“Well, I will definitely take a look when I have time in the future.”
Under Su Shiyu’s comfort, Su Qingyu was not so nervous. Time passed quickly. The door of the operating room opened and Su Qingyu hurriedly greeted him.
“Yuantang, how’s it going?”
Zhou Yuantang took off his gloves and mask and breathed a sigh of relief, “Sister, don’t worry, the operation was a success, and Uncle Su will wake up within today.”
Maybe there have been too many accidents in the past, and Su Qingyu has always been very scared. Fortunately, God has eyes.
Su Qiping seemed to know her worries, and it didn’t take long for her to wake up struggling.
The moment his eyes opened, Su Qingyu felt like she was dreaming. She murmured with her lips: “Dad, Dad, you finally woke up.”
Su Qiping looked at her gently, opened his mouth, and uttered vague syllables: “Little, little fish.”
Zhou Yuantang explained: “Uncle Su’s brain nerve is damaged. Not only is he temporarily unable to move and inarticulate, he will need rehabilitation training for a long time in the future.”
Su Qingyu nodded again and again, “Well, I see, as long as Dad is well, everything is still too late, Yuantang, thank you for your hard work.””
“It’s just a little effort. It doesn’t take much effort. Sister Su is inconvenient for you. It’s up to me to take care of Uncle Su.”
Su Qingyu didn’t be polite to him either, after all, she can’t take care of herself now.
Although Su Qiping was awake, it took a certain amount of time to recover. After lying down for so long, he couldn’t get out of bed right away.
Seeing that he had improved, Su Qingyu was already very happy.
Su Qiping also had a lot to say to her, but she couldn’t tell her clearly, just stared at her hanging right hand, “Hand, your hand.””
Su Qingyu hurriedly hid his hand behind him, “It’s okay, I just suffered a little injury a few days ago, and I’ll be fine soon. Dad, you can recuperate and don’t think about anything else. I will accompany you nowhere.””
Su Qiping didn’t know what had happened to him during the six months he was in a coma, so he continued: “Ting, Ting Chen……”
When he was in the hospital in a car accident before, Su Qingyu always cited Li Tingchen’s busy work as the reason why he couldn’t come to see him. He didn’t know that Su Qingyu and Li Tingchen had long been married.
“Dad, are you thirsty or not, drink some water.”
He just woke up, Su Qingyu didn’t want to be irritated, so he found a reason to change the subject.
It was getting late, Su Qingyu pushed Su Qiping to the beach to watch the sunset with a wheelchair in one hand.
The sea breeze was soft, the waves rolled, and many birds flew back to their nests.
Su Qiping’s face was always filled with a faint smile. Su Qingyu kept chirping in his ear: “Dad, when your hands and feet recover in the future, I will take you around. You said you have worked hard for most of your life, and it’s time to take a good rest.”
“Good.”