I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

After entering the hospital, Aunt Gulistan was quickly sent to the operating room.

The female doctor originally proposed to send the fat aunt to her hospital, but the Uyghur elderly naturally carried the insistence that "public hospitals are more secure" in their minds, so they finally went to the X City People's Hospital.

Not long after the operation started, the doctor suddenly walked out of the operating room and said that the patient's heartbeat was abnormal, and it seemed to have symptoms of myocardial ischemia. The operation was dangerous, and asked the patient's family whether they would like to continue the operation.

Previously, Chen Xiwen had given the Uighur elderly and Chen Mu science along the way, cutting the appendix was the simplest minor operation, so they were optimistic about the fat aunt’s condition. Now when the doctor said that, it was a little bit suddenly. At a loss, they couldn't help turning their heads to look at the female doctor.

The female doctor stayed for a while, and quickly asked the doctor a few words. Anyway, they were talking black words between their doctors. Chen Mu and the Uighur elderly did not understand either. Finally, the female doctor turned her head and said to the Uighur elderly. : "Uncle Aizimaiti, although this operation is dangerous, it is still within a controllable range. I think this operation should be completed."

The Uighur old man did not understand medical treatment, but he trusted Chen Xiwen. Hearing Chen Xiwen's words, he immediately agreed and followed the nurse to sign another operation consent form.

When the Uighur old man walked away, Chen Mu whispered to Chen Xiwen: "Tell me honestly, how is Aunt Gulistan's operation? What is the success rate?"

Chen Xiwen thought for a while, and said: "The symptoms of myocardial ischemia of Aunt Gulistan are not serious. The operation should be no problem. I am afraid that there will be an emergency during the operation and it will be difficult to control."

After a slight pause, she said: "The situation can be big or small, but this is a tertiary hospital. I think I should trust their judgment."

Then... there is still life-threatening.

Chen Mu frowned and wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he saw the Uyghur old man walking back lamely, he could only swallow the question back.

The three people went to the chairs in the waiting room and sat down. Chen Mu took a glass of water and handed it to the Uighur old man: "Uncle Aizmati, don't worry, you drink some water first. Auntie, she should be out soon. "

The Uighur old man took the water and didn't say thank you. He was probably too nervous.

His face was very bad, he looked up at the door of the operating room, and whispered a series of Uighurs softly. Among them, there were a few words similar to "blessing" that were understandable.

Chen Mu and Chen Xiwen didn't know how to comfort them, so they could only sit quietly, expecting good news from the operating room.

After a while, the Uighur old man suddenly said in Chinese: "Aziguli and I are not from the same village. I remember that when I saw her for the first time that year, the militia team from our village went to her village for training... …"

"At that time, Aziguli was the most beautiful girl in their village. She could sing. When she sang, her voice was as good as a lark. She could dance, and when she danced, her body was like As beautiful as a peacock... I fell in love with her the first time I saw her..."

"I tried every way to pursue her and make her like me, because I know that she is the most beautiful and best girl in the world..."

"Later, my leg was lame and I didn't dare to see her. Her parents were unwilling to marry Aziguli to me because I might become a useless person from now on..."

"Just when I was most desperate, Aziguli came to me. She told me that she likes my person and loves my heart. Even if my leg is lame, she still likes me. , Would marry me..."

"I'm not a good man, and I haven't made Aziguli a good life in my life... But in my heart, she is still the most beautiful girl back then..."

The Uyghur old man talked babblingly, as if pouring out to others, but also talking to himself, probably eager to find a way to get rid of the tension in his heart.

Chen Mu and Chen Xiwen listened quietly, and their hearts were sour and soft.

When the old man finished speaking, Chen Xiwen held back his tears and patted the old man's hand comfortingly: "It's okay, Aunt Gulistan must be okay, don't worry."

Chen Mu held the old man's other hand tightly, and said nothing.

The time to wait for the completion of the operation is always the most difficult.

An hour later, the operation was finally completed.

The fat aunt was pushed out, and the doctor announced the success of the operation.

The Uighur old man immediately burst into tears of joy, and hurriedly followed the fat aunt to the ward.

Chen Mu and Chen Xiwen let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at each other, feeling a little bit lucky for the rest of their lives.

Chen Mu sat back on the chair and sighed, "As long as I have experienced this kind of thing once, I don't want to experience it again. It's so worrying."

Chen Xiwen also sat down and said softly: "Although I know that the chance of surgery is very low, I still feel nervous. Maybe this is the reason why care is confused."

The two were silent for a while, breathing slowly.

After a while, Chen Xiwen suddenly spoke again: "Chen Mu, I just heard the story of Uncle Aizmati and Aunt Gu Li, I suddenly felt that I must tell you clearly about one thing."

Chen Mu suddenly had a bad feeling, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chen Xiwen paused, and suddenly said in a very soft voice: "I seem... I like you a little bit."

Chen Mu was stunned and turned his head to look at Chen Xiwen.

Chen Xiwen also turned his head and greeted him bravely with his eyes.

air.

stagnate.

"What's the point?"

"Ok?"

Chen Mu coughed slightly: "How much is a bit? Thirty percent? Forty percent? Or fifty percent?"

"..."

Chen Xiwen has imagined many possibilities, accepting, rejecting, turning and running... but never thought that this person's brain was so peculiar and asked such a weird question, which made her feel a little at a loss , I don't know how to respond.

Chen Mu stood up and walked towards the hospital area unhurriedly.

As he walked, he said lazily: "Like me and like me are two different things. For a normal man, the response given is different. You can think about it before you talk."

Chen Xiwen was stunned again, his little head slowly thought about the difference between "like me" and "like me", and when he finally recollected, he couldn't help but cursed "this bastard" in his heart. , And "this bastard" has gone far, far.

She frowned, got up and ran after her.

For her

Today, no matter what, you must ask clearly.