He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

An Ning came very early.

At this time, there was no way Mo Beizhou would pester her.

She stood beside Qiao Wangshu and comforted him in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, Third Sister-in-law, Third Brother knows that you are waiting for him and will definitely come out safely."

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Yes, I will."

She said that, but no matter how others comforted her, she couldn't calm down.

An Ning didn't say anything else and stayed with her the whole time.

Qin Boxu was under a lot of pressure and studied many options, and finally chose the one he thought was the best. However, the risk of surgery was still very high, and if he was not careful, the life of the Third Master would really be lost on the operating table.

The consent form for the surgery was signed by Qiao Wangshu.

She is Mo Beichen's wife.

No one is more qualified than her.

Qin Boxu told Qiao Wangshu about all the surgical risks in advance.

Simply put, the risk is as high as 20 percent.

Although it is the beginning of autumn, the weather in the capital is still very hot.

The hospital's central air conditioning is on 24 hours a day.

Qiao Wangshu still felt restless and uneasy.

Operating room.

All medical staff are busy preparing for the operation.

Qin Boxu drew a line on Mo Beichen's chest.

The nurse is disinfecting his body...

Qin Boxu was wearing protective clothing and a medical mask, and his tone was concise and calm: "How are your physical signs?"

Pei Song replied: "Very stable."

Qin Boxu said "hmm" and stood in front of the operating table: "Third Master, how do you feel?"

Mo Beichen answered truthfully: "I don't feel anything."

Qin Boxu nodded: "The operation is under general anesthesia and will take a very long time. Just think of it as a nap and relax."

The operation begins.

Under the effect of anesthesia, Mo Beichen quickly lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

All medical staff followed the procedures arranged by Qin Boxu in advance. They did what they were supposed to do in their assigned positions. Although Qin Boxu repeatedly studied and considered the surgical plan and conducted many simulation experiments, many unexpected things would still happen when he was really on the operating table...

The operation started three hours later.

Qiao Wangshu received a critical illness notice.

After Mo Beichen was pushed in.

She just stood there motionless.

When she heard the word "critically ill", her heart skipped a beat and she felt a tightness in her chest, almost unable to breathe. She felt dizzy and her face turned pale, and she almost fell to the ground.

An Ning quickly supported her: "Third sister-in-law!"

Qiao Wangshu steadied himself and stood firm with gritted teeth: "I'm fine!"

The critical illness notice means that the patient's condition has worsened and is now in a serious state. But it also means that medical staff are doing their best to treat the patient and there is still hope...

People were pushed in at ten in the morning.

I received the critical illness notice just three hours later.

You can imagine how dangerous the operation is!

Everyone's face was tense.

No one speaks.

The air seemed to have been sucked out.

The atmosphere was suffocating and depressing.

Every minute and every second seems as long as a century.

Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Received another critical illness notice.

During the entire operation, a total of five critically ill calls were received.

Every time, it felt like a huge rock was pressing on Qiao Wangshu's heart.

again and again.

She was so stressed that she couldn't breathe!

The sky turned from white to dark.

Qiao Wangshu didn't even drink a sip of water.

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

It was dark.

Mo Beixiao went out for a while, intending to bring some food for everyone. He was also in a very depressed mood, so he smoked a cigarette outside to relieve his depression.

Qiao Wangshu had no appetite, didn't want to eat, didn't even want to drink water. When people are extremely worried and nervous, their bodies will resist eating. It's not that she's being pretentious, she really can't eat.

Mo Beixiao himself had no appetite, so he did not force Qiao Wangshu to eat. Instead, he brought her a bowl of soup: "Drink some soup. Don't wait for my third brother to come out before you fall down. Then he will be the one to worry about you."

The truth is this.

Qiao Wangshu forced himself to drink the bowl of soup, swallowing it despite all the discomfort in his body.

She has to wait patiently for her Achen to come out.

She couldn't let him worry.

Everyone ate something.

It's getting darker.

It's past midnight.

The operation had lasted for fifteen hours, but it was still not over...

Until 2:30 in the morning.

The door of the operating room finally opened.

The protective suit Qin Boxu was wearing was not very breathable, and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water. During the operation, medical staff would constantly wipe his sweat, and now that it was over, sweat was pouring out of his forehead again. When he took off his mask, he could clearly see the fine marks left by the mask.

Qiao Wangshu stepped forward immediately.

I haven't eaten anything for more than ten hours.

I just drank a bowl of soup.

She herself didn't know where she got the strength from.

Qin Boxu didn't keep anyone in suspense: "Madam San, the operation was successful without any danger. The wound needs to be sutured next. My junior brother and other colleagues are doing the finishing work. After that, he needs to be sent to the ICU for observation for a few days. The vital signs of the Third Master are very stable. Once they finish suturing and the anesthetic has almost worn off, he can come out..."

He finished in one breath.

And talked about some more operations.

Qiao Wangshu couldn't understand those obscure professional terms.

All I know is that the process is extremely dangerous.

From the time he learned about Mo Beichen's condition to this moment, Qiao Wangshu was too depressed. He learned that the operation was successfully completed. In an instant, all the restrained forbearance burst out. Tears rolled down uncontrollably like pearls that had broken off the string: "Thank you, thank you, everyone for your hard work..."

She cried like crazy and her whole body was shaking.

All the strength that was held together collapsed at this moment.

My legs were so weak that I couldn't stand.

An Ning hugged her tightly.

She rested her head on An Ning's shoulder, leaning most of her body weight on An Ning, and burst into tears.

Others tried to comfort her.

Mo Beixiao stopped him: "Let the third sister-in-law cry. She has been through too much recently. She will feel better if she cries."

Qiao Wangshu didn't know how long he had been crying.

All she knew was that when her emotions had calmed down, Mo Beichen hadn't come out yet.

The stitching and finishing work lasted more than three hours.

It was dawn outside the window.

Mo Beichen was pushed out.

Before Qiao Wangshu could even look at him a few more times, he was pushed into the ICU.

Through the bright glass window, she looked at him with tubes inserted into his body and instruments placed on both sides, and she cried with heartache.

An Ning stayed by her side the whole time, handed her tissues, and comforted her: "Third sister-in-law, it's a good thing that Third Brother's surgery was successful. You must take good care of yourself. When he wakes up and sees you like this, he will be so distressed."

Qiao Wangshu cried and laughed: "I know, I am just... happy, I am happy. Every time I think of how he looked when he was sick, and how I hurt him in the past, I just... I want to slap myself. If I had known earlier... I won't say that, everything is over."

Rumors about the third brother and his wife.

An Ning has heard many versions.

I know that my third sister-in-law didn’t like my third brother at first.

It's not easy for them to get to where they are today.

An Ning was a very emotional person. Seeing her third sister-in-law crying like this, she was deeply moved: "Yes, everything is over. Wait until your third brother recovers, and you still have a long life ahead of you."