When Si Jin rushed to the hospital, Tong Zhen had already been pushed into the operating room.

In the corridor of the hospital, doctors and nurses hurriedly passed by. Si Jin looked at the brightly lit operating room and couldn't help but feel anxious.

He is not a heartless person, and the love between husband and wife for more than 20 years is also true.

Even if Tong Zhen is his ex-wife, he can't ignore her.

Si Jin went to the doctor and asked about Tong Zhen's condition, and then the big stone in his heart relaxed a little.

The doctor said: "The patient has severe uterine fibroids. Ordinary fibroids don't need to be treated, but her tumor has spread too much and is at risk of worsening, so it must be removed."

"Will her life be in danger if she undergoes this operation?"

"No operation has a 100% success rate. As for whether there will be recurrence later, it depends on the recovery after the operation."

The doctor glanced at Si Jin: "If the operation is successful, the family must take good care of it and remind the patient to check up regularly."

Si Jin nodded: "Okay, I understand."

The doctor couldn't help but add another sentence: "Actually, the patient's condition has only worsened after being delayed until now. If she had listened to the advice earlier and had the operation, she would not have faced such a big risk..."

When Si Jin heard this, the emotion in his eyes changed imperceptibly.

In this way, Tong Zhen had long known that there was something wrong with his body, but he had been delaying treatment.

Si Jin hesitated to speak, and finally sighed helplessly.

Facing the woman he once loved, he actually had some pity in his heart.

Tong Zhen has no relatives or friends in China, and only Si Jin is waiting outside the operation.

A few hours later, the door to the operating room finally opened.

Si Jin stepped forward quickly: "Doctor, I...how is my ex-wife doing?"

"The operation was successful."

The doctor took off the mask and said: "The three days after the operation is the observation period, and she must be accompanied by her family members. She cannot move around for the time being. The family members should prepare daily necessities and prepare to accompany her in bed."

Si Jin nodded silently.

After the doctor left, he arranged for Tong Zhen to be admitted to the VIP ward and visited her again without worry.

On the hospital bed, the woman's face was pale and haggard, and her body was thin and thin.

Si Jin felt a little uncomfortable.

As people get older, they tend to feel soft-hearted.

I still remember when he and Tong Zhen first met, she was not like this now.

At that time, she also had ideals and passion, and her eyes were bright and bright when she smiled.

When did she become what she is now?

Si Jin shook his head vigorously to control the overflowing emotions in his heart.

He hurriedly left the hospital and went to the supermarket downstairs to buy a lot of daily necessities and women's changes of clothes. He was sweating profusely when he returned carrying large and small bags.

Tong Zhen is now over the anesthetic and awake.

The wound on her abdomen hurt vaguely. She struggled to turn over, but the ward door was suddenly pushed open.

Si Jin quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Don't move! The doctor said you have to rest now."

In desperation, Si Jin gently grabbed Tong Zhen's wrist.

Tong Zhen looked startled, then slowly lay down and looked at Si Jin calmly.

Si Jin breathed a sigh of relief and put the daily necessities he bought in the cabinet.

When he turned around, he happened to catch Tong Zhen's staring gaze.

The atmosphere in the ward was inexplicably silent.

Si Jin moved a chair and sat down: "When did you get sick?"

"Years."

"Why didn't you get treated earlier?"

Tong Zhen tugged her lips lightly: "After I divorced you, I went abroad alone. Without anyone, I could survive every day."

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