of him understand this, so he simply closed it. He closed his mouth, waited for a while and simply closed his eyes, thinking about the things before he fainted in his heart.

"Grandpa, why don't you drink some porridge, the temperature should be just right now."

Feng Zhen snorted and didn't want to answer, but his stomach growled, and finally he opened his eyes, ready to take the porridge that Li Qingyan handed over.

"Let me feed you!" Li Qingyan hesitated and didn't hand it over.

"I'm not old enough to move anything, right?" Feng Zhen said angrily, and directly reached out to take the porridge bowl from Li Qingyan's hand.

Li Qingyan smiled helplessly, but still supported the bottom of the bowl with one hand.

Although there are no ingredients in the golden millet porridge, you can still smell the fragrance that is unique to millet porridge.

"Just drink this?" Feng Zhen said with some distaste. After all, he picked up a spoon and drank it. His lips lacked moisture, because of the moisture of a bowl of porridge, he felt a lot of ironing, and his stomach felt warm after drinking it.

Although I don't want to admit it, this girl's handicraft is not bad, and a simple bowl of millet porridge tastes really good.

Seeing that the old man had finished a bowl of porridge, Li Qingyan was relieved a lot.

Yesterday, because of his anger, his blood surged, causing a lot of blood vessels to be blocked at once. Thanks to the timely rescue, there were no sequelae.

After finishing a bowl of porridge, Feng Zhen had just undergone an operation, and his body and spirit were a little weak, so he fell asleep again after a while.

When Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and came in, what she saw was Li Qingyan sitting on the sofa not far from the bed, watching the liquid on the infusion bottle dripping down bit by bit.

"Are you awake?" Su Xiaoxiao asked softly. After getting along with her yesterday, her tone was no longer so disgusting.

"Just woke up, fell asleep after drinking some porridge." Li Qingyan also replied in a low voice.

Time passed bit by bit...
Feng Heng woke up at some point, with a stern expression, and said something to the phone.

After a long time, after hanging up the phone, he put the phone aside casually, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, and looked at the busy traffic outside the window.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, the sound was very small, and it could be heard that people were carefully controlling not to disturb the people inside.