Return after rebirth: The devil who helps his brother becomes the devil who kills his brother

In the evening, Yang Xuenai stayed in the nanny's room on the first floor, while Yang Cheng and his wife stayed in the guest room on the second floor.

Lying on the soft big bed, Yang Xuema was filled with emotions. This girl Pan is really capable. She bought such a big house at such a young age. When Yang Xue takes the college entrance examination, let her apply to a school in Beijing and join Pan Yatou to have someone to rely on.

Yang Cheng, who was lying next to him, was sleeping soundly. All the things he had been worried about for a long time had been solved. The only thing left was his mother's illness. He didn't need to solve this problem, just leave it to the doctor.

He has done everything he can, and the rest is destiny. Yang Cheng rarely slept a full sleep tonight.

The weather was very good the next day, and several people got into the commercial vehicle driven by Yan Bin and went to the hospital.

Yan Bin has tried his best to coax Song Pan'er in the past few days, but with little success. Today I still haven’t gotten a proper look. He didn't dare to say anything in the car. His identity today was the hired car driver, Stranger A.

Along the way, he peeked at Song Pan'er from the rearview mirror from time to time, looking for a chance to make eye contact. Unfortunately, Song Pan'er didn't even take a look at him until she arrived at her destination. After throwing him two hundred yuan, Song Pan'er snorted, closed the car door and left.

Yan Bin held his head and howled, "The tigress is really untouchable at all, she is vindictive and ferocious."

Grandma Yang Xue's attending doctor was Song Pan'er, who was an authority in neurosurgery through Wan Fang's connections.

The King of Hell tells you to die at the third watch, but Xiehe can drag you until the fifth watch. After detailed consultation, it was found that Xiehe doctors lived up to their reputation and could perform this operation, with an 80% recovery rate.

Several people were overjoyed. With the almost despair in front of them, this 80% cure rate was enough for everyone to be happy.

Although the cost of the operation has increased a lot, Yang Cheng is not too worried because Song Pan'er is there to support him. In the future, I will make more money by selling more pork and repay the money well.

I was admitted to the hospital on the same day, did some pre-operative examination preparations, and performed the surgery two days later.

After helping them settle down, Song Paner left with peace of mind.

There are four beds in the ward, all of which are occupied.

During the conversation among the patients, they were all surprised when they learned that Yang Xuenai had seen the doctor on the same day and was admitted to the ward on the same day.

"Why are you so quick? Are you looking for someone?"

"Oh, how awesome is your family? I waited in line for a month just to register, and I waited for more than two months to wait for the ward."

The woman on the third bed glanced back and forth at the three members of the Yang family. No matter how she looked at them, she didn't think they seemed to be well-connected people.

Yang Cheng and his wife looked at each other and made a tacit agreement not to reveal more about their family's situation. They vaguely said that their lives were good, and the doctor might pity them because they were so far away.

"Yes, it's not easy to come from such a far away countryside..."

Only then did the woman feel a little more balanced.

But when the doctor made rounds the next day, the woman felt unbalanced again when she saw that the Yang family's attending doctor was the expert she had made an appointment with for a month but had not been able to make an appointment.

Especially since this great expert was so gentle and patient with them, she was so angry that she wanted to drive this family of three away, so she accepted the bed number for treatment.

Over at the Summer Palace, Mrs. Qian got up early in the morning to make chicken soup, preparing to send Yang Xuenai to the hospital to replenish her nutrition.

Song Pan'er walked out of the yard carrying chicken soup and rice, as well as her milk.

Yan Bin drove his business car to pick up people as usual. The two reconciled yesterday. Seeing that he was still considerate and had waited for her in the hospital for a whole day, Song Paner forgave him magnanimously.

Mrs. Qian was very satisfied when she saw the big boy helping her into the car and then running to help her out of the car. He spoke appropriately and behaved impeccably.

But satisfaction was enough. After getting out of the car and walking on the way to the ward, Granny Qian still gave Song Pan'er a lesson.

"You and Yan Bin are in a relationship. I don't object to it, but you have to promise me one thing."

Song Pan'er raised her eyebrows curiously, "What?"

"You can't live with him until you get married, do you hear me?" Mrs. Qian's voice was very serious.

Song Pan'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was thinking too much. How could a rational and conservative person like her live with a woman before marriage? However, she didn't explain much and nodded honestly to save herself the trouble.

Yang Xuenai's surgery is scheduled for eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and she will start fasting tonight.

Maybe she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat tomorrow's meal, so Yang Xuenai ate a lot this time. Not only did he drink a bucket of chicken soup, but he also ate most of the rice they brought.

After eating, I started crying quietly.

How could Yang Xuenai not cry? A rural woman who had never experienced any major events in her life was suddenly going to have a knife on her head. How could she not be afraid?

"Sister, the doctors have said it can be cured, so it's definitely possible. You don't have to be afraid."

Seeing that Mrs. Qian was sad, she also shed tears and softly persuaded her.

"Me! I don't want to be treated anymore, because I'm afraid I will lose both my life and money!" Yang Xuenai cried and shook her head, which made people feel sad.

"No, it will definitely be cured. When you are discharged from the hospital, we sisters will go to climb the Great Wall, go to Tiananmen Square to watch the flag raising, and then go to the ancient emperor's home to see the Forbidden City and the Summer Palace, they are all very close."

She couldn't persuade her about this, so it wasn't something she could stop being afraid of with a few words of comfort from others. Mrs. Qian could only try her best to distract Yang Xuenai.

"Okay, if I can cure it, we will go. If I can't cure it..."

No matter how scared Yang Xuenai was, what was supposed to come would still come. The next day she was pushed into the operating room on time.

Yang Cheng let go of his mother's hand and watched her panicked figure disappear behind the operating room door. I rubbed my face vigorously twice, my mind was buzzing and I didn't know what to do next.

"Uncle Cheng, it will take several hours. Come and sit here for a while." Song Pan'er pulled him to an empty seat and sat down.

Staying in bed is a tiring job. In just two days, Yang Cheng and his wife were already very haggard.

"Hope girl, you, Big Nai Yang, are you okay?"

Yang Cheng seemed to have regarded Song Pan'er as his backbone and asked her a childish question.

"It must be fine. The doctors here are the top authorities in the country. What they say is 80%, which is 100%. Don't worry, just wait for three hours and my big breasts will come out."

Looking at Yang Cheng who was covered in sweat and his eyes were dull, Song Paner gave an affirmative answer without hesitation, just to make this loyal man feel better during the three hours of surgery.

There was a little sparkle in Yang Cheng's eyes. Song Pan'er was capable and knowledgeable. Yang Cheng believed what she said.