They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

All preparations before the operation have been quite sufficient.

So there is nothing to think about, and if even this degree of human effort is not enough to dispel the clouds, then everything can only be blamed on fate.

...that being said.

Even so, Dean Xun came to the hospital early in the morning and arrived outside the operating room ahead of time.

Xun Zhen personally signed the operation notice, and was very interested in the word "Ming Chi" on it. After asking about the situation, he jokingly called Captain Ming, and unceremoniously wanted to book a few tickets for popular vacation routes .

The new captain of the Ming family was lying in the preparation room, most of his face was covered by an oxygen mask, and his consciousness was somewhat blurred.Her ears were still red little by little, and she bent her eyes and smiled softly at him.

……

Doctors and nurses have experienced too many operations, and the process is advancing in an orderly manner.

It took only half an hour from sending the patient into the operation preparation room to turning on the red light "in operation".

Xun Zhen paced back and forth in the corridor outside the operating room. When he reached the tenth circle, he was finally stopped by Ming Lu: "President Xun."

Xun Zhen immediately stopped in his tracks: "I'm sorry..." He was relieved after finishing speaking, and smiled helplessly, "I was too nervous."

Ming Lu naturally understood, and said kindly: "Please rest assured, no matter what the result of the operation is, the Xun family will not be implicated."

Xun Zhen nodded dumbly: "I know."

If it is said that Mrs. Luo was dealt with according to Ming Weiting's order at the beginning, it was indeed because of the Xun family's sake, but what Xun Zhen did later was not necessarily for these reasons.

The director of a hospital hopes that a surgery will be successful, and a well-organized medical team is facing a not-so-difficult operation, just like facing a final exam.

After so long preparations, so many discussions and researches, no one wants to fall short... besides.

"Besides." Xun Zhen said, "Personally, I also want him to get better. I have been his doctor for so long, and when he recovers, I may have the opportunity to be his friend."

Ming Lu smiled: "You are always welcome."

"When the young master recovers from his illness, my husband wants to invite him to go out to sea for a while." Ming Lu said, "Principal Xun has grabbed a ticket, so come and visit us anytime."

Xun Zhen knew that he had to grab the ticket by himself, so he smiled and nodded: "Sure...that's right, Manager Ming."

"He asked me to give this to you, please keep it for him."

Xun Zhen took out a letter and handed it to Ming Lu: "If everything goes well, please keep it for him."

Ming Lu nodded and took the letter: "For Mr.?"

"No, the one he said to Mr. has been hidden in the computer." Xun Zhen shook his head, "He made a small program, and he has to score 1000 million points in "Subway Surfers" to unlock it."

Xun Zhen was checking Luo Chi's body at that time, and after receiving this somewhat special entrustment from the other party, he couldn't help but ask, what would happen if Mr. Ming hired a proxy.

……

Mr. Luo, who was strategizing, seemed to be very hit.The doctor brought by Xun Zhen has finished all the examinations, and Luo Chi is still sitting on the bed ponderingly, thinking whether to add a camera component to cooperate with face recognition.

It's just that the time is still too short after all.

At that time, there was only one day left before the operation, and Luo Chi really didn't have time to get suitable components, and it was really too late to revise the program again.

After all, the time is too short, Luo Chi has tried every means to seize the time, and finally sprinted all the way here, and handed over to them the one who is most suitable for treatment.

So Xun Zhen thought, maybe this is why he wanted to heal people so much no matter what.

"So he also wants to entrust you...to supervise." Xun Zhen never dreamed that one day this word would come out of his own mouth, and it would be connected with the three words "Mr. Ming".

He was entrusted to deliver a message for others, half nervous and half addicted to his mouth: "Mr. Supervisor Ming... must do this in person."

Ming Lu said dumbly: "No need."

Xun Zhen froze for a moment: "What?"

"No need to supervise." Ming Lu's expression was very gentle, "Why don't you do it yourself, sir."

Xun Zhen was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the bench in the corridor.

He saw a figure sitting there.It seemed that from the moment the door of the operating room closed, the figure had been sitting there.

……

After recovering, Xun Zhen realized that Ming Lu had put away the letter.

Ming Lu was asking him: "Who is the letter for?"

"To the people outside, he said he hadn't thought of this before."

Xun Zhen said: "But there is no rush. As long as everything goes well, there is no need for this."

Luo Chi decided to prepare all these during the final preoperative preparation and examination yesterday.He has been wondering whether it is necessary these days, but before the operation, he decided to be safe and dictated this letter.

He had a chat with Mr. Shadow one evening, so hurry up now and take care of other things.

The night before a major operation, it is almost inevitable that patients and their families will experience anxiety and tension.

Xun Zhen brought someone to Luo Chi for an examination, and also specially brought a psychological counselor who specializes in pre-operative counseling. As a result, the counselor's greatest contribution was to help write this letter on paper.

