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"I said...I...will definitely come back."

An Xiaomi was holding on to the last bit of consciousness at this moment, and the anesthetic effect on her body had gradually faded away.

The pain from the wound made the girl's cheeks bloodless, but looking at him and everyone's happy eyes, this was the best analgesic in An Xiaomi's heart.

At this moment, Xu Zhimu staggered two steps. The tears that had not fallen in his eyes could not be suppressed at this moment.

The regrets of two lives were finally fulfilled at this moment.

Xu Zhimu stumbled over and lay down beside the bed, looking at An Xiaomi. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but when his hand reached her face, he was afraid of hurting her.

But An Xiaomi moved his head slightly and rubbed his palm.

Xu Zhimu trembled his fingers, feeling the girl's cold and pretty face, and he smiled tremblingly.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

An Xiaomi wanted to smile back, but she couldn't hold it in any longer. The pain and exhaustion in her body made her slowly close her eyes again.

"The patient has just completed the operation and still needs observation and treatment. Family members can rest assured. We will notify you of any news in a timely manner."

The tired-looking female expert also sighed and nodded.

It was such a complicated operation, and halfway through the operation, An Xiaomi had an emergency reaction and almost didn't make it through.

The original success rate of 60% to 70% suddenly became precarious, but in the end, experts showed a video of Xu Zhimu singing.

An Xiaomi, who was in a coma, should have been unconscious, but after hearing this voice, he slowly calmed down.

Only then did he finally get over it.

The female expert handed the phone to Xu Zhimu: "This is a Xiaomi phone."

After that, she and the nurses pushed An Xiaomi to the intensive care unit to continue postoperative treatment.

Watching Xiaomi go away, the corridor was quiet for a moment.

"Xiaomi, Xiaomi is fine. Xiaomi is fine."

Xiaomi's mother covered her face and cried, but this time, she smiled with joy.

Xu's mother and Xu's father couldn't help but hug each other. An Xiaomi was like their own daughter to them.

After the disaster, this kind of joy cannot be suppressed.

"Great, Xiaomi is finally fine!" Bai Yaya rubbed her eyes which were red and swollen from crying. She was holding Liu Ningqing in her arms, sobbing and cheering excitedly.

Xu Zhimu clutched the phone in his hand and opened the lock screen. The screen on the phone page showed the scene of two people getting engaged in school.

Xu Zhimu was lost in thought for a long time. In his mind, he could already imagine that An Xiaomi was still watching this scene reluctantly just before the operation.

It became the courage that supported her to live.

Xu Zhimu was really glad at this moment that he chose to hide this engagement from her before her surgery.

An Xiaomi is currently receiving recovery treatment after surgery and will not wake up until tomorrow at the latest.

The doctor asked everyone to go back and rest, leaving only one or two people to watch.

Moreover, waiting for almost a day and a night, coupled with the constant mental state, made everyone exhausted.

After Xiaomi's mother was relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief, and she even went limp and passed out.

Therefore, Xu Zhimu asked everyone to go back and rest.

He and An's father stayed behind to wait for the situation.

He promised An Xiaomi that as soon as she opens her eyes, the first person she sees will be him.

Visitors are still allowed in the intensive care unit.

It's just that it's separated by a glass.

The doctors were currently doing the final cleaning of the wound, watching pieces of bloody gauze being put aside.

Outside the door, An's father, a man who was used to seeing blood, was clenching his fists with veins popping out on his arms, silently looking at his unconscious daughter.

Especially when An Xiaomi would occasionally suffer from painful convulsions subconsciously, An's father really wished he could bear the pain himself.

Xu Zhimu's fingers were also clenched tightly.

An Xiaomi is a person who is very afraid of pain. She still remembers that when she was a child, she would lie on the desk and cry for a long time even if she bumped the corner of the desk slightly.

But today, she almost suffered the most pain.

Just treating the wound took a full two hours.

The nurse passed by them pushing a medical cart containing blood-stained gauze.

"Hello……"

"The patient is fine, but her body is too weak. She will not fully wake up until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. We will have someone dedicated to watch her around the clock. Please don't worry."

The nurse looked at them and spoke proactively.

"Thank you..." An's father opened his mouth. Although he felt distressed, he could finally feel relieved.

His eyes were looking at An Xiaomi, who was wearing a ventilator on the other side of the glass wall. This 1.8-meter-old man who was used to seeing life and death, his eyes were a little dull at the moment, and he kept repeating thank you.

Xu Zhimu looked at him. In his impression, An's father had always been a strict father, and he was even stricter than his own father.

After all, due to the special nature of his profession, although he may seem difficult to approach, he will always be the most reliable and secure man.

At one time, it was also Xu Zhimu's childhood shadow and childhood idol when he was a child.

"I go out for a while…"

An's father's voice was trembling uncontrollably, and he walked out of the custody room.

