The night was quiet like death, and even the singing of insects and birds fell silent.

Wu Di raised his wrist to look at his watch from time to time. It has been more than three hours since the Child Wire entered the operating room, and no information has been heard from the other side of the ocean.[]

Ling Jingru sat quietly beside Wu Di, holding her hands together, and the sweat in her palms was wet and greasy. I don’t know if it was Wu Di, hers, or both of them, but they were already confused and couldn’t tell each other.

“Don…Don…”

The antique floor bell in the office made two long bells.

Wu Di's hands trembled unconsciously.

Ling Jingru pinched Wu Di's hand, and everything was speechless.

Wu Di kept pressing the phone, completely subconsciously. A long list of phone numbers appeared on the LCD screen, which were the phones from the Cleveland Clinic, but Wu Di himself did not dare to dial it out, for fear of hearing the bad news he didn't want to hear the least.

Tong Dahai told him yesterday that the Cleveland Clinic had treated five cases of the same disease as Tong Liner, two were successful and three were failed.

Tong Dahai didn't say that the three failed patients remained on the operating table forever.

The latest case ended in a failure of the surgery five years ago.

Today, the doctor who presided over the operation for Tongxianer is still the doctor from five years ago.

“Don…Don…Don…Don…”

The hour hand has pointed at three o'clock, and the operation has been going on for five hours.

"You go and sleep for a while." Wu Di hugged Ling Jingru, who was already snuggling in his arms, and said softly.

Ling Jingru shook her head gently. Can she fall asleep at this time?

"Dingling~" Wu Di's mobile phone, which was already soaked in sweat, suddenly remembered that Wu Di answered the phone almost conditioned, and he didn't know where the phone came from.

Who else will call him at this time?

"Uncle Tong, I am Wu Di."

"The operation is successful." Tong Dahai's trembling voice came from the phone, and Aunt Fang's whimpering cry could be heard faintly.

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Wu Di hugged Ling Jingru tightly in his arms, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

Aunt Fang snatched the phone from Tong Dahai's hand and could only thank her incoherently. Without meeting her, Wu Di could also imagine what the other end of the phone was like.

Tong Dahai took the phone call from Aunt Fang again: "It still needs to be observed and treated... The doctor said that the surgery performed this time has cured 80% of the disease of Xiner... It still needs to be recuperated for a period of time before the second operation...Director Zhang said... The second operation is just a simple repair operation... He said that even ordinary Grade A hospitals in China can perform that kind of operation......"

Wu Di smiled loudly: "Uncle Tong, let's do the second surgery in Cleveland. Now they are the only ones who know the physical condition of the laning boy the best. Oh, the second surgery may cost a lot of money. I'll get some more for you."

"It's enough, and we didn't spend money on this operation. It's an international medical exchange. Haha, I'll thank Miss Luo on my behalf." Originally, Tong Dahai wanted to thank Luo Jianling in person, but this time was already early in the country. He knew that Wu Di must be waiting for his phone call on the other side of the ocean for his news.

Wu Di and Tong Dahai chatted about Tong Xianer's illness for almost an hour before hanging up the phone.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, but Wu Di and Ling Jingru didn't feel sleepy at all.

Wu Di looked at the time and forced himself to not call Luo Jianling.

"Go to have a drink." Ling Jingru said with a smile. It always seems that there is a little less wine without wine at this time.

"Okay, let's put it in there too today." Wu Di got up and brought a bottle of red wine on the wine rack. According to the standards given by Luo Jianling for tasting red wine, Wu Di and Ling Jingru's tasting level is to put it in.

Half a glass of red wine was poured on the two goblets. Wu Di didn't even shake it, and poured it into his mouth in one mouthful. A hot and hot stream flowed into his throat.

Ling Jingru also took a sip. In fact, her alcohol tolerance may be higher than that of Wu Di. She and Gao Lan had even had a drink at the beginning.

"Xiaodi, have you ever thought about what to do in the future?" Ling Jingru held the wine glass, staring at the wine in the wine glass with her eyes, and asked this question that people had been avoiding but now they had to face.

"Uh", Wu Di's excitement was suppressed and his head began to achievable.

At the beginning, let alone the right or wrong of my decision, after all, things had already happened. At that time, according to the conclusion given by experts from 301, Tong Xuer had almost been sentenced to death.

If Tong Shier really dies, then everything becomes simple. People may ignore the four days Wu Di and Tong Shier stayed in the Emgrand Hotel. But now the situation is completely different. The success of Tong Shier's first surgery indicates that she can return to people's lives like a healthy person. So, what should I do in the future?

Should Tong Xianer be a resentful woman or Ling Jingru be a resentful woman? Can the two of them live in harmony and stay by Wu Di's side together?

Ling Jingru is no longer as resentful as before. She knew that when Wu Di took Tong Xin'er away in front of her, she didn't have so much resentment. But when she thought about it afterwards, she always felt that she had suffered a lot of grievances. However, if she was from Wu Di's perspective, she knew that she would do this.

Understanding is understanding, entanglement is entanglement.

Now, she just wants to hear what Wu Di thinks.

In fact, she doesn't know how she will face the child line in the future.

"Cough cough", Wu Di coughed softly, and he had no way to escape this problem.

It is impossible to divorce Ling Jingru and marry a child liner, but it is too sorry to be a child without giving her a title. Who would have the heart to hurt a girl like Child Line?

Wu Di was having a headache, and at this time, Tong Dahai and Aunt Fang, who had calmed down on the other side of the ocean, were also having a headache. In the mid-1990s, people's thoughts were more open-minded, and their love for each other was not taken seriously. Many young people slept on the same bed within a few days after they met, and they might fight and part ways if they had disagreements. This kind of thing happened to others, maybe just a beautiful encounter, but this kind of thing happened to Tong Shier. They knew that waiting for Tong Shier would definitely be a disaster, and even more troublesome than the disease that had not yet been cured.

Shin'er once said that my heart is very small, and I can only pretend to be someone in my life, someone who can accompany me through this life. And this person is undoubtedly Wu Di.

However, Wu Di was a married man, and he loved his wife very much.

Could it be that the second half of his life will only be the ancient Buddha of Qinglan?

"Well... cough cough... Jingru, what do you think should be done?" Wu Di acted like a scoundrel and handed back this headache-inducing problem to Ling Jingru.

Ling Jingru looked at Wu Di, and she felt speechless. Xiao Di, what should I do if you caused the trouble yourself?

Few people know about this, at least Ling Huaqiang and Wu Guozhong don’t know about it, otherwise it would definitely cause an uproar. However, even with Wu Guozhong’s hot temper, he would not find any better solution.

Before we knew it, it was already dawn.

The air in the office was already turbid. A bottle of wine was opened. Wu Di and Ling Jingru just drank a small cup lightly and did not continue to drink.

In fact, Wu Di really wanted to continue drinking. Maybe he wouldn't consider this annoying issue when he was drunk.

He knew that in his heart, Tong Shier and Ling Jingru were equally important and could not be given up.

Damn, if it were in the old and evil meeting, how could such a headache come about?

Ling Jingru stood up, walked to the window and opened it. A fresh air mixed with the scent of birds and flowers came to her face, and her spirit was shocked.

In life, there is always a new tomorrow coming, so why bother with yesterday’s story?

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