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However, sometimes this feeling can bring comfort and laziness, making one unwilling to put in effort and strive.
After lunch, Jiang Liuying and Mosen each rested in their own rooms.
Around one-thirty, Jiang Liuying, still in a daze, heard faint groans coming from Mosen's room.
At first, she didn't pay much attention. She was half asleep and didn't want to get up. After calling out to Mosen without receiving a response, she continued to doze off.
After a while, the groaning grew louder and woke her up. She also heard Mosen calling for his wife.
Only then did Jiang Liuying get up, still feeling groggy. She walked to Mosen's door, rubbing her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong? Puppy?"
Rubbing her eyes, she didn't hear Mosen's reply; instead, the groans became even more pronounced and sounded painful.
Her sleepiness was suddenly shaken off by his slightly alarming and exaggerated sounds and expressions. After standing at the door for a moment, she hurriedly rushed towards Mosen, who was lying on the bed curled up and rolling around.
"Mosen, what's wrong?" His forehead was covered in sweat, his face pale, and his body trembling.
"My stomach hurts so much." Mosen looked at Jiang Liuying with sorrowful eyes, lacking his usual vitality.
"Stomach pain?" Hearing that it was just stomach pain, Jiang Liuying felt somewhat relieved. "Did you eat something bad earlier?" As she spoke, she helped Mosen sit up and propped him against the headboard with a pillow.
"Where does it hurt?" She sat beside the bed, allowing him to lean against her.
Mosen pressed his fingers hard on a spot on his stomach. "Here."
Jiang Liuying let go of him and squatted in front of the bed, using her hands to knead the area where he was pressing. However, as soon as she applied a little pressure, he cried out in pain.
At first, Jiang Liuying thought it was just a case of indigestion since he wasn't experiencing diarrhea. After giving him a glass of water to drink, the pain showed no signs of easing; beads of sweat streamed down his forehead.
Later, seeing that the pain persisted without relief, Jiang Liuying took him to the hospital.
It turned out to be appendicitis! The doctor determined that it would be best for him to be hospitalized for surgery to remove the appendix.
Upon hearing about hospitalization, both Mosen and Jiang Liuying were frightened; after all, they were still students. Being young, they had never imagined themselves connected to the idea of being hospitalized. When they heard that removing the appendix required cutting open the abdomen, both Mosen and Jiang Liuying stared at the doctor in disbelief, unsure of what to do.
"Can't I just take medication?" Mosen asked through gritted teeth while enduring the pain.
"Taking medicine is fine, but if it turns into chronic appendicitis, that would be bad. Moreover, judging by how much pain he is in, it seems quite serious; appendicitis can indeed be fatal," the doctor said with a flat expression, as if discussing dinner, quickly writing on his prescription pad without even looking up.
"Will he die?" Jiang Liuying was almost stunned, her brain in a semi-hypoxic state, genuinely frightened.
Mosen was on the verge of fainting from the pain. Without any time to think, Jiang Liuying agreed, "Let's go for surgery." It felt like she was being led to an execution.
The doctor seemed to have been waiting for her to say this. Before she could catch her breath, he handed her the surgery consent form and said, "Go handle the hospitalization procedures."
The doctor remained expressionless.
"Ah!?" Looking at the agonized Mosen, Jiang Liuying felt a bit helpless. The idea of handling hospitalization procedures felt too distant for the young Jiang Liuying.
She hadn't even brought enough money!
As she walked down the corridor, Liuying took out her phone to call Qinglan.
Qinglan was the first and only person Jiang Liuying thought of in times of trouble besides Mosen. Although she was frail, she always exuded a sense of strength that made others feel they could rely on her, like a solid wall. Just having her stand in front of you brought peace of mind; no matter what storms lay ahead, there was nothing to fear.
When Qinglan answered the phone, the usually composed Jiang Liuying was nearly in tears. Although the doctor had told her that an appendectomy was just a minor surgery, it was still surgery. Moreover, both she and Mosen were currently facing financial difficulties; they were just young students after all.
On the other end of the line, Qinglan told Jiang Liuying to go ahead and handle the hospitalization procedures; she would arrive shortly.
After hanging up, Qinglan called Xu Wen. He was also the first and only person she thought of in times of difficulty.
When Qinglan and Xu Wen arrived at the hospital, Jiang Liuying was anxiously pacing in the corridor.
After settling the costs, Mosen entered the operating room. Jiang Liuying sat outside in the corridor with Qinglan and Xu Wen, waiting.
Liuying's face showed signs of anxiety and unease while Qinglan and Xu Wen tried to comfort her. At that moment, a doctor approached them and said, "We need a family member to sign for the surgery; who will sign?"
"Sign what?" Liuying asked blankly as she looked up.
The doctor did not respond but directly handed the consent form to Jiang Liuying.
As Jiang Liuying read it, she kept exclaiming, "What? What?… Doctor, didn't you say it was a minor surgery? How can there be so many risks?"
Qinglan and Xu Wen leaned in to look as well. "Any surgery can carry these risks," the doctor replied somewhat curtly and urged them, "Who among you three will sign? We can't proceed with the surgery without a signature." It seemed urgent.
"What? Has Mosen's surgery not started yet?" Jiang Liuying looked at the thick, closed door of the operating room.
Thinking of Mosen still inside, sweating and crying out in pain, Jiang Liuying hurriedly said, "I'll sign, I'll sign." She trembled as she signed.
After signing behind the family member's signature, Jiang Liuying wrote her name.
Only after signing did Jiang Liuying suddenly realize how close she had become to Mosen. His life and death were now entirely in her hands; she could represent him as a family member to sign.
This feeling made her heart tremble.
So it was this simple to go from strangers to family!
The daily care and trivial nagging in their ordinary interactions, weathering a storm together through hardship.
After waiting anxiously outside the operating room for over an hour, Qinglan and the others finally saw Mosen being wheeled out. For the two inexperienced college students, that hour felt like a year.
When Mosen was brought out, Jiang Liuying expected him to be covered in tubes like patients in movies, but it wasn't as terrifying as she imagined. Upon seeing her, Mosen even showed a faint smile.
Sitting by the bedside, Jiang Liuying gazed at him with concern.
"I'm fine," Mosen understood the meaning in her eyes. The usually strong Jiang Liuying was on the verge of tears as she said, "You may be fine, but those of us waiting outside the operating room are worried sick." Mosen smiled sweetly and tried to reach out from under the blanket to hold her hand. She quickly pressed down on the blanket and said, "Don't move."
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