Free Web NovelChapter 945: Chapter 954: Caring (14)
"Mama... don’t cry." Qiqi lifted his small hand and seriously wiped away the tears on Qiao Mo’s face.
Qiao Mo’s eyes were red, and she tried to force a smile for him: "Qiqi is such a good boy."
"Qiqi will protect Mama." Qiqi’s eyes were bright, filled with seriousness and determination, particularly striking on his pale little face.
Qiao Mo shook her head, cupped her son’s small face, and softly said, "Mama doesn’t need Qiqi to protect her, Mama just wants Qiqi to be healthy all his life, to always be happy."
Qiqi blinked his watery eyes at her.
Qiao Mo gently said, "Promise Mama, okay, always be healthy and safe, always be happy."
Seeing the teardrops in Qiao Mo’s eyes, Qiqi raised his small hand once again to wipe them away. Under her expectant and anxious gaze, he nodded firmly.
"Such a good boy." Qiao Mo held him in her arms, her gaze falling on the distant surgery room.
Silently praying that both of them would be safe and sound.
...
The next day, early in the morning.
Qiao Mo was busy in a large hospital room, packing up clothes for a few people.
At this moment, in the high-end ward, there were three beds arranged side by side. Fu Nancheng was in the innermost bed, while Qiqi and Chenchen were in the two outer ones.
Looking at the three identical beds, the three sets of bedding, and three sets of identical hospital gowns.
Qiao Mo felt somewhat worried.
The three of them were all asleep at the moment, none of them had woken up.
Regarding Qiqi, Qin Zhaoran was somewhat uneasy about the fact that he had drawn over a hundred milliliters of blood, given that the child was only four years old, so at this moment, Qiqi was hooked up to various tubes and instruments, monitoring all his indicators at all times to prevent any effects from yesterday’s blood draw.
Because of this worry, and to be cautious, Qiqi would have to be observed here for about a week.
As for Chenchen, the last moment of yesterday’s surgery was really thrilling because the 250 milliliters of blood was already Qin Zhaoran’s effort to reduce as much as possible, the lowest amount he had given.
It could even be said that it reached the point where not a single milliliter could be reduced. Even if it were even slightly less, it would have led Chenchen back to the gates of hell.
And yesterday, despite Qiqi’s and Fu Nancheng’s blood, there was still a shortfall of about ten milliliters.
Although the blood volume was not much, the impact was enormous.
Chenchen too walked through the gates of hell, fortunately, he finally pulled through, yet he still had not woken up.
But with Qin Zhaoran saying he was alright, Qiao Mo could relax.
And now, the only one she was truly worried about was Fu Nancheng. He had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, which Qin Zhaoran said seemed to be caused by brain hypoxia, and as for when he might wake up, that was an unknown. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
However, Qiao Mo’s mood was obviously not bad, not at all downcast because of his coma.
At least, he was not dead, he had not left.
Even if she stayed here to accompany him and take care of him every day, she still felt happy, felt hopeful.
Because she knew he was still there. Always right by her side.
"Mama..." Qiqi was the first to wake up, slowly sitting up, looking around somewhat confusedly.
Qiao Mo hurried over, smiling: "You’re awake? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Qiqi shook his head, then looked at the two beds on either side: "Where’s Dad? Where’s Brother? Why aren’t Dad and Brother awake yet..."
Qiao Mo looked at Chenchen and Fu Nancheng, and softly said, "Brother will wake up soon, Dad... Dad..."
Qiao Mo wasn’t sure how to start, she could bear it, but it didn’t mean the child could accept it as well.
