The Surgeon's Studio

Zheng Ren and Wen xiaonuan took turns taking care of Little Rock. Bota's medical power was very strong, so they did not need to rely on Zheng Ren for everything like they did at the Westwood Hospital.

As he watched Little Rock getting better, the watery phlegm gradually decreased, and the mucus overflow started to get better, Zheng Ren's heart gradually calmed down.

Work at the bedside at home was running well, and there was no chaos just because Zheng Ren was not at home. As Su Yun had always said, a giant beast of 912's size did not lack boss Zheng.

Zheng Ren also knew that he was just adding flowers to a brocade, sending charcoal in the snow ... It would not be easy for him to send it. No matter how strong the blizzard was, 912 would be able to withstand it.

In the days he spent in Bota, Yiren would send many messages every day, telling Zheng Ren what she had done. The change in distance didn't seem to exist. Zheng Ren felt that Yiren was always by his side, never even a little far away.

The amount of mucus overflowing from the Little Rock gradually decreased, and the corresponding amount of oltrite pumped in also gradually decreased.

Prior to this, Botha had already done a tracheostomy examination and removed the pathological tissue to develop a drug for mutant adenocarcasma at the fastest speed.

Zheng Ren was quite surprised by this. It had only been ten days since Little Rock started having water-like phlegm, and he had actually developed a new drug. Bota's technical strength was really strong.

The two-pronged approach maintained his vital signs and treated the tumor at the same time. The tranquilizer had stopped, and after a day of recovery, little stone was able to communicate with Wen xiaonuan and Zheng Ren by writing.

He obviously had a lot to say. After all, he was still a child. It was normal for him to be more lively. Zheng Ren did not want him to work too hard, so he repeatedly told little stone to lie down obediently for two more days. It was still not too late to talk about it after the tracheal intubation was pulled out.

Another day passed. Zheng Ren was present, and Dr. Carl personally removed little stone's tracheal tube.

In this regard, Dr. Carl said that it was a miracle.

Previously, Little Rock's condition was so terrible. No one expected him to survive again.

"Mom," she said. "Little Rock!" Little Rock called out softly after pulling out the tracheal tube.

Wen xiaonuan held onto little stone's hand with one hand and gently caressed his face with the other. Her tears could not stop flowing.

"Sister Wen, you're too emotional. Do you want to go wash your face?" Zheng Ren suggested.

Little Rock's catheter had just been removed. If Wen xiaonuan's emotional outburst caused Little Rock's emotions to change and he developed a condition such as bronchiasis, then there would be no need for him to be hooked up to a ventilator.

Wen xiaonuan also knew that what the child needed now was a smile and not a cry. She nodded her head, her hair in a mess and her face looking Haggard.

She held little stone's hand tightly, stood up, and turned to leave.

"Sleep for a while. You need to rest well." Zheng Ren said as he stood beside Little Rock.

"I've slept for many days and had many dreams. I don't want to sleep anymore. " Little stone said in a hoarse voice.

Zheng Ren thought about it and agreed. He smiled and sat by little stone's bed."Can you dream when you're calm? Or did you do it after you woke up?"

"Brother, you're actually not suited to be a doctor." Little stone suddenly said something that was irrelevant. His voice was a little hoarse, and he sounded tired.

"What?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

"Your hair has turned white." Little stone reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch Zheng Ren's hair, but his thin hand was immediately pressed down on the bed by Zheng Ren.

"Did you have a few white hairs in the past or are you in a hurry to see me?" Little stone asked softly.

"Neither. I'm just putting too much effort into studying a medical case." Zheng Ren said softly,"how do you feel now?"

"I'm still breathing," As he spoke, little stone moved his head slightly. He looked at the electrocardiogram screen from the corner of his eye and said,"blood oxygen saturation level is 95%. It should be okay. I felt the same, much stronger than when I was on the ventilator. At that time, I couldn't even breathe. "

"It's pretty decent. Doctor Carl from Munich said that it was a miracle that you could decanbriate the catheter. " Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"How can there be so many miracles?" Little Rock turned around and looked at Zheng Ren, trying to squeeze out a smile, but the muscles on his face seemed to have not moved for many days and were a little stiff.

"Brother, help me rub my face."

"Why?"

"Expression management. Have you been pulling a long face all this time?"

"Yeah, I don't show it on my face. I'm thinking about it in my heart." Although Zheng Ren said that, he reached out his hand and rubbed little stone's face.

At this moment, he felt like he was playing a black stone.

However, Little Rock's life force was far less vigorous than Blackie 's, and it was already close to withering. When his palm touched his cheek, he could feel the dryness and exhaustion, and Zheng Ren's heart ached.

Zheng Ren's palm was warm and heavy. Little stone's spasming muscles seemed to have gotten better, and he tried his best to smile.

"Don't laugh if it's so hard on you. " Zheng Ren said.

"The harder it is, the more I have to smile." Little stone said,"I don't live to cry."

“……”

Zheng Ren was silent.

"Brother, are you tired?" Little Rock asked.

"I'm fine. "

"I'm fine too. When I was calm, I thought I heard you say a lot of things to me, but I can't remember them now. " Little stone closed his eyes slightly, but he refused to stop talking.

"Then don't think about it. It's tiring."

"Brother, what did you say to me?" Little Rock's voice was a little hoarse, just like how it was before Zheng Ren performed the surgery on him.

Zheng Ren knew that if tracheal intubation was used for a long time, the tube would affect the throat tissue, causing the voice to be hoarse. It would recover after a period of recovery.

In fact, little stone should be resting quietly now. However, for a child like him, what he wanted to do most was to be able to communicate with others and to appear in the world with a smile.

Zheng Ren didn't stop Little Rock. Instead, he spoiled the mood by forcing Little Rock to rest. If he wanted to say something, he could say it. After being on the mechanical ventilator for such a long time, little stone must have really wanted to communicate with someone.

He didn't allow him to use pen to communicate with paper before, but now that he could speak, he would.

After some thought, Zheng Ren said softly,"I'm not lying to you. I just want to know your true thoughts."

"You didn't lie to me, and I won't lie to you."

Zheng Ren said,"I didn't expect the previous situation. For example, when you started to cough, you had watery phlegm. I can't even guarantee what will happen to you tomorrow, nor can I guarantee how long this situation will continue. "

"I didn't ask you to promise me anything. There's still a problem with your way of thinking." Little stone suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zheng Ren seriously.

Even though he was very weak and did this simple action with all his might, his seriousness and determination were expressed quite clearly.

"You're thinking too much, brother,"