Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 672

As soon as He Jinxuan entered the hospital, he was running back and forth. Just as he returned from paying the fee, he heard a young nurse asking, "Has Mei Minyi’s fee been paid?"

He Jinxuan quickly walked a few steps: "It’s paid."

Only seeing the payment slip in his hand did the young nurse turn and go back to the operating room.

Watching the nurse go in, He Jinxuan finally pulled Xinyan’s hand: "Don’t worry, it’ll be okay."

Xinyan kept staring at the door of the operating room: "It’s all my fault, I noticed something was off this morning but believed what she said."

On the way here, Xinyan had already shared her suspicions with He Jinxuan, and he pulled her into his arms: "Don’t blame yourself. The doctor said it was timely enough when brought in, it’ll be okay."

The doctor had previously mentioned that elderly people are slower to react to discomfort, and often when patients arrive at the hospital, their pathological changes are more severe than their clinical symptoms. Thankfully, Xinyan understood medicine and brought her in time, otherwise the result would be necrosis or perforation.

Realizing that Xinyan probably hadn’t eaten yet, he first settled her on the bench outside the operating room: "Yanyan, I’m going to make a call, I’ll be right back."

Xinyan’s gaze remained fixed on the operating room door: "Okay."

She was still a bit worried, after all, Granny Zhang was elderly.

Seeing her like this, He Jinxuan was a bit uneasy but had to make arrangements first.

So he left at a fast pace, though such situations aren’t unusual in a hospital.

When he returned, he was carrying food and an enamel mug: "Yanyan, have something to eat."

Xinyan shook her head: "I’m not hungry."

He Jinxuan placed the items aside: "If you get upset, Granny Zhang will feel bad, and I’ll feel bad too. Be good, eat, and Granny Zhang should be out by then."

Xinyan thought about it. If Granny Zhang knew she was waiting with an empty stomach outside the operating room, she would feel guilty, so she looked at the food He Jinxuan brought back.

Braised beef and scallion butter pastry.

He handed her the damp towel atop the enamel mug: "Wipe your hands."

Then he handed her a pair of chopsticks: "It’s too cold today, the cold dishes are too cold, and the hot dishes would take time. I bought some braised beef."

Xinyan ate half a pastry and a few pieces of beef but couldn’t eat anymore.

He Jinxuan accepted the remaining half pastry from her, planning to eat it later, but first handed her the enamel mug: "Be careful, it’s still a bit hot."

Xinyan opened the lid, a rich aromatic malted milk smell wafted out. She couldn’t help but ask: "Where’s this from?"

He Jinxuan didn’t hide it: "I bought the enamel mug and malted milk from the store opposite the hospital. I asked the nurse for hot water and temporarily stored the malted milk there."

After explaining, he added: "Drinking something hot is good for the stomach."

Xinyan felt warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Jinxuan."

He Jinxuan understood what she meant but still said: "Isn’t this what I’m supposed to do? Why thank me?"

Xinyan didn’t refute him, she just kept all this in her heart, sipping the malted milk from the enamel mug.

But after a few sips, she handed it to He Jinxuan: "I can’t drink anymore."

He Jinxuan knew she was preoccupied, and eating what she did was already quite good, so he gulped down a few mouthfuls.

After waiting a while longer, the operating room door opened.

The two of them immediately stood up and ran over: "Doctor, how’s the situation?"