After the surgery, none of the research and surgery team doctors went home to rest. Instead, they remained on standby in the hospital, ready to face emergencies.
Due to what happened on New Year's Eve, no one could relax on New Year's Day.
Muchen kept a close watch on Ziyue and was not in the condition to care about anything else. Meanwhile, the ever-competent Chuan arranged for the staff in Lumiere Jade House to send food to the doctors and nurses on standby in the hospital.
Lumiere Jade House was a landmark building in Yunzhou City. It had top-class chefs in its restaurant.
Ziyue's recurring condition overwhelmed the doctors and nurses. They were exhausted, but the food was delicious, so they ate a lot despite being tired.
Chuan had worked for Muchen for many years and was influenced by Muchen's habits. Thus, he also placed great importance on the New Year celebration.
After exchanging kind words with the doctors, he brought food and searched for Muchen.
He stood outside the ward and saw Muchen and his son keeping watch before Ziyue's bed. His throat tightened, and he almost shed tears at the pitiful sight. However, he gulped and forcefully calmed his emotions.
Zixi was affected by Muchen's mood and did not have much appetite.
Chuan was worried and brought him a bowl of soup. "Would you like some soup?"
Zixi shook his head and pursed his lips. Suddenly, he moved close to Chuan's ear and whispered, "Mr. Nan, why does my mother keep sleeping?"
Chuan considered for a while before answering, "It's because she is tired and needs rest."
Zixi looked down and asked, "But why did Daddy cry?"
He sensed the adults were lying to him. Previously, he had seen how red Muchen's eyes were. Although Muchen did not cry before him, Zixi knew he must have hidden somewhere and cried.
He must have cried. That's why his eyes were red.
Chuan did not know what to say. Zixi continued, "When Daddy cries, it makes me want to cry too."
He rubbed his face with his chubby hands as he said that.
Chuan held his tiny hand and searched for a packet of wet tissue in his pocket. He pulled out a wet tissue and wiped Zixi's face.
Everyone was busy recently. Although they all wanted to help take care of Zixi, none had ever been a parent, so naturally, they might inevitably miss out on something.
However, Zixi never threw a tantrum and was a good kid.
"Don't worry. Your father is only feeling unwell. He will be fine once your mother wakes up from her sleep." Chuan was unsure how to comfort a child and tried to make it simple for him to understand.
Zixi nodded and seemed to understand.
Chuan patted his head and offered him the soup again. "Can you eat a bit more?"
He was worried because Zixi ate too little.
Zixi forced himself to finish half a bowl of soup before going to Muchen to accompany him.
…
Ziyue's condition was worrying.
Muchen remained by her bed the whole night and watched her closely. He did not sleep a wink.
Zixi tried to stay up with him but fell asleep at midnight. Seeing that, Muchen carried him to the couch.
As the sky brightened, Ziyue's condition turned for the worse.
Xiyi and a team of doctors rushed her into urgent surgery.
However, Xiyi suddenly left the operating room in the middle of surgery.
Muchen heard the door open and looked up at Xiyi.
Xiyi had a solemn expression, prompting Muchen to narrow his eyes.
Muchen opened his mouth to say something but could not make a sound.
Xiyi did not take off his surgical mask. He said, "Do you want to see her for the final time?"
"What… do you mean?" Muchen's throat felt dry, as if it was filled with sand. His voice was so hoarse that it sounded scary.
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