President Li's ex-wife

"Try the function... That's good, I don't worry if you're fine."

Li Yuhan actually felt relieved a lot after hearing Shen Zhiwei's voice, and said in a relaxed tone, "Oh, by the way, grandpa will have an operation tomorrow, do you still have to go to the hospital today?"

"I must go. I have postponed all the meetings today and the work for the next three days. After a while, I will go directly to the hospital after I finish my work here."

Shen Zhiwei will never forget such an important matter, and then said: "Come to the hospital directly after you finish your work, and we will meet at Grandpa's."

"it is good."

Shen Zhiwei concealed everything that happened just now.

This is not only about her mother and children, but also about her life experience.

She is Shen Wei now, so she shouldn't interfere in all this, so she must not tell Li Yuhan.

……

The next day.

Today is the time to perform the operation on Mr. Li. Since last night, Shen Zhiwei has been checking all the things needed for the operation over and over again, not only the equipment in the operation, but more concerned about the old man's physical indicators.

After all, this is a very dangerous operation with high demands on the surgeon. If the old man's physical indicators are not within a good range, Shen Zhiwei would not dare to perform this operation on him lightly.

After all, the old man was old, and Shen Zhiwei did not dare to relax in the slightest.

In the morning, Shen Zhiwei brought the nurse on duty and Alen to Mr. Li's ward.

"Grandpa, how was your rest yesterday?"

Shen Zhiwei looked at Mr. Li with a smile, and recorded his blood oxygen, ECG and other indexes one by one: "Do you feel good these two days?"

"Haha, of course it's not bad. I think I can be discharged from the hospital without surgery."

Old Man Li even joked with a smile, with a fearless look: "Wei Wei, don't worry about grandpa, just do it boldly, grandpa won't die yet."

"Grandpa, you are in a good mood."

Alen also smiled and said: "If everyone can have such a good attitude like you, our cure rate will be greatly improved."

However, Mr. Li shook his head with a smile, and said to Alen earnestly: "It's not because of a good mentality, but because the old man has lived to this age, so I naturally look away from these things. I also know that this operation is just for the sake of Just let me live a few more years."

Shen Zhiwei also finished the preoperative examination, and then said to Mr. Li, "Grandpa, then we are going to enter the operating room. You don't have to worry about anything in a while, just lie down with peace of mind."

"Let's go."

Seeing that the inspection was almost over, Li Yuhan stepped forward to give his hand and pushed Grandpa into the elevator.

Although Shen Zhiwei was not too worried that Grandpa's body would fail, the brows of a large number of relatives in the Li family were full of worry, especially Li Qingqing.

Seeing grandpa being pushed into the operating room, Li Qingqing's suppressed emotions could no longer be stretched, and he turned around and cried on Li Yuhan's shoulder: "Woo, brother, grandpa will be fine, right? That Shen Wei should be all right." Do you want to save Grandpa?"

In fact, Li Qingqing's knot in Shen Wei's heart has never been completely untied, and when this kind of emotional vulnerability is reached, everything will be exposed.

Li Yuhan patted Li Qingqing's back lightly, looked firmly at the closed door of the operating room and said, "I believe her, Grandpa will be fine."

In the operating room, Mr. Li's anesthesia had already taken effect, and he fell asleep on the operating table.

Shen Zhiwei bowed her head to do the final examination for her grandfather, and Alen cooperated so naturally that even the equipment nurses were a little bit overwhelmed.

"I'm fine here, how about you?"

Shen Zhiwei turned her head to look at Li Yuhan, her eyes exposed under the protective glasses were full of calmness and stability.

Alen nodded, turned around and said to everyone in the operating room: "Ready to start the operation!"

……

six hours later.

Shen Zhiwei asked the nurse behind her to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and skillfully sewed the last stitch: "Okay, it's done."

Alen's admiring gaze never moved away from Shen Zhiwei's body. After watching her operation, he smiled and said, "You are still the same as when I first met, and you have never changed."

"That's because you never really knew me."

After Shen Zhiwei softly said such an intriguing sentence, she turned around and left the operating room.

As soon as the Li family saw Shen Zhiwei coming out, they hurried up to meet her.

"How about it?"

In fact, Li Yuhan had already seen Shen Zhiwei's calm and unhurried approach, and probably guessed that the operation was very successful.

"The operation has just ended and it was a success. Grandpa just needs to rest for a while before he can be discharged from the hospital."

Shen Zhiwei said with a smile, then turned her head and nodded to Li Qingqing who still had tears in the corner of her eyes: "As I said, Grandpa will be safe and sound."

Li Qingqing was embarrassed to show her emotions in front of so many people, so she could only lower her head and thank you in a low voice: "Thank you..."

"Thank you, thank you!"

The anxiety of the rest of the relatives was finally relieved, and the voice of thanks directly overwhelmed Li Qingqing's words.

The old man was sent back to the ward, and Shen Zhiwei and Alen came to the office to sort out the records during the operation and the follow-up matters that need attention.

When Shen Zhiwei was typing with her head down, Alen suddenly asked, "By the way, Yue'er... how is she these two days?"

Alen wasn't sure if Lin Yue'er told Shen Zhiwei what happened that day, so he just asked tentatively: "When she came for the review that day, I always felt a little uninterested, and I don't know if it's..."

"All right."

Shen Zhiwei directly interrupted Alen's lie: "Yue'er told me everything, so don't make it up here."

"Well... is she better then?"

Seeing that Shen Zhiwei knew everything, Alen stopped making insinuations, and asked directly, "I know she must be sad."

"Actually, I think you should face your feelings well."

Shen Zhiwei paused, put down the case in his hand, looked at Alen seriously and said, "You used to think you liked me, but you didn't. You just had a lot of contact with me. This can only be regarded as appreciation at best. , not really liking."

Alen was taken aback by Shen Zhiwei's words, and looked at her blankly, before uttering a sentence: "Then... what is real liking?"