Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 268: Wen Li was pushed out of the operating room; Lu Xixiao: "Even if she dies, I will

In the ward, Wen Ming was still unconscious after the operation.

Wen Baixiang sat dejectedly in front of the bed, his eyes filled with deep despair, and he didn't look like a chairman at all.

Calls from the company and home came one after another, but Wen Baixiang turned a deaf ear to them. There was no need to answer them, and there was no need to struggle anymore. There was no possibility of survival. Not only the company, but they might also have to pay with their lives. If something really happened to the child, no one in the Wen family would escape.

Wen Baixiang waited for Lu Xixiao's judgment with a deathly pale face.

He couldn't help but look back on the first half of his life, where he had built up his company bit by bit. He could be said to be satisfied with and successful in his career achievements. But today, all his efforts and achievements had come to nothing. In order to change his luck, he even cruelly abandoned his own daughter. As a result, he had been busy for half his life, but in the end he had nothing.

If all this was ruined by Wen Li, he would have nothing to say, but it all ended up being ruined by Wen Yan.

And it was completely destroyed.

The one who has been with him the longest, the one who is closest to him even though she is not his biological daughter, the one who meets the image of a perfect daughter in every aspect, the blessed daughter for whom he exchanged his biological daughter.

This was undoubtedly the biggest blow and mockery to him.

The blessed daughter he mentioned was not only an ungrateful person who bit back at him, but also did everything she could to drag her entire family into hell, making his first half of life a waste and a joke. She not only ruined his career, but also his entire family.

Whether this was a joke played by God on him or a punishment from fate, it was ultimately his own fault.

Today's situation was caused by him alone.

Perhaps he couldn't accept such an outcome or couldn't bear such a blow, but Wen Baixiang's expression on the chair suddenly twisted in pain, his face flushed and he had difficulty breathing. The muscles in his limbs were cramping and stiff. He wanted to stand up and call for help but couldn't. He opened his mouth but couldn't even make a sound.

After the instinctive panic, he seemed to have given up struggling.

He just looked at Wen Ming lying on the hospital bed with concern.

He didn't ask for anything now, he only asked Lu Xixiao to spare Wen Ming's life because he had blocked the bullet for the child and was willing to save the child, and also Wen Li...

Wen Baixiang, convulsing all over, fell off his chair.

Outside the operating room, a man and a dog waited quietly.

The lights are glaring, and the overly bright environment makes people anxious.

The operation was not very smooth, Wen Li's condition was extremely dangerous, and an accident occurred in the middle of the operation. Fortunately, Lu Yu and his team had repeatedly simulated and practiced various accidents that might occur during the operation over the past year, and had prepared more than one response plan for each possible accident. Lu Yu and his team were fully prepared, and their one year of hard work was not in vain. They easily overcame the danger.

Successfully removed the time bomb from Wen Li's brain.

The moment the shrapnel was removed from Wen Li's brain, Lu Yu's hand, which had been steady for seven hours, trembled slightly with excitement.

My eyes hurt from long hours of high-intensity work.

Lu Yu could only half-close his eyes to look at the shrapnel the size of a baby's fingernail was clamped between the tweezers.

It was such a small thing that tormented Wen Li for more than a year.

Keep it for Wen Li.

She might want to take a look.

Maybe I'll keep it as a souvenir.

Lu Yu couldn't help but smile.

"Leave the rest to me. Doctor Lu, you take a rest."

"No, I can."

Lu Yu put down the tweezers in his hand and continued with the follow-up work.

An hour later, everything was finally over. Lu Yu closed his tired eyes, and physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The lights in the operating room, which had been on for eight hours, finally went out.

Lu Xixiao stared nervously at the closed door in front of him.

The black general who was squatting on the ground also stood up.

The door opened.

Wen Li was pushed out.

Lu Xixiao walked forward with stiff hands and feet, and was surprised to see Wen Li on the operating cart with his eyes closed, his head wrapped in gauze, tubes inserted all over his body, and a ventilator on.

Is this... a craniotomy?

"...How is she?"

Lu Xixiao quickly looked at Lu Yu and asked in a hoarse voice.

Lu Yu was a little surprised that Lu Xixiao had been waiting outside.

Lu Yu could roughly guess how much Lu Xixiao liked Wen Li from his current appearance, but Lu Yu didn't care too much about Lu Xixiao's feelings for him. After all, there were too many people who liked Wen Li.

There are people who are no worse than him, Lu Xixiao.

So Lu Yu didn't think Lu Xixiao could succeed.

Lu Yu: "The operation was successful. After 48 hours, if the condition stabilizes, he can be transferred out of the intensive care unit. Then he will be fine."

Perhaps the huge rock that had been weighing on his heart for a year had finally fallen off his chest, and Lu Yu was in a good mood. Although his tone was not very friendly, he no longer had the previous hostility towards Lu Xixiao.

If Lu Yu knew that it was the man in front of him who made Wen Li become what she is now, the compassionate doctor Lu might insert his life-saving scalpel into Lu Xixiao and then twist it twice.

The moment Lu Xixiao heard that Wen Li was fine, he felt like he was reborn. Fortunately, fate showed mercy to him this time.

He subconsciously wanted to ask Wen Li what was wrong.

Thinking of Lu Yu's reminder, he had no choice but to give up.

Besides, Lu Yu wouldn't tell him.

Late at night, the whole floor was quiet. Lu Xixiao stood outside the intensive care unit, looking at Wen Li inside through the transparent glass. In the intensive care unit to his left was Lu Jingyuan.

After two consecutive operations and more than ten hours of mental torture, Lu Xixiao's tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Lu Xicheng wanted Lu Xixiao to go and have a rest and eat something, but Lu Xixiao persuaded him to go back.

Lu Xixiao also temporarily handed over the company to his second brother.

Lu Xicheng knew that Lu Xixiao would never leave, and he had no choice but to let him go. He called his two sons and went back.

Lu Zicheng didn't move. He looked at Lu Xixiao, as if he was struggling. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but stepped forward: "...Fifth Uncle, how do you plan to deal with Wen Yan?"

Before Lu Xixiao could react, Lu Xicheng got angry first.

"Lu Zicheng!" He shouted at his son. If this wasn't a hospital, Lu Xicheng would have definitely taken action.

Lu Xixiao slowly looked at Lu Zicheng.

Those bloodshot and sinister eyes frightened Lu Zicheng, and he couldn't help but feel like retreating.

But before Lu Zicheng could regret it.

Lu Xixiao, who saw what Lu Zicheng was thinking, was furious. He grabbed Lu Zicheng's neck with one hand, and quickly brought his men to the intensive care unit next door where Lu Jingyuan was, and pressed Lu Zicheng's head against the glass.

"Open your eyes and take a good look at who's lying in there!" Lu Xixiao was furious, his eyes extremely terrifying. "Wen Yan! I will make her wish she were dead, and even if she dies, I will grind her bones into dust. If you dare to say a word for her today, not only will you no longer be in the Lu family, but I will also make you watch her suffer with your own eyes."

After Lu Xixiao said this, he threw Lu Zicheng aside with force.

"roll."

Lu Ziyan, who was frightened, bravely stepped forward to support his brother, and then pulled his brother away quickly.