A wealthy old man's happy husband's wife

On the day of Fu Weize's operation, Fu Xiu received a call from Fu Hengyu.

Knowing that Fu Hengyu had been to the old house since that day, Fu Xiu has been waiting for Fu Weize to take the initiative to contact him.

Looking at the mobile phone Cheng Bo gave him, Fu Xiu reached out to take it: "Say something quickly."

"Dad, Wei Ze should be undergoing surgery..."

"What do you want to say?" Hearing Fu Hengyu mention this, Fu Xiu's attitude became even colder, but because he was in the hospital, he had to lower his voice.

Fu Hengyu smiled: "Dad, actually I sometimes wonder if you are my real father, but I think you should have done a DNA test when my mother gave birth to me, but I would rather you were not my real father, so I can still convince myself that I have no other purpose in calling, just to ask Wei Ze if he is undergoing surgery, he is awake, what else can I think about, don't worry, I won't do anything."

"You'd better not do anything!" Fu Xiu was not moved by Fu Hengyu's specious and sensational words, he cut off the call coldly, and threw the phone to Cheng Bo, "Don't answer the call again."

Cheng Bo responded and put the phone away.

……

Fu Weize was lying on the operating table, with the oxygen mask covering most of his face. Rong Xiao sat in front of him, holding Fu Weize's hand with both hands, with a nervous expression. To ensure the success rate of the operation, he had to stay awake during the process.

It may be due to the low temperature in the operating room, Rong Xiao's hand was very cold, Fu Weize grabbed his hand and held it gently.

Sensing Fu Weize's movements, Rong Xiao looked at him worriedly. He still remembered what the doctor said before the operation that the anesthetic might lose its effect at any time during the operation.

Therefore, before the operation, Fu Weize's body was firmly fixed on the operating table.

Fu Weize blinked at Rong Xiao, as if to comfort him not to be afraid.

Rong Xiao suddenly felt a little sore in his heart. He felt that Fu Weize should not be afraid of him now. The anesthetic failed during the operation. Is there anything more terrifying than this?

But he didn't seem to be worried at all, and he could spare his energy to comfort him.

The entire operating room was filled with the sounds of various instruments being operated, occasionally mixed with a few words of communication between doctors.

Rong Xiao looked at the doctor during the operation from time to time. He didn't know how long it would take before the anesthetic would fail. If he waited for the anesthetic to fail, what should he do to reduce Fu Weize's pain?

"time?"

The doctor in charge of the operation suddenly spoke, and Rong Xiao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously clenched Fu Weize's hand, as if he could transmit the strength to him in this way.

"Two hours and 38 minutes."

Has it been more than two hours?

What does the doctor mean by asking that?

Did the anesthetic fail?

Rong Xiao was so nervous that sweat broke out on his forehead, but he couldn't ask right now.

All I could do was wait helplessly and restlessly.

She glanced at Fu Weize from time to time to observe his reaction.

Rong Xiao's nervousness was visible to the naked eye. Fu Weize thought that the child should be terrified, and the soft place in his heart was numb as if brushed by a feather.

Fu Xiu, who was sitting outside the operating room, raised his hand and looked at the time. As time passed, the anxiety became more and more intense.

According to the doctor's calculation before going in, the anesthetic should expire in two hours, and there is still an hour and a half before the estimated completion time of the operation, that is to say, Fu Weize has to endure for an hour after the anesthetic expires.

It's hard to imagine, what kind of pain to endure for so long?

Seeing that Fu Xiu kept wiping his sweat, Cheng Bo asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

Fu Xiu turned his head to look at him, with red eyes: "Why do you think he is so... Hey, I really can't think about it."

Cheng Bo knew what Fu Xiu was going to say. Fu Weize lost his parents at the age of three and was brought up by Mr. Fu. In order to train him, Fu Xiu was very strict with him. When he took over the Fu family, Mr. Fu ignored him. Relying on himself to break through, it turns out that Fu Weize did inherit the skills of the Fu family and doubled the size of the Fu family within ten years. He didn't say soft words to anyone, but as a bystander, he could see clearly.

