At this time, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor stepped out of it, and Jiang Yuan immediately greeted him.
"Doctor, how's it going? Is the operation successful? Is she all right?"
Jiang Yuan was very anxious and asked the doctor many questions.
"There is no major problem for the time being. The patient was sent to the intensive care unit. After a period of observation, if there are no postoperative complications, he can be transferred to the general ward."
The doctor immediately answered Jiang Yuan's question, nodded and left with the doctors and nurses of the surgical team.
Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that the phone had not been hung up yet.
After hearing this, my father's blood pressure suddenly dropped and he hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?" Mother Yang was a little anxious, and quickly took out the antihypertensive medicine. Slap back Yang Yang.
"It's all right, let's rush to the hospital first."
Father Yang had already guessed something in his mind, something must have happened to Qiuqiu.
When the two arrived at the hospital, Jiang Yuan was already waiting at the hospital entrance. Looking at Jiang Yuan, who was covered in blood, Father Yang and Mother Yang were a little unstable. Jiang Yuan came to help them.
"Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang, are you okay?"
"It's okay, you took us to see Qiuqiu." Yang's father held Jiang Yuan's hand tightly.
Entering the intensive care unit, Yang Qiuqiu was covered with bandages, plaster was applied to her legs, and tubes were inserted everywhere on her body. His mother's eyes were completely blacked out, and he fainted directly.
"What exactly is going on?"
Jiang Yuan sat beside him, dangling Yang's father, and told him what happened.
"Take care of the wound, too. It doesn't blame you."
"Uncle Yang, your condition is not stable. I'll take a look with you."
"I'm not in the big trouble, why is Qiu Qiu still awake? Isn't it-" Yang Da said, tears shed.
"She has never suffered from such a crime. She rarely has a small cold on weekdays, and now-how can she bear it alone." Dad Yang had already burst into tears and covered his wrinkled hands. My face didn't cry.
This is the first time Jiang Yuan has seen Uncle Yang look like this, and he feels very blame and grief.
"Xiaoyuan, go with me to the doctor, I want to ask."
"Okay, don't worry."
Dad held the doctor's hand, his eyes were red.
"Doctor, when will my daughter wake up?"
"Is this the family member of the patient just now?"
The doctor is not old enough to be a professor. He smiled, patted Yang's hand, and looked up at Jiang Yuan.
Jiang Yuan nodded.
"Don't worry, your daughter is very strong. If you don't have a fever tonight, there will be no danger of life. As for when you can wake up, it's hard to say. At least a few years, and then a few months, this matter can not be anxious, All fortune. "
After finishing speaking, I took Yang Da's pulse and frowned.
"You need to relax and take a good rest. Your daughter still needs your care. If your daughter doesn't wake up, you will break your body, but it will be bad."
"Doctor, how is Uncle Yang's health?" Jiang Yuan saw the doctor frown, and was a little upset.
"You took Dad Yang to find a ct and do a detailed examination. Your own injury should be dealt with!"
"Okay, thank you doctor."
After listening to the doctor's words, Dad Yang was also very grateful. He raised a bow to the doctor, and the doctor hurriedly lifted up Dad.
"It's our doctor's duty to treat illness and save people, so you don't have to be so polite."