Chapter 419: don't want him to die
Every time, Nan Jin came over when he was asleep, and then quietly left when he was about to wake up, as if no one had come.
"You little girl is really strange." The nurse said a few words after noticing her whereabouts.
Anyway, Murong Qiao doesn't care about that.
When she deliberately weakened her sense of existence, neither Nan Jin nor Nan Hao found any trace of her.
As for the many things in the ward, Nan Jin attributed them all to Nan Hao, and didn't think of her sister at all.
But such a calm appearance will still be broken by Nan Jin's sudden illness.
It happened suddenly.
Murong Qiao was originally by Nan Jin's side. One second, he was typing his words to conceive ideas for a novel. The next second, his thoughts were interrupted by the sudden sound of an instrument alarm, and the nurse who suddenly broke into the ward.
"The patient suddenly fell into a coma with rapid heartbeat—" the nurse was reporting the situation urgently.
Murong Qiao got up subconsciously, and made room for the nurses who walked in a few seconds later so that they could push Nan Jin away, but her mind was still blank.
The nurse frowned, "I'll go to the operating room right away."
It was obvious that the situation was urgent, and she didn't care about talking for a while. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the person pushing away, the nurse immediately turned around and trotted towards the other end of the corridor.
Murong Qiao followed without thinking, and then saw the nurse talking with a man who looked like a surgeon.
“…the patient’s condition is not looking good.”
"Understood, I have notified the family members just now,"
"Sign the surgery order as soon as possible, the situation won't be stable for long now."
"Yes, I know…"
Automatically filtered out a lot of technical terms, but Murong Qiao also heard the urgency of the situation.
She stood by and looked at the nurse's serious face, and then at the closed operating room, feeling very nervous.
Obviously, he didn't feel anything before, but at this moment, it was the first time Murong Qiao felt that time was passing so slowly.
The nurse stood anxiously at the door of the operating room, holding what looked like a list in her hand, looking around from time to time, obviously waiting for someone.
About five minutes later, the nurse felt that the time was standing still, and no one from the family came over after notifying her.
"What should I do..." the nurse was also anxious.
She paced back and forth, making people suspect that she could faint herself. Walking left and right, she suddenly glanced to the side, and when she saw Murong Qiao standing at the corner, her eyes lit up, as if she saw the savior.
"Little girl! What is your relationship with the patient? Can I sign a friend's request? The operation is urgent." The nurse leaned in front of Murong Qiao and asked.
"The family members don't know what happened and no one came, and the surgery can't wait that long..."
While the nurse was still trying to explain to Murong Qiao, Murong Qiao had already signed his name on the operation consent form without hesitation.
"Operate as soon as possible, I will pay the fee." She turned her head and left.
The nurse probably didn't expect Murong Qiao to be so decisive, but fortunately, she responded quickly, and after agreeing, she went directly to the operating room.
Murong Qiao knew in his heart that he hated Nan Jin, but he just hated it, and it was far from being able to watch Nan Jin die like this.
The emergency situation was right in front of her, and Murong Qiao said in all fairness that it was hard for her to die without saving her life.
"Hello, pay the surgery fee." Murong Qiao went to the front desk.
She handed the card to the front desk staff, and her thoughts drifted to Nan Jin.
... I still hope that it was just a false alarm, and it would be best if nothing happened.
The front desk staff returned the card to her after some operations, "Okay, this is the receipt, please keep it."
Murong Qiao nodded, and was about to go back to the operating room to wait for the results, but when he turned around, he saw Nan Hao rushing into the elevator in a hurry.
She stopped, and after a moment of hesitation, she chose to take steps in the opposite direction from the original route.
...It's better not to meet Nam Ho.
She was afraid that Nan Hao or others would entangle her again.
Murong Qiao closed her eyes, hid herself in the crowd to reduce the risk of being discovered by Nan Hao, and walked towards the gate of the hospital.
She helped Nan Jin just because she didn't want to see her die, it had no other meaning.
The crowd acted as the best cover, successfully preventing Nan Hao from discovering Murong Qiao's existence.
It would be better to say that his mind is now full of what is going on with his second brother Nan Jin, and he doesn't care about other things at the moment. After getting out of the elevator, he rushed all the way to the operating room.
"Sorry for being late—" Nan Hao looked annoyed.
He was going to work part-time just after school, but when he heard the news, he couldn't sit still in the middle of the subway ride, so he got off at the next stop and took a taxi.
But even so, it was still too slow, coupled with the traffic jam, half an hour had passed by the time Nan Hao arrived at the gate of the operating room of the hospital.
The nurse just came out of the operating room, "It's all right, the operation has already started."
She was about to go out and hand over the procedures with the hospital to confirm whether the operation fee was paid. She looked relaxed, and there should be no problem with the operation for the time being.
"It started?" Nan Hao was surprised.
Fortunately, his attention was quickly shifted to Nan Jin, "Then how is the situation now? My brother—"
"It's just a sudden coma..." Seeing this, the nurse briefly explained what happened just now, letting Nan Hao know the general idea.
It was mainly for the patient's condition. Judging by Nan Hao's concern, the nurse didn't mention Murong Qiao.
"Anyway, you can rest assured. After the operation is over, take a look at your brother. There should be no major problems." The nurse waved her hand.
When Nan Jin was in a coma just now, the nurses were taken aback. Fortunately, Murong Qiao decided decisively and agreed to the operation, otherwise the situation would have been much worse now.
Nan Hao nodded casually, "Okay, thank you."
Nan Jin is fine, it is better than anything else.
After learning that there was nothing serious and that Nan Jin was in good condition, Nan Hao's heart relaxed.
He didn't dare to delay the nurse, and after saying a few words, he sat down on the bench at the door of the operating room, even secretly blaming himself for why he wanted to work part-time.
Today is the timely rescue, but if he has something to delay, or come later...
Nan Hao didn't want to think about the consequences.
Fortunately, the operation went well and nothing major happened. Nan Jin's condition gradually stabilized under the doctor's superb skills.
By the time I returned to the ward, it was already late at night.
"...Why didn't you wake me up when you came?" Nan Jin woke up leisurely.
He seemed to be a little bit stunned, as if he thought he had slept for a long time.
Nan Hao nodded his head in a sleepy manner, and woke up instantly when he heard Nan Jin's voice.
He looked at Nan Jin, "You haven't passed the anesthetic yourself, so you can't wake up."
Nan Hao said casually, but it made Nan Jin stunned for a moment. He moved his body, and only then did he notice some strange changes in his senses.
Then Nan Jin heard Nan Hao talk about her temporary surgery.
"Probably because I slept too deeply, but I didn't feel it." Nan Jin expressed her understanding.
He just wondered why he slept for so long, and his sleep was extremely restless, and his body felt uncomfortable.
"Who told you not to take medicine." Nan Hao said him.
At the beginning, the doctor prescribed several medicines to Nan Jin and asked him to take them on time every day. As a result, Nan Hao found that Nan Jin had thrown the medicine into the trash can.