"Sir and master will be fine."

"I know, I just love him dearly, and hope that after this time, he will be smoother in the future." As long as he can do well, he really doesn't ask for anything.

The lights in the operating room dimmed at this moment.

Fu Xiu hurriedly stood up, Cheng Bo quickly reached out to help him: "Sir, slow down."

The closed door of the operating room slowly opened to both sides. The doctor came out, took off his mask, and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu's operation was successful, Mr. Fu is very powerful."

"He, he..." Fu Xiu grabbed Cheng Bo's arm, and when he heard the doctor's words, he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Don't get excited, old man. He has already gone to the intensive care unit from the passage. You can go there to see him."

"well."

……

Standing in front of Fu Weize, Rong Xiao watched the doctors and nurses busy installing various instruments on Fu Weize.

"The patient can't drink water now. If you want to do it, dip a cotton swab in some water and moisten his lower lip." The nurse finished the instrument and told Rong Xiao who was standing by, "I'll come here every three to 10 minutes. If there's any problem in the middle, You can come to me anytime, I'm right outside."

"Okay, I see, thank you." Rong Xiao nodded quickly when he heard the words, and seeing his respectful attitude, the nurse wearing a mask smiled and shook her head: "No need to do this, this is what I should do."

After the nurse went out, she couldn't help but said to her companions outside: "It's a pity that you didn't go in. The little pair inside looks soft, and the voice is sweet and sticky."

"They're both the same, if you don't talk like that, how can you seduce a man!"

"You can't say it like that." I didn't expect that my words would provoke the nurse who made such comments, and couldn't help but roll her eyes. It's so old, and my thoughts are still so old.

Even with eyes, he is still blind.

Rong Xiao didn't know what was going on outside. Right now, he was helping Fu Weize moisten his lips with a cotton swab dipped in water: "Does it really not hurt?"

Fu Weize looked at him with a hoarse voice: "Do you miss me that much?"

"No, I didn't mean that." After finishing speaking, I saw the smile in Fu Weize's eyes, and realized that the man was still in the mood to make fun of him. It should be that it really doesn't hurt, "Didn't the doctor say that the anesthesia would fail halfway, but I see you looks like..."

"The smell on you."

"The smell on my body, you mean it has something to do with the smell on my body?"

When Rong Xiao heard this, his eyes opened wide, full of shock and disbelief, is this too unreal?

But he can wear books, and there is nothing that can't happen. Even if Fu Weize told him that he is actually Tarzan the ape, Rong Xiao thinks it is very possible.

"The surgical site has always had a hot current, which is very comfortable." Fu Weize didn't say anything about the numbness and itchiness of the skin growth, "I'm not sure, whether it's related to you, you can verify it."

"How to verify?"

"You can go out and try."

"You mean we'll try it separately?"

Fu Weize nodded, Rong Xiao quickly shook his head: "I still don't want it, what if something happens to you when I go out, if you want to try, wait until you recover."

"Try what?" Fu Xiu couldn't help asking just when he heard Rong Xiao's words when he came in wearing an isolation suit.

"Grandpa, you're here." Rong Xiao looked over and called out with a smile.

Fu Xiu nodded towards him: "Thank you for your hard work, Rong Xiao."

"It's not hard." Rong Xiao moved the chair over and told Fu Xiu to sit down.

He leaned in front of Fu Weize.Fu Xiu looked at Fu Weize seriously: "How do you feel, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

Fu Xiu sighed, his eyes were a little hot, and he couldn't control his emotions faintly, but he didn't want to show it in front of Fu Weize: "That's good, you can rest first, I won't bother you anymore, if you have something to do, let Rong Xiao find it." I."

"Wait, Rong Xiao, you go out first."

"what?"