Xu Zhimu looked at his retreating back and then looked at An Xiaomi, who was still unconscious.

…

In the parking lot downstairs, An's father came to the car, leaned against the car door, and looked up at the sky.

A gust of wind blew away the dark clouds, revealing the stars in the sky, and seemed to sweep away the gloom in my heart.

The big stone that had been weighing on his heart for twenty years was finally lifted at this moment.

This difficult night.

Every second he spent outside the operating room was like a knife cutting into his heart.

That was his only biological daughter, and his inner suffering was no less than anyone else's.

His mood seems to have always been stable, and he always comforts Xiaomi's mother softly.

But at this moment, after confirming that An Xiaomi was safe, he felt a wetness in the corners of his eyes.

He turned around and lay on his back in the car, as if venting all his emotions. This man had been on the front line more than once, even though he was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread, he could not show a trace of fear or a drop of tears.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! At this moment, I finally couldn't help crying.

Xu Zhimu stood behind several cars, and he also leaned against a car, waiting for An's father to vent his emotions.

A man doesn't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point where he is sad.

In his impression, An's father had always been a man who stood upright and never complained about suffering or tiredness.

When he was a boy, he came from a humble family and was looked down upon, but he never cried.

When he was young, when he was with Xiaomi's mother, he didn't cry when he was scolded by others.

In his prime, he worked on the front line with gangsters all year round. He was seriously injured several times, but he did not cry.

When he was middle-aged, he didn't cry when he watched his daughter being pushed into the operating room and facing the unknown life and death.

But now, the biggest stone weighing on his heart has finally been removed, and he can no longer hold back the emotions in his heart.

Father is always the most reliable pillar of the family.

…

for a long time.

Father An finally calmed down his emotions gradually. He wiped the corners of his eyes and looked at the bright sky.

He took a deep breath.

The tightness and depression in his chest finally dissipated a little, and he touched his hands in his pockets.

I want to light a cigarette to bring my mood back to normal.

But then I remembered that Xiaomi had never smoked a cigarette since he was hospitalized.

Smoking is the cheapest and most convenient way to calm people down.

In An's father's work, he faces dark sides that are difficult for ordinary people to encounter every day, and the pressure is self-evident.

During the war, tobacco was even used as a war preparation material.

An's father was a long-time smoker, but for the sake of his daughter, he quit as soon as he said he would. It was all worth it.

He straightened his clothes and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly a cigarette appeared in front of him.

Xu Zhimu held a pack of Huazi in his hand. Although he didn't smoke much, he always carried some with him when he went out.

"I'm here to get some air, I'm feeling stuffy. Why don't you smoke one with me?"

Xu Zhimu looked at An's father and smiled softly.

An's father looked at him and finally smiled with relief. This was a tacit understanding between men.

He reached for it, and Xu Zhimu took out a lighter and lit it for him.

The two of them were leaning against the car, both just smoking silently and not speaking.

When he was about to finish smoking a cigarette, An's father said, "I still want to thank you more for Xiaomi."

"I like Xiaomi, and I also want to live with her in the future. Everything I do for her is what I should do."

Xu Zhimu is very calm when he talks about this now.

An's father shook off the cigarette ashes for a moment. If put together, Xu Zhimu would dare to say such words in front of him so confidently.

I really want to deal with him.

But now, many things have become a foregone conclusion.

Moreover, Xiaomi’s life was given to him again by Xu Zhimu.

After experiencing life and death, some things really aren't that important anymore.

He took another drag on the cigarette and slowly said: "Xiaomi is fine now, and we have to talk to Ningqing about the child's family."

Father An's heart was complicated at the moment. He was originally a person with an upright character, even a bit conservative and stubborn.

No matter where this kind of thing is mentioned, they are the ones who feel sorry for others.

To be fair, if the roles of him and Liu Ningqing's family were reversed.

There is absolutely no way he would tolerate Xu Zhimu messing around with women outside.

On the other hand, Liu Ningqing has been taking good care of An Xiaomi since she was hospitalized for so long.

I was worried that Xiaomi would suffer from taking the medicine, so I made her a dessert. I was worried that Xiaomi would be bored, so I kept chatting with her.

The most important thing is that they all know each other's affairs and still treat Xiaomi so carefully.

For An Xiaomi, who has been suffering from illness and is about to experience life and death, this is also the source of her courage to continue living.

Moreover, they have come to this point, and it is already impossible to let anyone leave at this time.

However, if he was asked to deal with such a matter and confess it to Liu Ningqing's father, he really didn't know how to take the initiative to open the door.

"Actually, Qingqing's father already knows about this."

Xu Zhimu spoke slowly at this moment.

Father An's eyes froze, a little in disbelief, as he recalled the scenes of the past few days in his mind.

Liu Ningqing’s father, Liu Jun.

He is a person who rarely talks, and usually stands silently aside, but he always takes the initiative to help whenever he does something.

