Chapter 442: Memories
Wen Nuan’s heart was burning like a fire. She sat alone on the bench, waiting. She relied on her memories of their past happiness to endure her despair. *Feimo must be okay. He has to be...* If something happened to Feimo, she would never be at peace. She was afraid that she wouldn’t live long either.
She recalled their past happiness alone, closing her eyes and refusing to listen to anything. She didn’t even hear Cheng Anya talking to her. Cheng Anya called out a few times, but Wen Nuan didn’t react. Ye Sanshao held her and shook his head, and Cheng Anya finally stopped talking.
Waiting was agonizing.
Especially waiting for an unknown outcome of life and death. It was even more agonizing.
It was like a knife constantly grinding in your heart, grinding and grinding, refusing to give you a quick stab. This feeling was incredibly desolate and desperate. But the person waiting couldn’t do anything. All they could do was wait, and wait some more.
After a while, Chen Xueru and Tang Shuwen also came. Tang San and Wen Lan also came. Lin Da and his wife also came. They were all Ye Feimo’s family and friends. Everyone was waiting outside the operating room.
Chen Xueru wanted to talk to Wen Nuan, but Wen Nuan didn’t hear her. Everyone fell silent.
The surgery was very slow. To Wen Nuan, a few hours felt like an eternity. She had never known that time could pass so slowly. She wanted to hit her head against the wall and lose consciousness, and when she woke up, someone would tell her that Feimo was safe, that he was okay.
But she was so sober that she couldn’t do anything. She really couldn’t do anything. All she could do was wait, and wait some more. She didn’t even know how long she would have to wait... Her palms were sweating.
After more than three hours, the operating room door suddenly opened. A nurse ran out, her hands covered in blood and her face panicked. Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao suddenly stood up from their chairs and grabbed the nurse, asking what was wrong.
An inexplicable panic gripped their hearts.
The nurse said in a hurry that the patient was bleeding heavily and that she needed to get blood.
Heavy bleeding, bleeding nonstop...
When Cheng Anya heard the nurse, her hands and feet went cold. Wen Nuan was even worse. Her eyes were dull. The fear had made her mind blank. The red blood on the nurse’s hands gave her a sharp pain in her head.
That was Feimo’s blood, Feimo’s blood, Feimo’s blood...
Feimo was in danger. He was in danger. He was fighting against death.
Wen Nuan’s medicine had already fallen to the floor. Her fists were clenched tightly. She prayed in her heart that she would be willing to give up thirty years of her life in exchange for Feimo’s survival. She really was. *God, please take pity on me and hear my request?*
A dizzying pain shot through her head. Wen Nuan suddenly remembered the classic line from Hong Kong dramas.
A doctor in a white coat comes out of the operating room and says to the family helplessly, "I’m sorry, we did everything we could."
That was truly a classic line from Hong Kong dramas. Almost every Hong Kong drama had a scene like that. Wen Nuan was also afraid that those two great men would come out and say to them with a pale face, "I’m sorry, we did everything we could."
In the past, when she and Ye Feimo watched TV shows, they would always laugh and say, "Can’t they use a different line? They could at least say ’my condolences.’ They always use the same line every time. It’s so funny."
Wen Nuan had also said that if she were acting and the doctor came out and said, "I’m sorry, we did everything we could," she would have laughed.
Her words had come true.
She never dreamed that she would be in this situation, not in a TV show or a movie, but in real life. Feimo was in there. She finally realized how naive she had been in the past and how frivolous her attitude toward life and death was.
Chen Xueru sat down and held Wen Nuan’s cold hand. She said gently, "Don’t worry. He’ll be fine. If you’re tired, you can rest on me for a bit."
Wen Nuan shook her head. Chen Xueru sighed. Wen Nuan’s spirit had been tense and hadn’t relaxed at all.
Wen Nuan was more worried about Ye Feimo than anyone else.
The nurse hurried back with a few bags of blood. The operating room door closed again. Everyone’s heart became more tense than ever.
Waiting...
An endless wait.
The surgery lasted ten hours without stopping. It was completely dark outside. Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao didn’t want the Tang family to wait so late. Xiao Nian was still at home. Chen Xueru and Tang Shuwen stayed behind. Tang Si and Wen Lan went back.
Tang Shuwen and Wen Lan’s couple bought some food and drinks for Ye Sanshao, Cheng Anya, and Wen Nuan. No one was in the mood to eat. The food was left on the side. Wen Nuan had been sitting in the same position for ten hours, frozen in the chair, waiting.
She felt like her whole life was just this long.
It was almost midnight when the operating room door finally opened.
Su Man and Bai Ye looked especially tired, but they forced themselves to stay alert. Cheng Anya looked at them with concern, afraid of hearing bad news from them. Ye Sanshao was the most composed. "How is Feimo?"
Bai Ye gave a slight smile. "I said I would give you back a healthy son, and I will. The surgery was more successful than we thought. Tonight is very important. If he can get through tonight safely, there won’t be any major problems."
Wen Nuan heard her heart, which had been in her throat, drop back to its place. A little while later, a nurse pushed Ye Feimo to the intensive care unit. *Tonight...*
As long as he gets through tonight, Feimo will be okay.
"Thank you!" Cheng Anya said, her eyes welling up with tears. There had been little hope that Feimo’s surgery would be successful. They must have gone to great lengths to snatch Feimo back from the Grim Reaper. Cheng Anya was incredibly grateful.
This was the first time Wen Nuan heard Su Man speak. "Don’t be too optimistic. Even if the surgery is successful, he’ll need a few more big surgeries after he wakes up. Otherwise, the chance of recurrence is too high."
They wanted to completely remove the tumors in his body.
Surgical procedures couldn’t help Feimo, but his medicine could.
Everyone had been happy, but when Su Man said that, they became sad again. Bai Ye smiled. "If Feimo can handle this surgery, the next ones will be one hundred percent successful. Don’t worry so much."
Cheng Anya sighed in relief again. "Su Man, don’t scare me!"
"You get scared too easily," Su Man said, joking for the first time. Ye Sanshao told the nurses to arrange for them to rest. After more than ten hours of surgery, even a robot would collapse. They couldn’t leave the hospital yet, who knew if Feimo would have any complications in the middle of the night.
So they were all staying at the hospital for the night.