597 A Date (1/2)

As the patient's mother, who was sitting by the corridor was weeping loudly, Ling Ran did not leave immediately after the surgery. He was worried that his mood would be ruined if he had to listen to the patient's mother's cries.

He sat beside Su Jiafu in the recovery room. Only when Li Tianhong regained consciousness did he follow the gurney and the other doctors out of the room.

Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin walked alongside Ling Ran. They said as they pushed the gurney, ”The operating theater in the VIP patient building is really horribly designed. There's only one door. Aren't they afraid that people will block the door so that we can't escape and kill us inside?”

”What have you done? Why would anyone want to kill you?” Li Tianhong forced his eyes open and said half-jokingly. Part of him was starting to suspect that these doctors had done things that were so heinous that people want to kill them.

Lu Wenbin shook his head and said, ”There are many reasons for patients nowadays to kill doctors. It's like how it is for the members of the national football team. Don't fans curse you guys all the time?”

”Yeah, I think that we deserve it, though,” Li Tianhong said.

Lu Wenbin froze for a moment and said, ”Wow, you're really self-aware.”

Li Tianhong snorted through his nose and said arduously, ”I've only been in the national football team for five years. In the past, I used to post extremely malicious comments about the members of the national football team too.”

”All right.” After listening to the conversation for a while, Su Jiafu said, ”You should stop talking. You have just undergone a surgery and are still under anesthesia. You should take a good rest. It would be even better if you take a nap.”

It only took a short while for the medical staff members to push Li Tianhong out of the recovery room.

From the perspective of someone sitting in the waiting hall outside, the moment the door of the operating theater opened, Li Tianhong was surrounded by five or six medical staff members as he was pushed out of the operating theater. It was quite a grandiose sight.

When Li Tianhong's mother heard the door being opened, she stopped weeping.

”Tianhong, how are you? Didn't you guys say that the surgery only lasts for one hour?” Li Tianhong's mother seemed like she was a little more than forty years old, and she looked pretty young. Even though her heart was aching as she wiped her tears, she could not help but grumble.

She gave birth to Li Tianhong before she was twenty years old. Up until a few years ago, she had been an influencer on the internet and wore Hanfu to cosplay events as a young wife who was a little over thirty years old. Not only was she very energetic, but she also had a fiery disposition. She was very loud whenever she grumbled or cried.

Su Jiafu cleared his throat and said, ”The surgery lasted for one hour, but as the patient was under anesthetics, he needed time to regain consciousness.

Li Tianhong opened his eyes to glance at his mother and said, ”Mom…”

”Alright, I'll stop grumbling.” Li Tianhong's mother then turned to look at Ling Ran. She blinked and asked, ”Doctor Ling, did the surgery go smoothly? How is it like compared to Liu Weichen's surgery?”

She had no knowledge of any kind of medical index, but from her perspective, Liu Weichen's surgery was obviously a success story.

Before Ling Ran could speak, Huo Congjun quickly said, ”Each patient's condition is different, and such a comparison cannot be made. Liu Weichen's condition is different from that of your son. Ling Ran, just tell her about your patient's condition.”

”Alright,” Ling Ran answered and said, ”the surgery was successful. There wasn't much blood loss, only around 1.8 ounces. We'll see how the recovery goes.”

Patients' family members were setting traps by asking questions after surgeries. According to what Zuo Cidian and Huo Congjun had taught Ling Ran, a surgeon should not make any promises or give any false hopes after a surgery. As surgeons were not allowed to talk about the exact details of surgeries either, there was not much left that they could say.

Li Tianhong's mother was in a daze as she listened to what Ling Ran said. After Ling Ran finished speaking, she asked, ”Can he play football again, then?”

”If no unexpected complications arise, there's a high probability that he'll be able to,” Ling Ran said.

”What kind of unexpected complications can there be?”

Huo Congjun put a foot forward and said, ”Madam Zhang, why don't we speak as we walk? Let's send the patient back to the ward first.”

Huo Congjun then gestured to everyone to start pushing the gurney. He said as he walked, ”It's very difficult to predict whether there will be any unexpected complications. In Li Tianghong's case, as long as he carries out the necessary rehabilitation exercises properly, recovery will be quick. After resting for a while, walking and running won't be a problem. Naturally, he'll also be able to play football. But you see, even footballers who have never been injured might rupture their Achilles tendon on the field. During the rehabilitation process and the recovery period after that, he'll have to pay more attention to his safety.”

”Yes, definitely.” Li Tianhong's mother was convinced by Huo Congjun's words. But in the blink of an eye, her eyes were brimming with tears again. ”Why is Tianhong so unlucky? His career was going so well, but his Achilles tendon decided to break just like that… Sob, sob…”