She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Master, Miss Manshu, please eat something."

Although the butler had no appetite, he forced himself to be energetic.

If the operation fails, I'm afraid the old man's body will collapse.

His two sons and his wife passed away one after another. Manshu and Azhan were the old man's spiritual pillars.

Manshu is still young, and Azhan is the support of the Yan family, young and old.

"What to eat? I'm not hungry. Let Manshu eat." The old man waved his hand. He had been sitting for several hours and his butt was sore.

He stood up and strolled down the corridor.

But his eyes never left the door of the operating room.

"Miss Manshu, you should at least eat something. If you don't eat, the master won't eat either. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."

"Besides, A-Zhan needs someone to take care of him after he comes out of the operating room."

It has to be said that this sentence touched Manshu.

Yan Zhan needs someone to take care of him, even if they don't have to do it themselves, but he also needs the company of his family, right?

"Heat it up again and I'll eat it."

Of course, Manshu didn't say this because he suddenly had an appetite.

She was also worried about the old man's health.

After the food was heated in the microwave, she called the old man over.

The two were originally going to eat in their childhood lounge, but neither Manshu nor the old man wanted to miss the scene of Yan Zhan coming out.

So the housekeeper asked someone to find a table for them and placed the food in the corridor.

The old man had no appetite, but if he didn't eat, his granddaughter wouldn't eat either, so she had to stuff the food into her mouth without any taste.

What about Manshu? Wasn't she eating just to make the old man eat better?

But even so, the two of them didn't eat much.

I just had a few bites to fill my stomach a little.

Come on, let’s retreat!

After the food was cleared away, the two began to walk up and down the corridor again.

It is called: helping digestion.

But everyone knows that it is anxiety.

By the time more than six hours had passed, the old man's eyes had turned red.

The lights in the operating room finally went out and the door of the operating room opened from the inside.

The first thing to come out is childhood.

He looked very tired, but he was the first to tell Manshu and the others about Yan Zhan's situation.

"Don't worry, the operation went smoothly and all the blood clots in the skull have been cleared."

"If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up within three days."

Tongnian only gave instructions once, and he had to go in and deal with it before he could finish it.

He also asked Manshu to peel a piece of chocolate for him to eat, as he was almost fainting.

Manshu peeled a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Childhood was like a little blood returning and it immediately went back.

After waiting for about another hour, they finally pushed the person out.

Also coming out at the same time were Guo Xinyi and Mr. Guo.

Mr. Guo was supported by Guo Xinyi when he came out.

The one who is most relaxed is probably Xun Chuyi.

He looked normal, as if he had just spent a vacation in the operating room.

"How is Mr. Guo's health?"

Manshu couldn't just care about his own family. Mr. Guo had been giving acupuncture for such a long time that his body must be badly overdrawn.

Even for a doctor who is in good health, acupuncture is extremely energy-consuming.

What’s more, it’s Mr. Guo.

"Fortunately, after half a month of treatment, he will recover. But he cannot receive acupuncture again within half a year."

Xun Chuyi answered Manshu's question.

Manshu frowned and said, "Would it be inconvenient for Mr. Guo to stay in a hotel? It would be better for him to stay at home."

Guo Xinyi had been taking care of his grandfather, and now he spoke up: "It's okay, the hotel service is very good."

Yan Zhentian gave the housekeeper a wink.

The housekeeper said, "The master asked me to clean up the house in Luming Garden. It's a good place for recuperation. It's very suitable for Mr. Guo to live there."