1506: C1506 Junjun Performed the Surgery

C1506 Junjun Performed the Surgery

Chuchen told the truth. Regardless of whether Jun Hao believed her or not, she felt relaxed all over.

There were no more secrets that were kept from him.

"Hubby, I'm hungry."

Ye Junhao let go of her and said, "I'll go and cook for you now."

Chuchen pulled him and suggested, "Shall we go out and eat?"

"Okay."

Ye Junhao felt that he had just questioned her and made her shed tears. Ye Junhao felt that he was wrong. Now, no matter what Chuchen's request was, he would agree to it.

"I will change into a pair of shoes."

Chuchen's heart was full of joy.

She immediately changed into a pair of shoes and combed her hair again. She looked at the mirror for a while and felt that she was in a very good condition. Then she happily turned around and held Jun Hao's arm. She said, "Hubby, let's go."

Ye Junhao bent over and went in front of her. He kissed her on the face before bringing her out.

A small disturbance ended.

...

In the Central People's Hospital of Jin City.

Outside the surgery, Ms. Lan, her family members, and Jun Che's family of four were all waiting.

Lan Jun was performing the operation inside.

Ms. Lan was very nervous.

Although she invited the best doctor to perform the surgery, she was still worried that something would happen during the surgery.

She was just a child.

"Ah Zhen, don't be nervous, don't worry. Jun is performing an ocular transplantation surgery. It will be very successful."

When the Lan Family Master saw that his sister was so worried, he could not help but comfort her.

"Brother, I'm still afraid. This is an operation."

Ms. Lan put her palms together and kept kowtowing. She muttered, "God, you must protect my daughter's operation."

The Lan Family Master,... ""

He wanted Jun Che to comfort his sister. When he looked at Jun Che, he saw that Jun Che was even more diligent than his sister.

The Lan Family Master:... ""

How much did this old man and young man not believe in the doctor's medical skills?

However, both of them cared about Jun the most.

Jun Xi and his wife were much calmer.

"Why aren't you coming out yet?"

Jun Che muttered, "I've been in there for a long time."1

Ms. Lan had the same thought as Jun Che at this time. She echoed, "Yes, he has been in there for such a long time. Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"Jun Che, don't talk about it here. It makes you nervous. Jun was pushed in for less than half an hour."

Third Wife pulled on her eldest son and said, "The more nervous you are, the more you talk about it. The more you scare Ms. Lan."

Ms. Lan was already nervous.

Jun Che turned around and grabbed his younger brother's arm. He pinched him so hard that his younger brother wanted to kick him.

When he thought about how he was too nervous and his mother ordered him not to say anything, he could only vent his nervousness like this. Seventh Young Master did not argue with his brother.

However, he had been pinched by his brother many times. Seventh Young Master Jun could not help but pull his brother away.

At this time, whoever wanted to pull Jun Che away would be taking his life.

"Brother, let's talk."

Seventh Young Master Jun forcefully pulled his brother to the side. The distance was not too far, so that his brother would not be able to see the operating theater and become even more nervous.

"Seventh Brother, what do you want to say? Can't we talk about it when we go back? Jun is performing surgery."

"Brother, I know you are worried about Jun, but you can't always pinch me. With you like this, when Jun gives birth to my nephew in the future, you must not faint like Big Brother."

Jun Che,..." "

Ye Junhao,... When did he faint?

Oh, it seemed like when Mu was born, he knew Chuchen had amniotic fluid embolism. The situation was very critical. He seemed to have been scared until he felt dizzy. But he didn't really faint, so how could he dare to faint? He was afraid that if he fainted, Chuchen would be abandoned for treatment.

Seventh Brother actually remembered and took it out to say something.

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