"It's done. The brain tumor has been removed. You shouldn't have dizziness and headaches anymore."

Yan Ruoli comforted him: "You have a good rest and relax. When the wound on your head heals, you will be completely fine."

Chu Shaoyun's handsome face finally showed a smile.

Even though he was laughing and joking all day long and didn't seem to care when it came to the surgery, he was actually worried to death.

He was the one who was going to have the surgery, not someone else. How could he not be afraid or worried?

Well now, it's all over.

"Sister, thank you."

"Why are you being polite to me? Just lie down and rest, don't get up, and just tell us if you need anything."

"it is good."

Yan Ruoli observed in the operating room for a while and felt that Chu Shaoyun should be fine and could go out, so she unplugged the instruments connected to him and sent him back to his own room.

She took off the gauze covering Chu Shaoyun's eyes and said, "You can look at your eyes as you like, but you still have to lie down and don't get up."

Chu Shaoyun said with a sad face: "It feels so uncomfortable to lie down and not be able to move."

"There's nothing I can do about it. I won't be able to get up for another two hours."

Yan Ruoli walked to the bedroom door and opened it.

Master Chu and Mrs. Chu were putting their ears to the door, paying attention to what was going on inside.

When Yan Ruoli opened the door unexpectedly, they almost lost their balance and fell in.

The two of them hurriedly held on to the door frame to steady themselves, their faces filled with embarrassment.

Mrs. Chu ignored the embarrassment and asked hurriedly: "How is it? Young Madam, is Shaoyun okay?"

"The operation has been completed," Yan Ruoli said, "Shaoyun is in good condition now. You can come in and see him."

She turned aside to open the door and let Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu in.

However, she only let these two in, and shut the rest out.

Too many people are not conducive to patients' recovery.

When the two of them saw Chu Shaoyun lying on the bed with a hood on his head, looking very weak, they were so distressed that they almost shed tears.

However, this was also an expected situation, and they were naturally very grateful to Yan Ruoli.

"Shaoyun, are you okay?" Mrs. Chu asked.

Chu Shaoyun heard his mother's voice, turned his head, saw them, and smiled at them.

"I'm fine, just rest for a while."

Master Chu and Mrs. Chu finally felt relieved when they saw that he was conscious and speaking well.

Yan Ruoli took a porcelain plate, handed it to them and said, "This is the tumor in Shaoyun's brain. It has been removed."

When Mrs. Chu first saw the bloody thing on the plate, she was so frightened that she almost screamed. Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time and did not scream out.

She was afraid of scaring Chu Shaoyun.

Mr. Chu also took a breath, suppressed the discomfort, and said, "Thank you, Madam."

Their legs were a little weak, so they quickly sat down on the chairs in front of the hospital bed.

Chu Shaoyun had never seen it before, so he was full of curiosity and said: "Show me."

"Don't look at it," Mrs. Chu quickly stopped him, "Let's wait until you recover."

"Can that thing be cured after illness? Sister, show it to me. I'm fine. Is it a piece of meat?"

"No."

Seeing that Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu had no objection, Yan Ruoli brought the small porcelain plate to Chu Shaoyun and showed it to him.

When Chu Shaoyun saw a ball of blood in the dish, he frowned in disgust, but he showed no fear.

"Not bad, quite courageous." Ye Weiyun praised.

When Mr. Chu and Mrs. Chu heard his praise, they suddenly felt proud in their hearts.

To be praised for his bravery by the Ye family, who have outstanding military exploits, his son is really brave.

In the next few days, Yan Ruoli and Ye Weiyun lived in Ningcui Xiaozhu so that they could observe Chu Shaoyun's condition at any time.

Cheng Zhilan would bring Ye Feiran and Gao Liu'er to visit every day, and often brought him some cakes made by herself.

Cheng Zhilan is not good at cooking, but out of interest, she learned to make several exquisite pastries, which looked and tasted very good.

On this day, Yan Ruoli changed Chu Shaoyun's dressing and told him: "This should be the last dressing change, the wound has healed."

"So fast? That's great." Chu Shaoyun was very happy.

Yan Ruoli said: "You are young, so you naturally heal quickly."

Seeing his eyes always looking out the door, she felt strange and couldn't help asking: "Are you waiting for someone?"

Chu Shaoyun blushed slightly and said, "The lotus cakes made by Aunt Cheng are delicious. She said she would make some for me and bring them over today."

Yan Ruoli is so funny, it turns out she is greedy.

"The lotus cake is too greasy, so you can't eat too much. You can only eat one at most."

"Oh." Chu Shaoyun replied.

Yan Ruoli didn't know if it was her imagination, but she always felt that he was a little absent-minded.

After lunch, Yan Ruoli saw that the weather was fine, so she took Ye Weiyun for a walk in the back garden.

The scenery of Ningcui Xiaozhu is very good and it is worth visiting more.

Chu Shaoyun's illness is almost healed, and such idle days will be far away from them.

Next, they have to think carefully about how to take the next step.

The two were walking when they suddenly heard the sound of reading, the voice was clear and the tone was gentle.

If you listen carefully, it turns out that you are not reading, but telling stories, or in other words, reading stories to the book.

"A long time ago, one year in the twelfth lunar month, a rich man named Zhang went to the Buddhist hall in the wing to offer incense..."

"Gao Liu'er? Who is she telling a story to?"

Yan Ruoli was a little curious and pulled Ye Weiyun over there.

These days are always busy. Ever since she took Gao Liu'er in, she hasn't paid much attention to her.

Gao Liu'er and Ye Feiran had a good time, and Cheng Zhilan took care of her, so she felt relieved.

After turning a corner, they saw Chu Shaoyun and Gao Liu'er sitting at a table in a small pavilion under the shade of flowers in front of them.

The table was filled with fruit cakes and tea was made.

Gao Liuer was holding a book and reading stories from the book.

Chu Shaoyun rested his chin on one hand and listened to her reading attentively.

The story was very short, and Gao Liuer finished reading it quickly and put down the book.

Chu Shaoyun poured a cup of tea, handed it to her, and said with a smile: "This story is really nice, thank you Sister Liu'er. Are you thirsty? Have a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

Gao Liuer took a sip from the tea cup and asked with concern: "Third Young Master, is your headache better now?"

"It's much better. After listening to your story, I forgot about my headache. Well, it seems to hurt a little now, but it doesn't matter, it's not very painful." Chu Shaoyun said.

Gao Liuer picked up the book and said, "Then, let me read you another story."

"Okay, thank you Liu'er."

Chu Shaoyun happily adjusted his sitting position and prepared to listen to the story.

Yan Ruoli suddenly woke up. Chu Shaoyun kept looking outside today. I'm afraid it wasn't Lotus Crisp he was waiting for, but the person telling him stories, right?

Are all the children of today so precocious?

By the way, where is Ye Feiran?Aren't she and Gao Liu'er always inseparable?

Yan Ruoli looked into the distance and was speechless when she saw Ye Feiran.

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