Wanning's heart was extremely sour. She tried hard to restrain the urge to cry, but her tone was even more sluggish: "Are you afraid of a hundred years?"

Mu Jiunian seemed to have considered her question seriously, then smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of forgetting you."

"What about the baby?"

Wan Ning burst into tears and smiled, stroked her lower abdomen, and said, "Aren't you afraid of forgetting your baby?"

He lowered his head and opposed her forehead. His light tone was filled with deep affection, "There will be no one in the world, it is more important than you."

Wanning's heart trembled violently, she wrapped her hands around his neck and couldn't help but kiss him.

Maybe when he wakes up again after the operation, he will treat her as a stranger. She doesn't know whether she will hear such beautiful love words from him in the future.

Therefore, she kissed him harder, as if she wanted to use up all her enthusiasm and enthusiasm to kiss him.

The next day, Mu Jiunian was pushed into the operating room, and Wanning and Gu Shengqin followed him to the door.

The closed door closed, as if it was isolated from two worlds.

Wan Ning's heart kept lifting up, and her whole body was trembling almost inaudible.

Shu Qing stood beside her and hugged her, constantly comforting her: "It will be fine, it will be fine."

The operation lasted for more than ten hours before it ended.

Wanning hadn't eaten for a whole day, and she couldn't feel hungry. Her eyes stared at the operating room without moving, as if Mu Jiunian would be pushed out from there in the next second.

Finally, the door of the operating room opened and the doctor walked out of it.

Wan Ning immediately went up to meet him and asked in English: "May I ask, is my husband okay?"

“The surgery was successful.”

The doctor took off his mask and smiled and said, "Doctor Mu is very lucky. The tumor condition is much better than we thought in the early stage.

After 24 hours of stable observation room, you can go in and visit.”

Wan Ning cried with joy, and Gu Shengqin asked calmly: "Did the sequelae of the postoperative operation occur?"

The doctor's expression was slightly solemn, and he said, "You have to wait until the patient wakes up to know this."

However, compared to life, these are already secondary, aren’t they?”

Although Gu Shengqin and others did not want Mu Jiunian to lose his memory, the doctor's words made sense.

Shu Qing brought the bread and milk to Wan Ning and said, "Sister Wan Ning, let's have something to eat.

The doctor said just now that the operation was very successful.

You have to eat something first so that you can take care of Dr. Mu tomorrow.”

Gu Shengqin also advised: "That is, in the future, there are many places that need you, so you can't destroy your body first."

Under their persuasion, Wan Ning ate a few bites perfunctorily, but was still waiting outside the operating room anxiously.

...It was already the next morning when Mu Jiunian woke up with full anesthesia.

The windows of the ward are bright and clean, reflecting the red flowers and green willows outside, and the birds chirping on the branches, a scene of spring and reviving all things.

He opened his eyes, and Wan Ning looked happy, "Are you awake?"

After a moment of stuttering, Wan Ning felt a little disappointed. Qiqiai Ai asked, "Do you... remember who I am?"

"Wanning."

Mu Jiunian was very weak after total anesthesia, so he still stretched out his hand and wanted to hold her hand.

Wan Ning was extremely surprised. She immediately put her hand in his palm, and tears flowed down without warning, "That's great, you still remember me."

After a long time, you still remember me."

"Yes, I still remember you."

Mu Jiunian smiled slightly, so warm, but a tear also spilled out of the corners of his eyes.

He didn't know how to thank God for letting him live with flesh and blood, and could still remember the woman he loved the most.

...Although the operation was very successful, Mu Jiunian knew that his tumor was malignant and might recur, and perhaps the prognosis after the operation would be very poor.

But the doctor brought good news. His team developed a new targeted drug that can effectively target his tumor immunotyping.

Mu Jiunian was included in the scope of clinical drug trials.

Wan Ning originally disagreed, after all, this was a clinical trial, and the consent form they signed stated that they were at their own risk.

But Mu Jiunian calmly picked up the pen and prepared to sign his name.

Wan Ning immediately stopped him and said, "After a long time ago, let's consider it again. Don't make decisions so hasty, okay?"

Mu Jiunian kissed the back of her hand and said, "I am a doctor. I have done many clinical trials before, and these consent forms are basically written like this.

Besides, if you don’t try it, maybe the tumor will recur soon.”

Wan Ning was extremely confused, her eyes were red, but she was afraid that if he signed this, he would have any risks because of the experiment.

As if I knew her worries, Mu Jiunian said: "Wanning, I used to think that as long as I arrange you and my baby, I will give you a life of food and clothing in the future. No matter whether I am alive or not, I can do it.

But now, I want to be alive, I want to be with you, I want to grow up with my baby, do you understand?"

This operation gave Mu Jiunian too much confidence, especially after the operation, he remembered Wan Ning, which made him rekindle his desire and expectation for life.

In this way, he signed his name on the clinical trial consent form.

But what he said just now made Wan Ning feel extremely at ease and at ease.
Chapter completed!