Cheng Zheng didn't have a manual on dating, and he knew nothing about wooing girls. He wasn't like Hong Hao, who could do it at will. Of course, he wasn't Cheng Song either.
If possible, Cheng Zheng wanted to always stand by Fang Yan's side. No matter how difficult the problem was. If he wanted to be the main character in the story, he might as well start now.
At ten o'clock the next morning, Cheng Zheng came to inform Fang Yan that she could visit.
"Director Cheng." Qi You had also heard about this from Fang Yan and was very grateful to Cheng Zheng.
Cheng Zheng nodded slightly. "If you want, you can also accompany Fang Yan. However, the number of visitors is limited. You can't enter the intensive care unit."
Qi You said, "It's okay. I'll wait for Yanyan outside."
In the intensive care unit, the precise and cold equipment was operating non-stop. Most of the patients here were unconscious most of the time. The more serious ones were moaning heavily between their breaths. Fang Yan was very resistant to this oppressive environment and subconsciously took a step towards Cheng Zheng.
Jiang Lan's hospital bed was in the innermost area. Her body was wrapped in tubes of various colors, but she was awake. Her eyes were open as she smiled at Fang Yan.
Her eyes were filled with endless love.
Fang Yan leaned over and pressed her face against her grandmother's. "Grandma."
"Yes?"
"I haven't tried your cooking yet."
"Oh? That's right." The old lady widened her eyes and pretended to be surprised. Then, she started to scold Fang Yan. "That's what happens when you had to go so far away, and you didn't bring an old woman like me along. Now you want to eat my food? You'll have to really ask nicely."
"Yes, I beg you to get better quickly. When the time comes, I'll cook for you. What do you think? I'm an expert in the kitchen now…" Fang Yan said as she suppressed the tears that were about to flow out.
An ear-piercing report suddenly sounded.
Doctor Yao immediately felt that something was wrong. "The blood oxygen has decreased! Director Cheng?"
Cheng Zheng stared at the instrument table. The other indicators were still within the normal range. What was going on?
Xiao Song pulled Fang Yan over. "Sister Fang Yan, you have to go out first!"
Fang Yan cried and begged, "No! I want to stay by Grandma's side! Let me accompany her! Cheng Zheng? Director Cheng?"
Cheng Zheng turned around and held her arm. "Be good, Fang Yan! For Grandmother's sake, go out and wait. Qi You is also outside. She's very worried about you."
Seeing that Fang Yan's rationality was gradually returning, Cheng Zheng let Xiao Song take Fang Yan away.
Qi You accompanied Fang Yan outside the intensive care unit.
At noon, Liu Min brought lunch boxes to the two of them, but neither of them was in the mood to eat.
The rescue continued until the sun set.
The first to come out was Doctor Little Song.
"Sister Fang Yan, Grandma is out of danger. Master asked me to come out and tell you first. Don't worry."
Fang Yan stood up. "Does that mean she's fine? Where's Director Cheng?"
"He's fine for the time being." Xiao Song did not know how to explain this to Fang Yan. She only said that Cheng Zheng would only come out after a while.
"Then we'll wait for him." Qi You knew that he could not convince Fang Yan, so he let Xiao Song leave first.
Cheng Zheng was the last to come out. As he expected, Fang Yan did not leave.
"How is it?" Fang Yan immediately rushed over and asked.
Cheng Zheng took off his wet mask and said gently, "It's fine now. Didn't you see Xiao Song?"
Fang Yan first shook her head, thought for a moment, then nodded lightly. "What happened? Is it very serious?"
Cheng Zheng: "There was a slight hemorrhage in the skull. It's been stopped."
Fang Yan took a deep breath and exhaled. "Will there be any possibility of bleeding again?"
Cheng Zheng: "Yes."
Fang Yan: "Can we operate now?"
Cheng Zheng: "There's only a 20% chance. I don't approve."
"Cheng Zheng!" Fang Yan's eyes instantly turned red. She tried her best to catch her breath, but she could not stop the tears from falling. "You promised me yesterday that you could do it! You can't go back on your word!"
"Yanyan…" Qi You hugged Fang Yan's shoulder and looked at Cheng Zheng apologetically.
Cheng Zheng shook his head to indicate that it was alright.
"Fang Yan, I always keep my word. I don't approve of the surgery, but if you insist, I will definitely be the chief surgeon on the operating table."
"Director Cheng?" Qi You was surprised.
Someone in Qi You's family studied medicine. Of course, she knew how dangerous such words were for a doctor. At this critical moment, Qi You suddenly thought of another question: Was Cheng Zheng really just a fan of Fang Yan?