bookrandom Chapter 861 Grandma is very strong
Chapter 861 Grandma is very strong
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Shuo ran over from a distance like a little cheetah, shouting, "Little daddy...", and hugged Jiang Chengyu's legs.
Jiang Chengyu looked down and saw Jiang Shuo. A doting smile immediately appeared on his tired face, and he reached out to touch his little head.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji also came over and saw Pei Huiping with a polite smile on his face.
She took the initiative to extend her hand and shook his hand. "Hey, Doctor Pei, why are you here so early in the morning?"
"I heard from Jinxi that Aunt Mu fell ill. I also heard that because she needed a special blood type, even her grandfather, Professor Cao, was alarmed."
Pei Huiping explained, "So today, the two of us wanted to come over early this morning to see how Aunt Mu was doing."
"Colleville and I performed the operation ourselves, and it was a success," Mu Xiaoji said.
"Thanks to Professor Cao for sending the matching blood in time, otherwise the situation would be really hard to predict."
Pei Huiping nodded excitedly: "That's good, that's good, at least there was no danger."
Luo Jinxi looked at Jiang Chengyu and asked with concern: "When did you wake up? Is there anything unusual in your physical condition now?"
Jiang Shuo saw that Jiang Chengyu's eyes were fixed on the intensive care unit and he didn't speak for a long time, so he quickly came to his rescue and said:
“Sister Jinxi, little daddy woke up after dad went abroad for heart and lung transplant surgery.
As for his health… I’ve been busy with the bidding for the project, so Daddy hasn’t had time to give him a full checkup yet!”
Mu Xiaoji walked forward with a gentle smile on his face, and said warmly as if he were talking to an old friend:
"It's okay. Since President Jiang is in the hospital now, Coleman, you can take Kate for a comprehensive checkup yourself later! That way everyone can be at ease."
Ke Laiweiler nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Mu!"
Jiang Chengyu quickly declined, "Mr. Mu is so thoughtful. No need to bother. I'm in good health and there's nothing wrong with me."
Luo Jinxi had a questioning expression on his face, looking back and forth between the two of them, pointing at them and asking, "Boss Jiang, Boss Mu? You guys?"
Then he turned his gaze to Jiang Shuo and asked doubtfully, "Jiang Shuo, what's going on between the two of them?
Did Little Daddy lose his memory after being in a coma for two years? Or did Daddy have side effects from his heart and lung transplant surgery and forget about Little Daddy?
Jiang Shuo lowered his head, looking somewhat lonely, and let out a long sigh like a little adult.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji smiled and said, "What are you talking about? Jiani, take Officer Luo and Forensic Doctor Pei to my office for a while. I'll take President Jiang to the disinfection room for disinfection, and then go in to see Mother Mu."
Jiang Shuo lost his composure when he heard this and said anxiously, "Dad, I also want to go get disinfected and go in to see grandma. Maybe when grandma knows I'm back, her condition will get better!"
Mu Xiaoji had a gentle smile on his face. He reached out and gently touched Jiang Shuo's head, saying in a doting tone, "Okay, Dad will take you to the disinfection room right away."
Everyone watched as Mu Xiaoji turned around and walked straight towards the disinfection room.
Jiang Shuo was very excited. He held Jiang Chengyu's hand tightly with his little hand and walked forward briskly, urging him:
"Little Daddy, please hurry up. I haven't seen Grandma Mu for a long time. I wonder how she is doing now."
Jiang Chengyu was dragged by him and could not help but quicken his pace, following him into the disinfection room. The heavy door slowly closed, isolating himself from the outside world.
Luo Jinxi watched the two figures disappear behind the door, his brows still furrowed. He turned to look at Cui Jiani, his tone full of doubt:
"What's going on between the two of them? Is Jiang Chengyu having a sleep hysteria, or is there something wrong with Xiaoji's heart and lung transplant? Why does this name sound so strange?"
Cui Jiani shrugged helplessly and sighed, "It's hard to explain the twists and turns of this all in a short time.
Let's go to Xiaoji's office and wait for them to come back. We can always get some clues."
As soon as they walked into the hall, they saw Lin Yue, the principal of Hongfujin Kindergarten, holding a bouquet of beautiful carnations.
Bai Jinrong was walking in from the entrance of the hall, carrying an exquisite fruit basket gift box.
Guan Shan and Yan Kai followed behind him, each holding a gift in their hands. It was obvious that they came to visit Mu Huiying specially.
Bai Jinrong had a solid foundation in Kung Fu and her steps were agile and nimble. She approached in a few steps and asked with concern on her face:
"Dean Cui, how is Aunt Mu doing now? We rushed here as soon as we heard the news."
Luo Jinxi stepped aside and politely responded, "You guys are here too? That's great, let's go to Xiaoji's office and wait together.
He just took Jiang Chengyu and Jiang Shuo to the disinfection room and was about to go into the intensive care unit to take a look. He specifically asked us to wait in his office."
Cui Jiani turned sideways and made a "please" gesture: "Please come in."
