But just a few seconds later, the experts gathered around and said hello to Yan haoshe one by one: "good president, good president."
Yan haoshe nodded impatiently and said, "hurry to have a look at the child."
At this time, an old man took Xiaole from Yan haoshe's hand, looked at Xiaole, put him on the stretcher, and told the head nurse, "hurry to the operating room."
Then he looked at Yan haoshe politely and said, "Mr. Yan, please rest assured."
Yan haoshe nodded slightly, and her deep eyes were full of worries about Xiaole.
The nurses trotted along with stretchers.
The old doctor followed.
And a group of doctors and nurses behind Yan haoshe are all around Yan haoshe. Yan haoshe looks at them and says impatiently, "go and see what you can do for them."
As soon as the words fell, the doctors and nurses all bent down and said, "yes."
So the mighty team went to the hospital.
The nurse pushed Xiaole into the operating room. Through the glass, Yan haoshe saw the old doctor skillfully picking up the laryngoscope in one hand and forceps in the other, helping Xiaole take out the foreign body in the throat.
All the doctors and nurses next to them arch their hands and wait for the old doctor's orders. Although they know that they are of little use, no one dares to offend Yan haoshe.
Even if they are pretending, they have to show that they can give at any time.
The old doctor has rich experience. He has not seen any kind of disease in his decades of medical practice, but this is the first time he has been so nervous.
He was sweating on his head, and his sense of reason and occupation constantly reminded him to be careful.
His reputation in this life can't be destroyed.
"All right." The old doctor took a deep breath and finally took out the foreign body in Xiaole's throat.
Xiao Le suddenly coughed a few times, "cough... Cough..."
Yan haoshe is about to call a Qiang. When she sees something happening to Xiaole, she rushes into the operating room.
The doctors and nurses who just stood by excitedly told Yan haoshe: "president, President, young master is OK..."
Yan haoshe didn't pay any attention. He went directly to the old doctor, looked at Xiaole who was still pale, and asked coldly, "are you sure it's ok?"
The old doctor nodded quickly and said, "it's OK. However, because the young master had mild shock symptoms before, so now we need to quickly push back to the ward to have a rest. "
"Good..." Yan haoshe replied lightly.
"Xiaole, tell Daddy, is it better now?" Yan haoshe bent down, approached Xiaole's small face and asked patiently.
Everyone around us is envious. The president who has always been superior has such a loving and gentle side. This child is really lucky to have a father like Yan haoshe.
Xiaole half squinted, a little chin, delicate said: "Daddy, I'm much better..."
"OK, let's go to the ward to have a rest, OK?" Yan Haoyi slowed down and asked softly.
"But Xiaole missed mummy. Mummy said she would come to Xiaole later." Xiaole said, her eyes began to look out of the glass.
Yan haoshe caresses Xiaole's head and says, "Xiaole, you'll be here soon. If Xiaole doesn't go to the ward now, Mommy can't find Xiaole, you know?"
"Daddy, Xiaole is good, go to the ward now..." Xiaole replied repeatedly.
"Really good..." Yan haoshe looked at Xiaole, and his mouth curved.
"Nurse, help to send it..." Yan haoshe said lightly.
The nurse, who was just standing on one side, quickly replied, "yes!"
So a group of people went to the ward again.
Just as he was about to get to the door of the ward, Yan haoshe's mobile phone rang. After hearing this, everyone stopped and did not dare to make any action.
Yan haoshe looks at her mobile phone. It's a Qiang's phone.
"You send Xiaole in first." Yan haoshe motioned to the old doctor and then got through.
"Ho Ho, it's me. How is Xiaole now? " Yan haoshe heard the familiar voice of Luo xiaonuan on the other end of the phone.
Yan haoshe wanted to question Luo xiaonuan about her own mobile phone, but after thinking about it, she didn't say.
All these can be kept for her to "teach" her later.
"I've asked the best doctor in the hospital to see it. The things in Xiaole's throat have been taken out, and now she is resting in the ward."With that, Yan haoshe looked back at the door of the next ward.
"Really?" Luo xiaonuan is obviously very excited.
"Yes." Yan haoshe's mouth curved.
"It's OK. It's OK." Luo xiaonuan said with a lump in his throat.
Yan haoshe was acutely aware of the change in Luo xiaonuan's tone and asked: "are you crying?"
Luo xiaonuan, who is on the bus to the hospital, unconsciously thinks of Xiaole's current critical situation, and his eyes fall down.
When he was about to get to the hospital, there was a traffic jam on the road. Luo xiaonuan was so anxious that he borrowed a Qiang's mobile phone to make a call to Yan haoshe. And her own cell phone has been automatically turned off for a long time.
Luo xiaonuan, who thought he had already sorted out his emotions, didn't expect that Yan haoshe heard that something was wrong.
She quickly replied, "No. Xiaole is fine. I'll be right there. "
"Don't be afraid, Xiao Nuan. I'm in everything." Yan haoshe just lightly this sentence, but this simple sentence deeply hit Luo xiaonuan's heart.
"Well..." Luo xiaonuan held the phone and nodded, "fortunately you are here." Before hanging up, Luo xiaonuan added.
When Yan haoshe heard this, she felt warm. Although this stupid woman sometimes makes him very angry, sometimes her words can make him feel that the whole world is beautiful.
After seeing Luo xiaonuan hang up the phone, Xiao Yuanyuan and the woman beside her asked nervously, "is Xiaole OK?"
Luo xiaonuan glanced at the woman with a worried face, then turned to Xiao Yuanyuan and said, "don't worry, Yuanyuan, Xiaole is OK."
I don't know why. After confirming that this woman is Xiaole's biological mother, Luo xiaonuan doesn't want to get close to her or let her know too much. This kind of feeling seems very strange.
Xiao Yuanyuan excitedly grabs Luo xiaonuan's hand, flat mouth Wuwu way: "too good, too good, otherwise I can go to die!"
Xiao Yuanyuan's face is covered with tears, her eyes are full of happiness, and the corners of her mouth are wronged. Luo xiaonuan looks at Xiao Yuanyuan's expression, unable to laugh or cry.
"Yuanyuan, it's not your fault." Said, patted the back of Xiao Yuanyuan's hand.
Xiao Yuanyuan shivered and replied.
"Xiaole is fine. It's fine." The woman next to him held her hands in prayer and said to herself.
Luo xiaonuan looks at her and smiles.
Complex emotions that are really hard to say.
This woman, if she really loved Xiaole as she is now, why did she leave Xiaole behind at the beginning, and the truth about Xiaole's father that she just didn't answer.
Luo xiaonuan wants to know all this. But it's not the right time to be in the car.