Chapter 2515: Keeping Vigil Day and Night

After being hospitalized for a week, I was basically healed and discharged.

I’m eager to return to clinical studies, very afraid of falling behind my peers. Medical students are famously competitive.

On the way, I received a call from my childhood friend.

Wu Lixuan complained about her boyfriend regarding this matter: "He only told me after you were discharged. Just when I happened to be on a business trip and didn’t visit your hospital, so I was unaware. What was he thinking? Shouldn’t he have told me earlier? I could have kept it from my godmother to avoid worrying the elders."

"Doctor Yin just didn’t want you to worry. Besides, it’s just a minor injury for me, I wouldn’t have needed hospitalization originally." Xie Wanying reassured her friend’s emotions.

Wu Lixuan continued to be upset, since her childhood friend was heading to Shou’er, she decided she would visit her friend there.

It just so happened that the current night shift cycle hadn’t ended. Xie Wanying arrived at Shou’er ER, being away for a week felt like a long enough time to be missed.

Seeing her, Doctor Tian hurriedly rushed over, grabbed her hand and greeted: "I heard you were injured and wanted to visit you at Guoxie. It seems your attending physician didn’t allow visitors, Director Cao said your injuries weren’t severe and advised you to recuperate well without disturbances, so we waited for your return. How are you feeling now, does the wound hurt?"

"No pain, almost healed." Once the hematoma was drained, it naturally healed quickly, Xie Wanying thanked Teacher Tian for his concern.

The ER is busy, Teacher Tian chatted a few words with her before being called away by a nurse. Her classmates Student Zhang and Student Zhao, working with Teacher Tian, were too busy to notice her return to work.

Because she returned early, it was still too early to wait in the surgical clinic for people. Taking advantage of this gap, Xie Wanying walked to PICU, wanting to check on Zhu Xing’s condition.

The entrance of PICU, as usual, had many parents waiting there, day and night hoping their children would leave this place that seemed like Ghost Gate soon. Among them, Mother Zhuxing was sitting on a long bench outside, her appearance not only haggard but with dark circles around her eyes, clearly having not slept well for many days due to worrying about her son.

For these children’s parents, any slight disturbance at this moment could possibly destroy their fragile mental support.

"Are you still waiting here, Mother Zhuxing?" A woman approached, seemingly familiar with Mother Zhuxing, greeted her.

Mother Zhuxing frowned slightly after seeing who spoke, clearly not wanting to talk with this person, and replied coldly: "Mother Xiaohui."

Mother Xiaohui acted as if she didn’t notice the other’s expression, sat next to Mother Zhuxing, and asked: "How was Zhu Xing today?"

"Pretty good. I saw his spirits have improved a lot today." As Mother Zhuxing praised her child’s improvement, the fatigue in her tone remained undiminished. As long as the child couldn’t leave here, the brief good news could anytime turn bad again, which is typical for children entering PICU.

"Really? But today I saw he seemed quite pale, he’s next to the bed our Xiaohui sleeps on, right, Mother Zhuxing?"

Mother Zhuxing’s gaze became heavy, as if holding in a breath, clearly not liking talking to this person, unsure of her intentions saying these things. Generally, if someone cared about her son, they’d praise him getting better rather than saying otherwise.

Mother Xiaohui, regardless, continued on her own: "I heard Dr. Mu said that if there’s a heart available, they’ll prioritize our Xiaohui for the transplant, so no need to worry."