Ai Ting's surgery lasted several hours. After she came out, her hands and two long legs were tied with gauze, and she was very embarrassed.
The reason is the action and reaction of forces. The force acted on the avalanche, and the reaction force acted on the bones throughout her body, causing multiple fractures in her limbs.
The doctor put a lot of effort into installing steel plates on the broken bones and driving in steel nails to fix them. She then had to stay in the hospital for a few weeks and then go home for half a year to rest and heal.
Fortunately, only her limbs were injured, not her face. As a goddess, no matter how limited her divine power is and how reluctant she is to spend it, she must first use it to repair her face.
In contrast to her long black hair, her face looked a little pale. The light green striped hospital gown and her uncomfortable expression of nausea and vomiting just after waking up from anesthesia showed a strange and morbid beauty.
Meng Fei made no secret of his morbid aesthetic tendencies and secretly took photos of his wife with his mobile phone. However, the virtual shutter sound of the camera exposed his behavior.
"Hey, what are you doing? Stop spreading rumors!"
Ai Ting, who was still a little dizzy, seemed to wake up all of a sudden. She is most afraid of her embarrassing appearance being posted on her WeChat Moments.
"It's not passed on. It's just that our dad wants to see your condition."
Meng Fei explained. He has no father in this world, only Ai Ting has a father.
"I can take pictures myself."
"He's afraid that it will be inconvenient for you."
After Ai Yun left office, he began to travel around the world. At this time, he was thousands of miles away and would not be able to come back for a while. Although they could not come in person, they immediately sent greetings with a check.
As for Suzaku, who was half lying on another hospital bed scrolling through her phone, although the doctor said she was fine, she still insisted that she was "seriously injured."
Her real purpose is to look at the future Qingmang Goddess. In the past, she had to protect Qi Mei and Ai Ting at the same time. Now that Qi Mei has fallen to pieces, she only needs to protect Ai Ting.
The recent hospitalization has been very different from the situation when Meng Fei was in Gray Magpie Hospital. At that time, you could enter the hospital wards at will, but now the procedures for entering the hospital are so complicated that it makes people vomit blood.
Because of the epidemic of the virus, not only do you have to check your "identity code" when entering the hospital, but you also need to take a nucleic acid test. Once you enter the ward and become a "companion", you cannot leave at will and can only live in the same ward.
This ward was a special needs ward obtained through Li Mu's relationship. It was quiet and tidy. The walls are a soft, warm orange, with brown-grey blinds.
The two blue hospital beds in the room were higher than ordinary beds and very narrow, leaving no room for him to sleep.
Fortunately, there is also a brown leather sofa. When he wants to sleep, he can make do with a blanket on the sofa.
You can also hire an aunt in the hospital to take care of the injured. But can I carry my wife to the bathroom, feed my wife spoonfuls of food, and help her take a bath?
Of course he would not miss such a good opportunity to show his courtesy.
The food in the hospital is average, but you can still order takeaway rice balls. He ordered Ai Ting's Jiangnan fried rice, which she liked very much, and took a spoonful of it to her mouth.
"Hey, I can eat it myself!"
Ai Ting struggled to resist.
She only had gauze wrapped around the surgical incision and no plaster, so she could move it. But as soon as the wound was sutured, the anesthesia had worn off, and the slightest movement would stretch the wound and cause a heart-piercing pain.
And there was no place to put the plates. It's on the bedside table and out of reach with my left hand.
In the end, it was Meng Fei who held the plate in one hand and the spoon in the other. But Ai Ting may have just woken up from anesthesia, and her stomach was uncomfortable, so she couldn't eat it after two bites.
"You should eat more.
“Not eating when you should eat will cause damage to the gastric mucosa.
"How about I order you another millet porridge?"
"Don't bother, it doesn't matter what you eat.
"Not to mention porridge, even drinking water makes me want to vomit."
In her exhaustion, Ai Ting stopped him from doing more things.
Meng Fei took the opportunity to put the spoon into his wife's mouth again.
The good thing about Ai Ting is that she is able to accept the persuasion of scientific principles no matter how unwilling she is in her heart. In order to prevent her stomach from not eating, she forced herself to eat.
"Hey, where's my food?"
Another woman who was half lying on another hospital bed slapped the edge of the bed and shouted.
Although she claimed to be "seriously injured," she refused to wear a hospital gown.
A fiery red silk shirt tightly wrapped Suzaku's convex and concave figure, and matched with the dark red hair, the whole person was like a rose nestled in the snow.
She lost track of time while playing with her phone, and her stomach growled with hunger before she remembered that it was time to eat.
When she raised her head to look for food, she saw the couple in the next bed feeding them warmly, and she couldn't help but feel angry.
"Where's mine? Where's mine?"
"Don't worry, it will be delivered soon."
While Meng Fei continued to feed his wife, he checked the rice balls on his phone without any delay.
"The delivery boy is still two hundred meters away from here."
Because the two people have different tastes, he ordered dinner at two restaurants separately.
"Why is my delivery so slow?"
Suzaku lay half-lying and looked towards them, his eyes full of resentment.
"Don't you like eating Chiwu cuisine?"
Meng Fei spooned a spoonful of fried rice soup to Ai Ting and explained to Suzaku.
"The nearest Chiwu restaurant is also five kilometers away. It's so far!"
"oh."
Suzaku's eyes turned to the ceiling with satisfaction.
"oh?"
Ai Ting swallowed the soup and suddenly asked meaningfully:
"You actually know what she likes to eat?"
Meng Fei couldn't hide his panic, but decided to explain it with facts:
"On the plane to Rongdu, I ate this person's lunch. She asked me to make up for her meal, and she chose a Chiwu restaurant near the airport. I made a guess based on this."
The "empty meals" on the Polaris are similar.
But Meng Fei suspected that Suzaku didn't like eating Chiwu cuisine at all. She simply likes to eat raw fish that is uncooked and has a fishy smell!
"What? Did you eat her leftover lunch box? And eat Japanese food together?"
Ai Ting didn't know what picture came up in her mind, and she almost sat up in pain.
"No no no."
Meng Fei quickly stuffed her with another mouthful of rice and explained further.
“She didn’t even open the lunch box on the plane, it wasn’t leftovers from her.
"Later, she was the only one eating Chiwu cuisine. I didn't eat anything and just paid the bill."
In the rush, Meng Fei's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and put it on the bedside table, then pressed speakerphone directly so that he could continue to feed his wife without affecting it.
"Xiao Meng."
The magnetic greeting from the leader rang out on the phone.
"Are Xiao Ai and Xiao Zhu okay?"
"I just finished the operation and I can't move much yet. But the operation was successful."
In order to calm down the inexplicable trouble, Meng Fei decisively ignored "Xiao Zhu".
"Well, that's good. I have something to explain to you."
"What's up?"
Meng Fei had a bad omen in his mind.
