After An Yimin had been wheeled out of the surgery room and Xun Shaorong had followed away behind him to the ward only did Jiang Yu walk out of the operating theater. She took off her surgical mask, revealing her beautiful face.
Jiang Jingnian handed her a wet towel. “Here.”
“Thank you.”
Jiang Jingnian asked casually, “Why didn’t you want to let them know that you were the one who performed the surgery?”
Jiang Yu replied calmly, “Because I didn’t want to have to explain myself.”
She didn’t want to explain how their daughter, Jiang Yu, which they had watched grow up, had such good medical skills.
Jiang Jingnian didn’t quite understand. “You have a good relationship with him.”
“Sort of.”
Jiang Yu lowered her eyes.
The voice that had sounded in her heart when she first saw An Yimin had disappeared.
When Jiang Yu returned to the ward, Xun Shaorong held her hand excitedly and said, “Yu Yu, the doctor said that Uncle An’s surgery was a huge success. He’s going to get better soon!”
Jiang Yu smiled. “There’s always hope for the best of us.”
“This is great, this is really great! Thank the gods!”
…
That night.
Jiang Yu had a dream.
In the dream, she was dressed in black and attending a funeral.
She wore a black hat and she was wrapped up tightly. She walked through the crowd in a daze. When she looked up, she saw a black and white photo hanging on the wall. It was An Yimin’s face.
She immediately burst into tears and knelt on the ground, losing control of her emotions.
Xun Shaorong rushed over when she heard the sound.
She watched as tears streamed down her face. She did not say a word from the beginning to the end.
Jiang Yu opened her eyes.
She was no longer sleepy. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed. She stood by the window and looked up.
In the night sky, there was a full moon. The moonlight was just right.
…
The next day, when Jiang Yu arrived at the hospital, Xun Shaorong’s face was still beaming with joy.
“Yu Yu, the doctor came to check on Uncle An. He said that Uncle An is in very good and all signs point toward a full recovery.”
Jiang Yu replied, “That’s good.”
“However, when I said that I wanted to thank the doctor for performing the surgery on Uncle An, he said that it wasn’t him but isn’t he in charge of Uncle An? Moreover, his name is written on this patient chart. Why wasn’t he the one who to perform the surgery?”
Xun Shaorong asked curiously, “He said that it was another doctor who performed the surgery and that doctor didn’t want to reveal their name. How could there be a nameless doctor in the hospital? This is really strange. The surgery had gone smoothly so we won’t go looking for trouble with them. Why isn’t the surgeon revealing themselves?”
Jiang Yu tucked An Yimin in. “Maybe he’s keeping a low profile.”
Xun Shaorong mumbled, “That’s the only reason I can think of.”
After saying this, she felt a little embarrassed. “Yu Yu, you came at a bad time. Uncle An just fell asleep…”
“It’s okay. Let him sleep.”
Jiang Yu sat down on a chair at the side of the bed. Xun Shaorong picked up an orange and said, “This orange is very fresh. I’ll peel it for you to try. Your eldest brother sent it over. He just left not long ago.”
Jiang Yu paused. Jiang Chenglang?
“He even came over to apologize to us. Sigh, we don’t hold him responsible for this.”
As she peeled the oranges, Xun Shaorong said, “Actually, he should be considered a victim. It’s must quite troublesome for him to go back to the company and clean up such a huge mess after losing a project.”
“That’s his job, “Jiang Yu said nonchalantly.
She casually picked up a book on the small coffee table in front of her and flipped through it. It was a medical book that Jiang Jingnian had left behind for her. He said that he wanted to show it to her.
Just as he came to mind, Jiang Jingnian walked in.
