Tian Zhiyong was even more anxious at this time and kept walking around.

Fifty minutes later, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

Shang Che was pushed out, and Tian Zhiyong stepped forward quickly: "How's it going?"

The blond doctor took off his mask: "Don't worry, Shang's operation was successful. Because the situation was more complicated than expected, the operation took a long time.

He will need to rest for a period of time before he wakes up after being anesthetized. I will let my assistant doctor tell you what you need to pay attention to later. "

After listening to the doctor's words, Tian Zhiyong's hanging heart finally fell.

Just now, when the operation was not completed at the expected time, his heart was in his throat.

Seeing the nurses pushing Shang Che to the ward, Tian Zhiyong quickly called the Shang family.

"Mr. Shang, Shang Che has come out. The doctor said the operation was successful. The anesthesia has not worn off yet and he has not woken up yet. Don't worry, I will take a good look at him." Tian Zhiyong called Shang Yan immediately.

Then I told the news in the WeChat group to other team members who were also waiting for the results.

When Shang Yan heard the news from Tian Zhiyong, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work, Coach Tian."

Shang Yan put down his phone with a relaxed smile on his face: "The operation was successful."

Shang Heng's hand that had been tapping the armrest finally stopped and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Shang Ningyue was even more delighted: "That's great!"

The three people looked at each other, and in each other's eyes they could see the joy of surviving a disaster.

Looking at the time again, it was already early morning.

Everyone had been waiting anxiously for the results, and no one noticed that it was already so late.

Shang Yan asked his sister to go to bed quickly. After hearing the good results, Shang Ningyue went back to her room with peace of mind and got ready to sleep.

After everyone left, Shang Yan saw the message from Fu Ximing.

His long fingers tapped on the keyboard: "I didn't pay attention to the message just now. Shang Che came out and the operation was successful."

Fu XiNaruto is still in the office. This is his normal state. There is no difference between home and office to him.

Hearing the sound of his cell phone ringing, he opened his eyes and saw the message from Shang Yan, and a smile appeared on his face.

Fu Ximing: That’s good.

Shang Yan: Thank you this time.

Fu Ximing: You're welcome. Just give me a share of the Chengxi project.

Seeing Fu Ximing's reply, Shang Yan laughed. He really knew how to take advantage of others.

Both he and Fu Ximing wanted the Chengxi project, but he won it in the end. Was he unwilling to give in?

Shang Yan raised his eyebrows: Happy cooperation.

In fact, after Shang Yan got the project, he found that he couldn't afford it himself. He originally planned to talk to Fu Ximing to see if they could win together.

Unexpectedly, Fu Ximing proposed it first. In this case, if the two of them join forces, the project will be more controllable.

Shang Che woke up at one o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Tian Zhiyong had been keeping watch in the ward. Shang Che opened his eyes and saw Tian Zhiyong sitting next to him.

"Brother Tian."

Tian Zhiyong looked up and found that Shang Che had woken up: "You finally woke up."

He quickly raised his hand and pressed the call bell on the bedside.

The doctor said that when the patient wakes up, he should call them over for examination first.

Tian Zhiyong's eyes were filled with excitement: "Shang Che, the operation was successful. Your future e-sports journey will be very long, yes, very long."

Tian Zhiyong spent two "very long days", and no one knew his joy. In this foreign hospital, he anxiously stood outside the operating room.

I heard the news that the operation was successful.

While waiting for Shang Che to wake up, he thought a lot. From now on, there will be no more time bombs on Shang Che's path.

Tian Zhiyong's joy is for Shang Che and for his former self. Once he fell and never got up again.

But Shang Che can.

The doctors came quickly. Shang Che was a valuable patient, and Fu Ximing spent manpower and material resources to find a doctor for him, so the doctors also paid high attention to Shang Che.

"Shang, how do you feel now? Is the pain severe?"

Shang Che felt his hands were a little numb, probably because the medicine had lost its effectiveness.

He shook his head: "No."

Then the doctor asked some more questions and confirmed that Shang Che's physical parameters were now stable.

He smiled and said, "Shang, the operation was successful, and the postoperative reaction seems to be stable so far. Don't worry."

"Thank you doctor."

Shang Che watched the doctor leave the ward in confusion, and suddenly felt in a trance. Was it successful like this?

When he woke up in his last life, his hands were still numb due to the anesthesia, but one day later, he discovered that there was something wrong with his hands.

It was then that I realized that the operation had failed——

That moment was like a bolt from the blue. Later he returned to the game and everything was different.

When he held the mouse, his hands couldn't help shaking. In the first game after the operation, they lost miserably.

Some people commented that Shang Che's operation was eye-catching, and even novice players could not compare with it.

That was Shang Che, who was once proud and extremely talented.

Later, Shang Che discovered that his hands were really bad - no e-sports player's hands would shake as soon as he touched the mouse.

Now, when I woke up, the doctor said that the operation was successful, and it felt like a lifetime ago.

Tian Zhiyong looked at him without speaking and was a little worried: "Why do you look like this? Be happy that the operation was successful."

Shang Che's eyes fell on Tian Zhiyong: "Is it really successful?"

Tian Zhiyong was startled, how could he lie to him about such a thing: "Really!"

Patting his head, he suddenly remembered that Shang Che had forgotten to call Mr. Shang to tell him when he woke up: "Your eldest brother said that as soon as you wake up, he asked me to call him. Then I will call him, and you brothers can talk?"

Shang Che nodded.

In the early morning hours, Shang Yan was still working in the study.

The phone suddenly rang.

Shang Che looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Tian Zhiyong.

"Hey--"

On the other end was Shang Che, who had just woken up after the operation: "Brother."

"Awake? How do you feel?"

"Very good, where is Yueyue?"

"There is a jet lag. It's early morning at home now, and Ningyue is asleep."

"Then I'll call you when it gets dark. I'm fine. Don't worry, hang up."

Shang Yan was stunned, what a brat!

But hearing his voice, Shang Yan finally felt a lot more at ease.

Shang Che's surgery was indeed successful, and his postoperative rehabilitation went very smoothly. He spent a month recovering there.

The doctor said that he could return to China to recuperate. Shang Che originally wanted to go back to China, so he decided to go back.

The day I returned home happened to be Saturday.

Shang Ningyue went to the airport to pick someone up with her family's driver, preparing to surprise Shang Che.

When she arrived at the airport, she stood at the exit waiting for someone. Passengers coming and going could not help but be attracted by this good-looking girl.

A young boy who had just landed came up hesitantly, dragging his luggage and asked Shang Ningyue if he could add her WeChat account.

Before Shang Ningyue could react, Shang Che was suddenly killed and grabbed the boy's collar: "Boy, what do you want to do to my sister -"

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