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The day before the surgery, I went to the mall with Liu Jian to buy some things he would need for the operation. We were both very quiet, not saying a word to each other. After leaving the mall, we went to a restaurant for dinner. It was the first time we had been so silent while eating together.
After dinner, we held hands and took a walk around the neighborhood. This was also the first time we had been so quiet during a walk together. When we got home, we cuddled on the sofa, and neither of us spoke.
“Xiao Wan.”
“Hmm.”
“Do you think I will die?”
“No.”
“What if I die?”
“I won’t let you die.”
“What if I die?”
“Then I will die with you.”
“Xiao Wan.”
“Hmm.”
“Thank you.”
“You're welcome.”
On the day of Liu Jian's surgery, I was very nervous, pacing back and forth at the door of the operating room, my mind in chaos. Liu Jian's attending physician came out and asked me, “Are you a family member of the patient?”
“Yes.”
“The patient's condition is somewhat complicated; we need to discuss it with you.”
"Alright."
The doctor called me into his office and explained Liu Jian's condition in detail. He said that the part removed during surgery needed further pathological examination, and if the results were not ideal, another surgery might be necessary.
After hearing this, I felt a heavy weight in my heart. I asked the doctor, "What will happen if he doesn't have the surgery?"
"If he doesn't have the surgery, he has at most six months to live."
"And if he does have the surgery, how much longer can he live?"
"It's hard to say; it depends on the pathological results after the surgery and the patient's recovery."
"Then... what is the success rate of the surgery?"
"We can't guarantee that; we will do our best."
"What if he dies? What will I do?"
"Well... we will also do our best."
"What... what should I do?"
"We will develop a suitable treatment plan based on the patient's condition; you just need to cooperate with our treatment."
"I... I understand."
After saying goodbye to the doctor, I returned to the door of the operating room, anxiously pacing back and forth.
I am a kind person, and I desperately want him to survive.
We face this illness together, exploring the meaning of life side by side.
We support each other as we search for new directions in life.
His surgery was scheduled for the morning, and I waited anxiously outside the operating room.
I didn't dare check Weibo or watch videos; I was afraid of seeing any bad news.
Liu Jian's father was outside the operating room making a phone call; I recognized his voice.
He seemed a bit awkward while on the phone. I knew he had children at home and must be very busy.
"There are many kids at home; I can't leave right now."
"Yeah, I know, I know. I'll go back as soon as I'm done here."
"Alright, alright, I understand. I will go back as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jian's Father said to me, "Xiao Wan, I'm sorry, but I have an urgent matter to attend to. I need to head back for a bit."
"Uncle, you don't need to worry about me. Please go ahead," I replied.
"Please take care of Liu Jian," he added.
"Uncle, there's no need to be polite. It's what I should do," I assured him.
Once Liu Jian's Father left, I sat alone outside the operating room, feeling tense and anxious. I silently prayed in my heart, hoping that Liu Jian would be safe and sound.
Time ticked by slowly; each passing second felt like an eternity.
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