Not long after, the door of the operating room opened.
"Doctor, how is my husband?"
Tong Mo immediately rushed forward to ask.
Chenchen and Chongchong were no exception, their eyes filled with worry.
"The patient is not in any life-threatening situation, just needs some time to recuperate," the doctor said.
Then Li Zijue was wheeled into the ward.
Tong Mo quickly followed.
Chenchen also entered the ward with Chongchong.
Tong Mo sat on the chair beside the bed, holding Li Zijue's hand tightly, her gaze seemed glued to him, not leaving for a second.
About an hour later, Li Zijue finally woke up.
"Honey."
Tong Mo's slightly reddened eyes stared at him.
Li Zijue gave her a smile, "Silly, I'm fine."
"Are you hungry? Should I go buy you something to eat?" Tong Mo looked at the man eagerly.
"Not hungry, just..." Li Zijue shook his head, then raised his hand to gesture her to come closer.
???
Tong Mo, puzzled, leaned forward.
"I need to pee. Help me."
