The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 292 Joy and Worry after Success

However, after the joy, the worry that followed them quietly surged into their hearts. Although the operation was successful, it was like a lamp of hope lit in the darkness, but Su Yifeng had not yet woken up. He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his body still very weak. His pale face was like a flower covered by frost and snow, losing its former vitality and energy.

Su Yiyun looked at his brother's bloodless face, and the worry in his heart was like a tide that he could not hide. His eyes were full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if countless ants were gnawing at his soul.

"Ruoxue, when will Yifeng wake up? Will he have any sequelae?" His voice trembled slightly, with deep fear and expectation.

Lin Ruoxue frowned slightly, and a trace of worry was revealed in her eyes. She bit her lower lip lightly, thinking about how to answer Su Yiyun's question. "It's hard to say now. Although the operation was successful, Yifeng's body still needs some time to recover. We can only wait patiently and hope that he can wake up as soon as possible." Although her voice was calm, she could not hide her inner worry.

The master and his wife of the Su family waited anxiously for the news. Their eyes were full of anticipation and anxiety, and every minute and every second seemed like a long torture. When they heard the news of the success of the operation, they burst into tears of joy. Mrs. Su clasped her hands together, her eyes full of gratitude, and tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

"That's great, Feng'er is saved." Her voice trembled, as if she was expressing her gratitude to God.

Master Su also showed a relieved smile, but his heart was also full of worries. He sighed slightly, and his eyes revealed a deep concern. "I hope Feng'er can wake up soon." His voice was low and powerful, as if he was praying for his son.

As time went by, Su Yifeng still showed no signs of waking up. The atmosphere in the Su family became tense again, as if an invisible dark cloud was covering the entire mansion. Everyone's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, as if waiting for an unknown storm.

Su Yiyun stayed by his brother's bed day and night, his heart full of anxiety. His eyes were bloodshot and his face was pale, but he had no intention of leaving. He kept talking to his brother, his voice full of expectation and encouragement.

"Yifeng, please wake up soon. We are all waiting for you. You must be strong and defeat the disease." His voice echoed in the silent room, carrying endless concern and expectation.

Lin Ruoxue also often came to check on Su Yifeng. She carefully examined Su Yifeng's body and adjusted the acupuncture plan. Every move was full of concentration and care. Her eyes revealed a firm belief, as if telling herself that she must make Su Yifeng wake up.

"Yiyun, don't worry too much. Yifeng's body is gradually recovering, and I believe he will wake up soon." Her voice was gentle and firm, like a spring breeze, bringing a touch of comfort to people.

At this moment full of joy and worry, the Su family mansion was filled with a tense and expectant atmosphere. The sun still sprinkled warmly in the yard, as if silently praying for Su Yifeng's awakening. The golden light was like a thread of hope, gently entwining everyone's heart.