"If I can't wake up." Luo Chi sat on the examination table, "Just a few years later, please work hard for Uncle Lu to find a suitable time...if they still go to the beach in the middle of the night to wait for the sunrise."

Luo Chi thought carefully: "By that time, their jobs and families should be very stable, and their careers can almost reach the height they want to go... It shouldn't be sad to look at these again."

Luo Chi thought for a while and added: "It's okay to be a little sad. If you still feel sad, let Fang Hang teach his son to call me little uncle."

Xun Zhen was looking at Luo Chi's examination results, and when he heard Luo Chi's dictated message to the counselor, he raised his head and looked over.

Luo Chi sat on the examination table, propped his chin with his arms, hugged his bent right leg, and slowly swayed his left leg down.

He was in a blue and white hospital gown, the size was specially adjusted for ECG monitoring, so it must not fit well.

The slightly wider collar of the hospital gown is open, making this sitting posture look younger, almost like the most normal and ordinary young man.

Luo Chi was thinking about the future work and life of those people, he spoke slowly with longing and anticipation.At the end, he sighed again in a solemn, calm and vicissitudes.

Mr. Luo sighed super calmly and vicissitudes of life, put his chin on his arm, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and muttered: "I really want to be a little uncle."

……

So Xun Zhen thought.

No matter what, we have to find a way to cure this person.

Ming Lu nodded, and wrote down what Luo Chi asked Dean Xun to pass on.

He also knew why Xun Zhen said at this time point - once the operation is over, no matter what the result is, they probably won't be in the mood to deal with these matters at all.

...Besides, this period of time is really too difficult for people inside and outside the operating room.

It's so difficult that people always want to do something to distract attention, actively think about something else, to stop and ignore the steady stream of thoughts that flood into their minds.

Even Ming Lu couldn't sit still, so he came to stop Xun Zhen from saying a few words.

Ming Lu thanked Xun Zhen, he returned to the bench, Ming Weiting was still sitting where he was,

He noticed Ming Lu's footsteps, and raised his head: "Uncle Lu."

"Sir." Ming Lu sat down on the other side of the bench, he found Ming Weiting operating the computer, and tried to ask, "Are you reading the letter from the young master?"

Ming Weiting shook his head: "If he has anything to say, he will tell me in person."

The letters and applets left by Luo Chi are just for that possibility.I hope that in the worst case, he can still have something to do, to pass the time, and not spend all that time thinking about one person.

He is aware of this matter, but he doesn't want to consider this possibility now, because Luo Chi is trying his best to survive desperately.

So he also helped to think together.

"I was thinking just now that this feeling is so bad."

Ming Weiting said, "So he must forget about it."

Ming Lu was stunned for a moment before he realized what Ming Weiting was talking about—the night Mrs. Ren was sent for rescue, Ren Chenbai couldn't bear the blow and passed out, but Luo Chi was awake and waiting.

Luo Chi was sober and waited for the worst outcome.As Mrs. Ren's child, he had to bear this result, to bear the wrath of other people who had lost their loved ones, to bear the loss of everything, and to fall into the abyss where the nightmare could not reach the bottom.

Luo Chi's best dream is to fall asleep on the beach and wake up being hugged by Mrs. Ren.On the day of boarding the boat, Ming Wei Tingdai was also on the beach when he found Luo Chi.

There is no longer Mrs. Ren beside Luo Chi lying on the beach, only the dark cold night that is too thick to melt.

Ming Lu nodded slowly: "It should be forgotten."

If Mrs. Ren knew what happened later, she would definitely try her best to make Luo Chi forget all about it.

"I'm sorting out the experiences of these days."

Ming Weiting retracted the topic, and his eyes fell back to the computer: "When he wakes up and chases stars again, he can use these as a reference."

Ming Lu tentatively made a questioning gesture, and found that the husband didn't mind, so he got up and walked around to the other side to look at it.

Ming Weiting's records also have a very clear personal style.Rationally precise and meticulous, he sorted out all independent events and non-independent events according to the timeline, and even scored each event rigorously.

Anyone with a score below 75 points will be put into the pending column by him, and those who fail will be deleted directly.As for events with a score of 85 or more, they will be specially marked and then classified by color.

Ming Lu couldn't help being curious: "Sir, what's the standard for scoring?"

"How happy he is." Ming Weiting said, he was stuck on the score of Cantonese morning tea for breakfast, "He seems to be happy with whatever he eats."

Ming Lu thought about it carefully, and found that it was indeed the case: "Maybe it's because the young master likes to eat very much."

Because of the illness and the influence of the medicine, it is actually difficult for Luo Chi to eat too much food these days.

