1776: C1776 He Cried like a Little Wife

C1776 He Cried like a Little Wife

When Nangong Yue heard the madame's words, although she felt reassured, she was still very anxious.

He could not stand, and only by walking back and forth could he reduce his anxiety.

Time passed minute by minute.

Three hours later, the old Godly Doctor came out of the operating theater.

However, after he came out, he closed the door of the operating theater.

Seeing Nangong Yue rush over and almost bump into him, the old Godly Doctor helplessly and tiredly hammered his waist.

"I'm getting old, so I need to come out to replenish some energy. You should stay away from the operating theater first. Don't be in such a hurry. The acupuncture time is very long. Come with me to eat something."

Nangong Yue anxiously asked, "How is my wife? How long more acupuncture?"

"She's in good condition. As for how long she will need to undergo acupuncture, that will depend on how long she will need to wake up."

After a short pause, seeing that Nangong Yue still wanted to ask, the old Godly Doctor said. :

"If you continue asking, I will have to collect money. This time, it is on my disciple's account. Otherwise, I will have to charge at least a few million for such troublesome acupuncture."

Even if Nangong Yue had to pay, she still had to chase after him and ask him about it.

She asked him so much that even the old Godly Doctor couldn't eat a stable meal.

In the end, the old Godly Doctor sighed and said, "Why does my disciple always have feelings for him?"

Then, he said, "If you continue asking, will I still be able to enter the operating theater?"

Only then did Nangong Yue shut her mouth and accompany the old Godly Doctor to eat something. Then, she watched the old Godly Doctor enter the operating theater.

This time, she stayed inside for even longer, five hours.

However, when she opened the door again, it was an apprentice alchemist. He said with a smile, "Mr. Nangong, your wife has woken up. Come in and talk to her!"

Nangong Yue immediately looked over in pleasant surprise. Her eyes turned red, and she was about to cry from joy.

His movements were somewhat stiff, but he quickly passed the apprentice alchemist and walked in.

On the operating table, the cotton was almost completely naked. Only her chest and waist were wrapped in a white cloth, and the rest of her body was covered with needles.

That scene gave Nangong Yue a fright.

But when he saw that his originally tightly shut eyes were open, he wanted to cry again.

He strode forward with big steps and stuck his head out, meeting Hua Mian's gaze.

"Cotton Flower!"

"Nangong...!!" Flower Cotton's red lips moved as she struggled to speak, "Moon..."

"Mm, it's me. You really woke up. That's great, you finally woke up..."

As she spoke, Nangong Yue's tears started to fall. She couldn't even wipe them away. She loved to cry even more than a woman.

"Crying bag..."

The corners of Hua Mian's lips curled up as he lightly spat out two words.

Nangong Yue didn't want to cry. She felt that this was too embarrassing.1

However, he couldn't help but cry. These tears flowed out as if they were going against him.

"Why is a man crying like a little wife?"

The old Godly Doctor curled his lips in disdain.

Nangong Yue choked and said, "I can't help it. I just feel so happy. I'm so happy that I want to cry."

The old Godly Doctor shook his head helplessly and started to remove the needles.

"The next half a month is the recovery period. Make a wheelchair for your wife so that she can sit first. When her hands and feet recover, she can stand and walk like an ordinary person."

"But remember, although your wife's heart has been treated in time. But at that time, she indeed lost too much blood, so it was easy for her to lack blood supply later on. Don't let her do things that are too tiring normally. It would be best if she went for a checkup every year. Eat more food that's beneficial to the heart."

The old Godly Doctor explained as he pulled out the needles.

Nangong Yue wrote it down seriously. She was afraid that she would not be able to remember it, so she took out her phone and recorded what the old Godly Doctor said.

"Yue, thank you..."

Cotton Flower on the operating table said gently and weakly. Tears slowly trickled down the corners of her eyes.

[I'm touched. Those who have ambition will eventually succeed. Those who have a lover will also be married!]

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