A group of people crowded into the elevator and pressed the button to the top floor. The elevator rose steadily, and no one spoke in the small space for a while.
The atmosphere was filled with some concern about Mu Huiying's condition, as well as doubts about the relationship between Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji.
With a soft "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened. Cui Jiani took the lead and walked out, leading everyone towards Mu Xiaoji's office with familiarity.
The corridor was covered with soft carpet, which absorbed the sound of footsteps, leaving only the light breathing of the group.
Pushing open the office door, Cui Jiani stepped aside and said, "Everyone, please feel free to sit down. I'll make you a pot of tea. Please wait a moment."
The office is furnished in a simple and elegant style, with bright light coming in from the large floor-to-ceiling windows.
Several sofas are placed around the coffee table, and the vibrant green plants in the corner dilute the serious atmosphere of the hospital.
The father and his two sons changed into loose sterile suits, and the masks covered most of their faces, leaving only a pair of eyes full of concern.
As you enter the intensive care unit, the smell of disinfectant becomes stronger and stronger, intertwined with the "dripping" sound of the instruments, creating a special solemn atmosphere.
Jiang Chengyu almost immediately walked to the bedside, his eyes eagerly scanning the various indicators and data jumping on the screen;
Heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen saturation...each item fluctuates within the normal range.
Seeing this, his heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally settled down a little, and his tense shoulders unconsciously relaxed a little.
Jiang Shuo stood on tiptoe, and put his little head in front of the instrument screen. He looked at the regularly flashing green indicator light, and a hint of joy appeared on his young face.
I couldn't help but blurt out: "Little Daddy, grandma's data is normal now. Will she wake up soon?"
Jiang Chengyu sat down on the stool beside the bed and his eyes fell on Mu's mother's hand with the IV tube inserted.
That hand that had once fed him fruit and brought him hot meals was now pale and thin, with a retention needle still inserted in the back of the hand, receiving an IV.
He stretched out his hands and gently wrapped the hand in his palms, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure.
He nodded, his voice coming through the mask with a hint of hoarse certainty: "Yes, stinky baby, grandma is very strong and will wake up soon."
Mu Xiaoji stood aside, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chengyu.
The eyes above the mask were filled with his shadow, that slightly furrowed brow, that focused expression,
Even the small unconscious rubbing of fingertips was engraved in his heart.
The air seemed to be filled with Jiang Chengyu's unique aura, which made him feel calm, but also made him feel sour.
At this moment, his mind was no longer able to care about anything else. He was the one who operated on Mu's mother.
Every detail of the operation was clearly imprinted in his mind. He knew better than anyone that as long as his mother survived the postoperative infection period, she would soon be out of danger.
The only thing he was unsure about was the person in front of him whom he loved to the bone—his little monster.
I don’t know when I can truly let down my guard and be myself again.
His thoughts inadvertently drifted back to the time not long ago when he returned alone from Kuncheng.
Every corner of Jinyang Villa seemed to be filled with the scent of Jiang Chengyu - the books he hadn't finished reading in the study,
All his clothes in the bedroom closet, and even his favorite fresh milk in the refrigerator, were still in their original places.
Those marks were like fine needles, pricking his chest and making him feel stuffy and breathless.
In order to avoid falling into endless mental exhaustion, he forced himself to enrich himself and fill his schedule.
That day, he once again climbed the tourist attraction that once intimidated him.
He still remembers that when he was in a wheelchair and doing publicity for the Red Star Welfare Home, climbing a mountain was as difficult as climbing to heaven for him; he could only stop at the entrance of the mountain.
Now with prosthetic limbs and consistent exercise day after day, his body is no longer what it used to be, even a hundred times stronger than when he was in college.
It was on that mountain that he stumbled upon a valley. It wasn't secluded, but it had the tranquility of a small bamboo hut.
There is a winding mountain river on the south side of the mountain. Although the water is not as turbulent as the one in front of the small bamboo house, it is still clear and the bottom can be seen. The gurgling flow reveals a sense of leisure and tranquility.
Surrounded by green trees, birds singing and flowers blooming, standing there, it seems as if you can temporarily isolate yourself from the hustle and bustle of the world.
After returning, he immediately contacted the scenic area management department and put forward a bold idea: he would fund the construction of a bamboo house in the valley.
On the one hand, it can add a unique tourist attraction to the scenic area, and on the other hand, it can also serve as his private space.
A small bamboo house that belongs exclusively to him and the little monster, just like the home they once had in the world of novels.
After several rounds of communication, the department leader was moved by his sincerity and felt that the proposal was quite innovative, and finally agreed to his application.
The relevant procedures were completed quickly, and now a construction team has started preliminary construction in the valley according to the drawings he drew himself.
Thinking of this, Mu Xiaoji's eyes softened a lot - perhaps, that bamboo house would become his opportunity to get the little monster back?
He retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Chengyu again, silently saying in his heart: Little Monster, when mommy gets better, I will take you to see our new home, okay?