Ming Lu asked the kitchen to prepare snacks and snacks at any time, and gave him small meals and frequent meals, and tried to keep his diet as light as possible.Although most of the time it is unavoidable to vomit due to the severe headache, Luo Chi is still eagerly waiting for the meal every day.

Ming Weiting seemed to feel good about this sentence, smiled slightly, and added "like to eat" to the information column of the star chasing notes.

The opinions reached by two people's discussion are always more sufficient than those made by one person behind closed doors.

Ming Weiting then showed other content to Ming Lu and revised it according to his opinion.He spent more than an hour perfecting the notes, then handed the computer to Ming Lu for safekeeping, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and took a rest.

Ming Lu whispered next to him: "Sir, there will be a while before the operation is over."

Ming Weiting nodded.

As long as he is free these days, he will find something to do with star chasing.Now even the documents and passport belonging to the identity of "Ming Chi" have been processed properly.

The Ming family has always been on the high seas.The high seas do not belong to any sovereign territory, and those who join the Ming family will also be stateless. As long as they have a passport, they can go wherever they want.

If they want to live in a certain place in the future, the young master of the Ming family can choose a place they like, and they can change it. Everything can be decided at that time.

He couldn't find anything to do, so he had no choice but to say, "Uncle Lu."

Ming Lu sat down beside him: "Sir, you can chat at this time."

"Chatting will make people feel better." Ming Lu said, "Time won't pass so slowly."

Ming Weiting nodded: "We talked a lot last night."

Last night, although Luo Chi didn't sleep too late, they started chatting very early, when the new moon had just climbed into the dark blue sky.

Luo Chi didn't talk about himself anymore.They talked about life at sea, whether it would be lonely to live on the boat and the island all their lives, and what Mr. Shadow was like when he was a child.

He has never seen a better listener than Luo Chi - being watched intently by those eyes, the light inside keeps changing according to what you are saying, even a person who is not good at words, can't help but want to Talk about more thoughts.

"I told him that my life is very monotonous." When Ming Weiting said this, he suddenly smiled briefly, "He suddenly began to recite 'I caught chickens, and people caught me'."

Ming Lu was a little curious and asked: "What is this?"

"It's a book of fairy tales, and I just said a sentence in it."

Ming Weiting explained: "Then we searched the book online together. He said he wanted me to read it to him, and I knew it was because he really didn't have the energy to chat with me."

So Ming Weiting sat by the bed and read the book.

He rarely reads fairy tales, and he doesn't know how to describe the stories. He doesn't know why there is only one little boy living on a planet, and why this boy wanders around because of a rose.

But the part where the boy meets the fox really appeals to him.This is the passage that Luo Chi suddenly recited, "My life is very monotonous. I catch chickens, and people catch me."

The fox invites the boy to tame it, and they spend their time patiently becoming friends, getting closer and closer every day.

Then the moment the boy leaves, the fox loses his friend and gains the color of the wheat.

Luo Chi had exhausted too much energy in the physical examination and preoperative preparations, his face was almost bloodless, and he was lying on the bed with nasal oxygen, with one hand held by him.

Seeing Luo Chi's chest heaving quietly, he thought Luo Chi had fallen asleep, so he finished the story by himself.

Then he started to read about the first meeting between the fox and the boy, and when "once you tame me", Luo Chi suddenly interrupted him: "Mr. Shadow."

Ming Weiting stopped: "What's wrong?"

"I remembered." Luo Chi said, "I don't like this story very much, we can change it."

"Okay." Ming Weiting closed the page, and entered "bedtime story" in the search bar.The hospital's network is not very good, before the page was loaded, Ming Weiting asked him softly: "Why don't you like it?"

Luo Chi thought for a while: "The personalities don't match."

Luo Chi remembered this story because Aunt Ren had read it to him.But when Aunt Ren read it to him, Luo Chi realized that he had a different idea from the story.

Of course, the story is also true, everyone has their own choices and attitudes, and of course one cannot jump out of the background of the story to judge.The story is a good one, it's just that their characters just don't fit together.

……

He thought that if he met a fox, he would not tame him.

They will not tame each other, but they will be friends, they will be family, they will live together, there will be no moment of separation, and they will not only leave the fox the color of wheat.

He would roll in the wheat field with the fox in his arms.

After Luo Chi finished these words softly, he lay on his palm and opened his eyes: "Mr. Shadow."

Mr. Shadow was beside the bed.

Ming Weiting placed one hand under Luo Chi's head and neck, raised the other hand, and gently touched Luo Chi's eyelashes.

Ming Weiting looked into Luo Chi's eyes.He didn't know what he wanted to do, but he felt that he couldn't bear to let time pass by without doing or saying anything.

"I want to have this honor." He finally said to Luo Chi, "I want to roll in the wheat field with you in my arms."

Luo Chi's eyes were bent, and he imitated Mr. Ming's words solemnly: "I also want to have this honor."

