Chapter 319 The Surgery Was a Success
In the blink of an eye, the day of Oscar's hospital admission arrived.
In the morning, Alexander took Oscar and Lillian to the hospital, completed the admission procedures, and then went to the company.
The hospital suite was of the highest caliber, with an ambiance as comfortable as that of a luxury hotel. Lillian hung the change of clothes neatly in the wardrobe and casually chatted with his brother, saying, "The nurse just told me that Dr. Evans will come by later."
"Lillian, stop fussing around and come chat with me," Oscar said to Lillian.
Lillian turned around, smiled at him, and teased, "You've hated doctors since you were a kid, always been a bit of a scaredy-cat. But you ended up with such a serious disease." She said this as she sat by the bedside.
Oscar looked at Lillian seriously, slowly took her hand, and said with deep emotion, "You've watched me grow, showering me with tender loving care, which is why I've turned out so well."
"What's so good about it? You've got such a serious illness. I feel so guilty," Lillian, affected by Oscar's emotions, said with slightly red eyes.
"Why blame yourself? You have no control over falling ill." Oscar squeezed Lillian's hand and comforted her, saying, "You've done great. You're amazing!"
He continued, "If, and I mean if," he paused, "I don't make it off the operating table, don't be sad and cry, okay? Just cremate me and bury me under the tree in the backyard. That way, I can still be with you all every day and watch my nephew grow up."
"Stop saying nonsense. The surgery is very safe; nothing will go wrong." Lillian couldn't stand it. Honestly, she was very worried too, and hearing Oscar speak as if giving his last words pushed her over the edge, causing her to shed tears. Yet, she still told him not to talk nonsense.
Seeing Lillian cry, Oscar felt bad too. He quickly reached out to wipe her tears and said hurriedly, "Okay, I won't say it anymore. I'll come out safe and sound."
"You're just trying to say things like that just to tick me off!" Lillian angrily hit his leg.
Oscar laughed and wiped her tears again.
The ward door opened, and Steven walked in, followed by several doctors and nurses.
Lillian quickly stood up and smiled, asking, "Are you Dr. Evans? Hello."
Steven nodded slightly, then looked at Oscar with a serious expression, asked a few questions, and finally said, "Don't be afraid; it's not a major surgery." After saying that, he turned and left the ward.
After Steven left, Lillian and Oscar looked at each other and then smiled. Since Steven said so, they could finally feel a bit more at ease.
"Dr. Evans looks quite young and handsome," Lillian praised. "I thought he would be older than Alexander."
Oscar smiled, his expression much more relaxed.
On the third day of hospitalization, it was the day of Oscar's surgery. Alexander didn't go to the company today and stayed with Lillian outside the operating room. The previous afternoon, Emily had appeared in the ward with her suitcase. At this moment, she was sitting on the other side of Lillian, lost in thought.
As the minutes ticked by, those waiting outside felt the passage of time dragging excruciatingly slow. Yet, no one uttered a word, all holding their breath in anticipation for the moment when the light above the operating room would go out. After several hours, the light finally extinguished.
Lillian was the first to stand up, her hand gripping Alexander's tightly, nails digging deeply into his palm, her eyes hopeful as she gazed at the doors of the operating room.
Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and Steven came out, took off his mask, and said, "The surgery was very successful. He can live like a normal person now."
"Really?" Lillian grabbed his hand, tears of excitement streaming down her face. "Will he no longer experience sudden shortness of breath or fainting spells in the future?"
"Under normal circumstances, he shouldn't have such issues," Steven said with a faint smile. "Moderate exercise is permissible, but it shouldn't be too strenuous. Adequate nutrition must be maintained, and it's best to go about life as usual."
"Thank you, Dr. Evans!" Lillian was about to bow to him, but Alexander quickly held her shoulder and shook Steven's hand, saying, "Thank you, Dr. Evans."
"The patient will be out soon," Steven nodded and returned to the operating room.
Emily couldn't contain her excitement either and hugged Lillian, happy for Oscar. "Lillian, this is great. Oscar's surgery went well. I'm so happy!"
Lillian kept nodding. "I knew it, God will take care of it!"
After a while, Oscar was wheeled out of the operating room, still unconscious, and was sent back to the ward. In the evening, he slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw two faces above him, one Lillian and one Emily, very close. He was startled and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you two doing? You scared me."
"Oscar, how do you feel?" Lillian asked softly.
Emily brought water and fed him a sip with a spoon, also gently asking, "Is there any discomfort?"
Oscar weakly shook his head. "I'm okay."
Emily put down the cup and went to the office to find Steven. Soon, they both returned, and Steven briefly checked and said, "He's doing well. Just rest in bed."
"Thank you, Dr. Evans." Lillian escorted him out of the hospital room. The burden on her heart had finally lifted, and the weight she had been carrying settled back. She felt a deep gratitude towards God and rekindled endless hopes and dreams for Oscar's future.
Alexander hired a caregiver for Oscar, coincidentally the same one as last time. Knowing Oscar's surgery was successful, the caregiver congratulated him but also wondered, 'Why does this child have so many misfortunes? It seems that even children from wealthy families don't have smooth lives.'
The caregiver's presence didn't affect Emily. She still insisted on staying in the ward, taking care of Oscar with the caregiver.
The caregiver, having witnessed Emily's persistence last time, looked at her with disdain this time, thinking, 'Your pursuit skills are too poor! From the last hospitalization to this one, how long has it been, and you still haven't won him over?'
Emily glared at the nurse and thought, 'I have a strategy, you know?'
'I don't understand. We poor people can't understand the love of you rich folks.' The caregiver thought.
With Emily and the caregiver taking care of Oscar, Lillian felt a bit redundant. Besides, she had two babies at home and couldn't stay in the hospital all the time, so she naturally left the care to them.
Lillian believed that it was not appropriate for Emily to continue caring for Oscar. It was difficult to explain the situation to Michael; after all, Emily and Oscar were not romantically involved.
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