Chapter 922

Xu Jiamu pressed song Xiangsi's feet and helped her put on her shoes again. Then she asked, "are you better?"

Hearing Xu Jiamu's voice, song Xiangsi suddenly regained consciousness. She quickly lowered her eyes to cover the tears under her eyes. She gently ordered her head and sucked two mouthfuls of yogurt.

Xu Jiamu stood up, took a wet towel, wiped off the safflower oil in his palm, and then leaned back to the wall opposite song Xiangsi.

The corridor is quiet, I don't know how long after, Xu Jiamu's mobile phone suddenly rings, in a quiet, especially harsh.

Xu Jiamu took out his mobile phone and saw the name of the caller ID. he suddenly thought that he had forgotten Yang Sisi who was still at the dinner party. He walked to the distance of Acacia song, and then answered.

Although Xu Jiamu deliberately low the voice, but song Xiangsi also vaguely heard some content.

"I'm sorry, I suddenly have something to do. I forgot to tell you Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up and take you home OK, well, no problem. I'll give you a good apology. Well, 88, go home and go to bed early

Xu Jiamu hung up the phone and walked back again. When there was still about two meters away from Song Xiangsi, song Xiangsi suddenly turned his head and said, "thank you tonight. It's too late. You can go back and have a rest early."

"It doesn't matter." Xu Jiamu said faintly, and then leaned back to the original wall seat.

Song Xiangsi moved his lips and said nothing more. The corridor was calm again. After about five minutes, the door of the operating room was opened. Song Xiangsi suddenly stood up, and even Xu Jiamu also stood up straight.

The attending doctor came out first. He took off his mask and shook his head in front of song Xiangsi.

Xu Jiamu subconsciously looks at Song Xiangsi with a worry hidden in his eyes.

Song Xiangsi winked at the attending doctor twice, then asked, "what do you mean?"

"Miss Song, please be patient." The attending doctor slightly lowered his head, then continued to say: "old Mr. Song is old and his body function has already degenerated. If he has to do a second operation, he will be at great risk. He is afraid that he will die at any time if he can not get off the operating table. If he keeps the status quo and takes medicine on time, he may still be able to live for a while. The specific time depends on Mr. Song's mentality."

Song Xiangsi's body swayed slightly. Xu Jiamu quickly put her arm around her shoulder and said to the attending doctor, "where is your Dean? I want to talk to him."

"It's really a pity that even if you invite the best doctor to come here, I'm afraid you can't get back to heaven." The attending doctor apologized and then said, "Miss Song, Mr. Song is still awake now. He said he would like to tell you something. Go to the intensive care unit and wait for him."

With that, the attending doctor continued to bow to song Xiangsi and Xu Jiamu.

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Song Xiangsi entered the intensive care unit alone. Song's father was half sitting on the bed with a hanging needle on the back of his hand. He looked energetic. Seeing song Xiangsi, he immediately laughed and patted his seat beside him: "Si Si Si, come and sit down."

Song Xiangsi said "um", went to sit down, and then her father grabbed her hand: "Miss, dad knows, Dad's time is not long, I also told the doctor, no longer accept treatment."

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