"I want to roll too." Luo Chi closed his eyes and buried his face in his palm, "Wheat is useful to me."

Luo Chi said softly: "Mr. Shadow, I want to eat wheat bread after the operation."

……

The sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the corridor, and Ming Lu got up quickly, just in time to meet Xun Zhen who was running over.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Xun Zhen knew what they were most concerned about, so he said the most important thing, "The blood bank uses more blood than we expected, but it is completely controllable, and it is in the plan."

Luo Chi's body was too badly damaged, the reason why he didn't have the surgery right away was to adjust his physical condition to a state that could support the surgery.Otherwise, with Luo Chi's situation at that time, he might not even be able to get off the operating table.

It's just that if not only the probability of survival is considered, but also the quality of life is considered, this kind of conditioning for the body cannot be delayed for too long.

The longer the brain tissue is compressed, the worse the long-term prognosis.In order for Luo Chi to recover to his best condition, he must weigh the choice between the two.

Even after multiple physical examinations before the operation, it is difficult to fully deduce Luo Chi's physical condition after the craniotomy.The blood loss was much more than they had calculated, but the blood bank had already made full preparations.

Ming Lu knew the seriousness, just nodded and stepped back quickly, leaving the passage for the nurses and doctors who were rushing in and out.

Ming Lu returned to the bench, bent down, and put his hands on Ming Weiting's shoulders like when the previous generation of the Ming family was in a shipwreck five years ago.

"Sir." Ming Lu said, "It doesn't matter, Xun Zhen found the best doctor."

Ming Weiting nodded and said in a low voice, "I know."

Ming Lu noticed that his shoulders were stiff.At this moment, Ming Lu suddenly realized something, he thought of his mother who he had hardly remembered with him—the wife of the previous husband passed away too early, so Ming Weiting didn't know much about the past.

...that was a somewhat chaotic dispute on the high seas.

The previous Mr. Ming almost staggered off the boat, hugged his wife who was covered in blood and lost consciousness, waded through the water and jumped ashore, holding Ming Lu's arm tightly: "She will be fine...she will be fine."

……

Ming Weiting sat motionless, he still seemed expressionless and calm, but his gaze was always on the door of the operating room.

"He'll be fine."

Ming Weiting said: "Uncle Lu, I promise him that I will make him wheat bread."

"He can forget everything, he doesn't remember me at all, that's fine." Ming Weiting said, "No need to read the letter, no need to look for clues, I'll go after him."

Ming Lu didn't speak, but pressed his shoulder firmly.

They waited outside the door, and the rescue in the operation plan really appeared before them, but it was not as chaotic as Ming Lu remembered.

Everything has been fully prepared, and the most urgent situation also has the most detailed plan.

The time for craniotomy is usually quite long, not to mention that the purpose is to remove a tumor with a particularly complicated location in the brain.

Xun Zhen has been nailed outside the operating room. He discussed with the doctors who came out for a long time, and then came to explain to Minglu that the patient's physical condition was worse and better than they expected.

What's worse is that the patient had been abused with too many drugs before, and his body became resistant to anesthesia. The anesthesia effect weakened halfway, resulting in untimely pain suppression and more blood loss than expected.It's even better because the patient's body has indeed been adjusted to the best state it can achieve so far, and the patient's will to survive is also quite strong.

The operation lasted another four hours after that, and the blood bank sent in blood twice more. When the door was opened, there was a constant sound of instruments, and blurred figures walking quickly appeared through the glass door.

Four hours later, the operation was over, and the sun outside the window happened to be at its brightest, and the sunlight coming in through the window made people's vision turn white.

As soon as the red light in the operation went out, Ming Weiting stood up.

He sat on the bench for too long, stopped on the spot for a few seconds, made sure to regain control of his body, and walked quickly to the door.

The doctor who came out still didn't dare to relax completely, but his expression already showed a faint sense of relief. The chief surgeon nodded to Xun Zhen, and hurried over to explain to Ming Lu.

The operation was very successful. There were detailed plans for all situations that occurred, and everything was handled in a timely manner. The patient's vital signs did not fluctuate violently throughout the process.As long as the condition is stable tonight without any complications, he will be able to return to the ward to recuperate soon.

Ming Lu wrote down what the doctor explained, and walked quickly to explain to Ming Weiting, but stopped when he approached.

The operating bed was pushed all the way to the intensive care unit, and the anesthetist needed to restore the patient to spontaneous breathing.The person on the hospital bed was briefly awakened, his eyelashes moved a few times with difficulty, and finally opened his eyes slightly, and slowly swept across the crowd with blank eyes.

Ming Weiting's footsteps did not stop, he just followed the hospital bed and accompanied him to the intensive care unit.

When those eyes saw him, they didn't show any more familiar or clear expression.

But with just a slight blink, it bends very slowly and bit by bit.