The doctor just performed abscess drainage surgery on Deng Wanzhou.

No anesthesia.

Incite the wound directly and use a syringe to remove the abscess.

It hurts a lot.

But that pain is not as painful as it is at this moment.

Behind the operating room door, her nose became more and more sore and painful, and her throat choked and tears were about to come out, but she held back and didn't let herself cry.

What's there to cry about? It was originally her wishful thinking.

She said that the principle of voluntary action should be followed.

The roads are all her own way, she chooses to persist, and no one can blame.

But, it's really aggrieved.

Outside the door, Qiao Qiao said again:

"Same, Adong. I hope you can let go of the past, hope you can get married and have children, and have your own happy family, which is also sincere and sincere."

"If I want to exchange my life for your happiness, I will be willing."

When they were young, they were in the same town and village. Because they were connected to each other with the same illness, they grew up together like relatives.

Even though I fell in love twice, I still failed to achieve the right result.

Now, we are back to the original relationship of relatives.

The bond between family affection is something that cannot be given up.

He Qidong believed what Qiao Qiao said.

He was afraid that she would worry about him, and that she would care about his affairs. He smiled and said:

"Qiao Qiao, I received your wish."

"You don't have to worry. I will try to get along with Wanzhou and try to accept her."

Qiao Qiao was a little worried, "A Dong, Wanzhou has many advantages. She is so playful, cute and considerate..."

"I know that Wanzhou does have many advantages," He Qidong interrupted, "I will try my best to find her better. But love cannot be forced, and I can't just step over and fall in love with her. But since I have chosen to be with her, I will be responsible for it."

Qiao Qiao felt deeply helpless.

Love cannot be forced.

Just like when she persuaded herself to accept Adong, she finally couldn't accept him from the bottom of her heart.

Adong could feel anything, so he chose to withdraw and fulfill.

She didn't even know how to convince Adong.

It's all fate that makes people beat me.

Through a door, Deng Wanzhou's tears fell down unsatisfactorily.

An unprecedented sorrow and grievance lingered in my heart.

The more aggrieved I felt, the more tears in front of me became, and my vision was blurred.

It turned out that He Qidong said he wanted to consider being with her, just to avoid worrying his sister-in-law?

There isn't that little bit of it, do you like her?

She didn't have a trace of shining light. Can she attract Adong?

Every word of Adong was like a slight slicing on the tip of her heart, tearing her entire soul to pieces.

Ten years, can’t I get a little bit of love?

The doctor who performed abscess drainage surgery on her was to push her out of the operating room.

She made a swear gesture, and then choked and told in a low voice, "Don't go out first."

She didn't want Adong and her sister-in-law to know that she had heard this.

In fact, there is nothing to be wronged. She chose all the enthusiasm she went to Adong.

You shouldn't blame anyone.

I just don’t want to go out suddenly now and become so embarrassing.

She wiped her tears and took a few minutes before she let the doctor and nurse push her out.

He Qidong rushed forward and saw her eyes flushed and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

"Does it hurt when the abscess drainage?"

He gently stroked Deng Wanzhou's head.

It made her cry!

He didn't want to see her cry.

Deng Wan nodded, followed his words and said, "Isn't that true? Without anesthetics, I cut the abscess into drainage. It hurts so much."

It really hurts.

But I can't feel sad at this moment.

Perhaps He Qidong gently stroked her head at this moment, and she became even more emotional, and tears that were not strong enough fell down again.

I have obviously tried very hard to control myself and prevent myself from crying.

Why are you still so unpromising?

Deng Wanzhou tried to make his voice sound calmer and more generous, "It's just that the wound hurts a little, I'm fine."

Then, she smiled hard.

He raised his head and wanted to give all his smiles to He Qidong.

"Adong, don't worry about me, it's really okay."

Qiao Qiao next to her always felt that something was wrong with Deng Wanzhou.

Did she hear the conversation they just said?

At this time, An An, who had finished pulling his father, returned.

The short legs ran very fast and came to Deng Wanzhou in the blink of an eye.

"Auntie, why are you crying?"

Deng Wanzhou sniffed, "Auntie is not brave, I am afraid of pain. In the future, An An should not learn from his aunt. An An should be brave."

She will endure any pain she suffers from her body.

But what about the heart?

Over the years, I went to meet him with shame again and again, and was rejected again and again.

The only time I was not rejected this time, but it was like Adong's alms.

Seeing tears constantly popping up in her eyes, An An hurriedly wiped her with her tender and fat little hands, "Don't be sad, auntie, An An is crying even if she gets the injection."

It seemed to be comforting her.

"..." Deng Wanzhou choked even more.

"Does my aunt want candy?"

An An took out Mickey Mouse's lollipop again, tore open the candy paper hard, and handed it to Deng Wanzhou.

Deng Wanzhou put it in his mouth.

The sweetness immediately melts between the lips and teeth.

But my heart is still bitter.

The cute little Anan stared at her, and said cutely, "Auntie, dad said, I will change my words from now on, and you call me aunt."

As he said that, Xiao Anan asked again, "Auntie, in the future, you will marry your uncle and have a baby, right?"

Deng Wanzhou's chest was even more choked.

It's uncomfortable to be blocked.

I can't breathe up.

If He Qidong can't fall in love with her, what's the use of her forcing him to tie him around?

Love is not charity, nor can it be forced.

My heart hurts so much.

But Deng Wanzhou smiled hard and pretended to be happy to pinch Xiao An'an's fat little cheek, "Yes, if the little aunt gave birth to a baby, you have to be a sister."

Xiao Anan seemed very happy.

She saw Xiaopang, a kindergarten classmate, and his mother would push her sister to pick him up after school every day.
To be continued...