You can tell that he is also a honest and honest person.

And these days, he didn't show any other emotions. Outside the operating room, he stood silently at the door.

He even saw Liu Jun quietly wiping tears several times.

Regardless of whether it was because of the Xiaomi incident or not, at least Liu Jun is a good person.

"Is what you said true?"

"Yes, I told Qingqing's father the day before we came here." Xu Zhimu nodded in agreement.

Father An was stunned for a while, then slowly sighed again.

"I understand, and I will also tell him clearly."

Xu Zhimu thought for a while and nodded.

After all, they have to live together in the future, and they need to understand everything about these things so that the next things can continue.

Father An took a deep drag on his cigarette and stomped the cigarette butt on the ground.

"Let's go back."

…

Xu Zhimu and An's father had been sitting on the bench in the intensive care unit waiting.

Wait until the next day.

When Xu Zhimu was in a daze, he felt like he was leaning on a very soft and warm place.

The familiar fragrance is like the faint fragrance coming from the lotus lake after rain.

Xu Zhimu opened his eyes, wearing a long blue dress. He turned around and met Liu Ningqing's eyes.

And he was leaning on her shoulders.

"Are you awake?"

When Liu Ningqing saw him waking up, she asked softly.

"Well, how long have you been here?"

"Mom is still cooking, aunt and I came first."

Xu Zhimu shook his neck. He must have been squinting for an hour or two and his neck was a little sore.

"I'll squeeze it for you."

Liu Ningqing looked at him distressedly, stretched out her soft little hands, and gently helped Xu Zhimu massage his neck.

Xu Zhimu looked at her somewhat sluggish arm: "Is it hurting your shoulder?"

"It's okay, I'll just move around and it'll be fine."

Liu Ningqing shook her head and massaged Xu Zhimu's neck first.

Xu Zhimu looked up and looked inside the glass wall. An Xiaomi was still in a coma.

Xu Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief silently. Anyway, An Xiaomi is fine now.

"Qingqing, thank you for the hard work on Xiaomi."

Feeling Liu Ningqing's gentle massage, Xu Zhimu spoke.

Liu Ningqing paused for a second or two without speaking, and continued to massage Xu Zhimu, her tone as soft and serious as ever.

"Husband... I know that once Xiaomi's illness is cured, our affairs will have an outcome, but no matter what... I, and our baby, we will never leave you."

When Liu Ningqing spoke these words, although she still paused a bit, she became more determined.

Xu Zhimu was slightly lost in thought. He knew Liu Ningqing's character best. Although she gave people a soft and weak feeling, her heart was as tough as weeds in a pile of rocks.

The reason why she was able to retreat to this step was not because she had accepted her fate, but because she really liked Xu Zhimu too much.

There is always that one person for whom you will constantly accommodate yourself.

"Thank you Qingqing..."

Xu Zhimu subconsciously thanked him, but immediately felt his neck being pinched, neither lightly nor hard.

"Oh, I forgot not to say thank you."

Xu Zhimu realized it immediately, but his neck was still pinched. Liu Ningqing gently hugged his neck and rubbed against his ear.

"Call me...wife."

The girl's voice was soft, as sweet as honey cake, reaching his ears.

Xu Zhimu turned his head and looked into her watery eyes. His heart was also surging. He couldn't help but smile knowingly and patted her belly gently: "Okay, motherfucker."

Liu Ningqing's face turned red and she gave him a gentle hammer.

"It's time to eat."

Had breakfast.

Everyone has been waiting in the intensive care unit for news about Xiaomi.

Compared with yesterday, everyone was no longer nervous and anxious.

The most difficult time has passed.

All that's left is to wait for An Xiaomi to wake up.

This wait lasted for another whole day, and then night fell.

An Xiaomi still showed no sign of waking up.

Xiaomi's mother consulted the doctor several times, and the doctor kept comforting her that the patient was just weak and would wake up slowly, which made Xiaomi's mother feel at ease.

Night falls.

Xu Zhimu still planned to stay and wait for An Xiaomi to wake up.

Xiaomi's mother came back and looked at Xu Zhimu's tired eyes.

It has been almost two days and one night since the day of Xiaomi's surgery, and Xu Zhimu has hardly had much rest.

"Zhimu, why don't you go back and rest today? I'll be here with Xiaomi."

"It's okay. I promised Xiaomi that she would definitely see me when she wakes up. I can't break the promise."

Xu Zhimu smiled and shook his head.

"You kid..."

Xiaomi’s mother felt both happy and distressed.

"Then I'll get you some hot water and fruit. Remember to eat them later."

Xiaomi's mother was just about to turn around when Xu Zhimu's eyes suddenly moved.

He looked closely at the girl lying on the hospital bed who had been in a coma for a day and a night behind the glass wall. At this moment, one of her fingers moved slightly!