Chapter 1094: Chapter 1076: Recovery Is Different Chapter 1094: Chapter 1076: Recovery Is Different She walked over to the corner and sat down; this was where she had been living these days.

Her days with Gu Ning weren’t filled with hardshipsaEUR”at the very least, they had a place to shelter them from the wind and the rain, rather than being exposed to the elements, with no tile over their heads.

And this place.

In fact, it wasn’t too bad; both of them had gotten used to it initially, and now they could fall asleep the moment their heads hit the pillow.

“Have you booked the plane ticket?” Tang Yuxin lay on Gu Ning’s legs, having resigned from her temporary role as a doctor, and truly felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

At last, she could leave.

At last, she had seen things through from start to finish, perfectly resolving everything here.

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Leaving behind what she should, and taking her leave with a clear conscience, without a shred of guilt.

“Booked,” Gu Ning held her hand tightly and then placed it on his own leg, “It’s a nine o’clock flight tonight; you can sleep a bit longer here.”
“Is it a direct flight to Beijing?”
Tang Yuxin asked again as she lay down, but really, she couldn’t sleep at all.

She just wanted to lie down like this.

“No,” Gu Ning gently stroked Tang Yuxin’s hair, “I checked, and there are no direct flights to Beijing today.

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We’ll need to transfer once, but we can find a hotel to rest for the night when we get there.”
“Okay,” Tang Yuxin didn’t particularly mind.

Direct flights were good, faster, and they could immediately return to Beijing to see their families.

However, if they had to transfer, they could rest at a hotel for the night to save their energy and wouldn’t be too worn out to meet people when they arrived.

Tang Yuxin touched her face, feeling that her skin had become somewhat rough.

These past days, she had only washed her face, not even using skincare products.

Fortunately, she was naturally beautiful, and even without skincare products, she was still stunning, wasn’t she?

Gu Ning pulled over the blanket, ensuring Tang Yuxin was well covered, before grabbing his phone to start arranging their hotel after the transfer.

It was better to have everything sorted out now, rather than being frantic at the last minute.

After booking the hotel, he looked down to see that Tang Yuxin had already fallen asleep.

Her breathing was very smooth, indicating that she was sleeping deeply.

In recent days, she hadn’t had such restful sleep.

It was because she had been too tense, which also affected the quality of her sleep.

But now, having put everything here behind her, she could finally relax.

He just hoped that this time, their return would go smoothly and not be interrupted by any accidents, not like the last time, when everything was ready, and yet they had to come back.

At this moment, in the hospital room, Wen Qi’s new attending doctor, having checked on him, was quite relieved.

“The recovery is going very well.

Keep up the good work and maybe in another half a month, you might be able to use a wheelchair.”
Wen Qi’s recovery was remarkable, and his wounds were healing quickly.

If the healing continued at this rate, it was almost certain that he would be in a wheelchair in half a month.

“Doctor, when can my son sit up?”
Zhang Dong’s mother became anxious upon hearing the doctor’s words.

Right now, she just wanted to take her son out for some sun, seeing how pale his little face was.

If this continued, she feared her son might sink into depression.

“We will have to wait for the results of the examination to determine that.”
The doctors were really not very optimistic about Zhang Dong’s condition, which was somewhat distressing.

It was not that the surgery was performed poorly; the surgery was one aspect, but the subsequent recovery was another.

Zhang Dong’s heart couldn’t let in a single ray of sunshine, feeling cold and gloomy everywhere.

He was prone to lose his temper and was especially restless, with several instances where he nearly injured his leg again.

If things continued this way, without restraining himself, his leg would never recover in this lifetime.

As for whether he could use a wheelchair, the doctors didn’t dare to say.

Everything had to wait until the results were out.

Soon, Zhang Dong’s test results were available.

Indeed, as he had anticipated, Zhang Dong’s situation was not optimistic.

Because of his deliberate struggles in the past, the fixator on his leg had dislocated, and it took them a long time to correct it.

Thus, this added injury on injury made matters worse.

However, fortunately, it was only the fixator that had been misplaced while the bones were still intact.

Otherwise, it would not have been so easily handled.

A second surgery might be necessary, and for the patient, a second surgery can be devastating both physically and mentally.

What would happen after the operation, nobody knew.

In the past few months, he had become much more obedient and showed some cooperation with the doctors, giving them some relief.

But today, looking at these test results, it indeed felt disappointing.

His recovery was much slower compared to Wen Qi’s.

Their surgeries were only a day apart, and the injuries were similar, but the differences in their recovery were worlds apart.

“How is it, how’s my son?”
Seeing the doctor with a troubled expression, Zhang’s mother couldn’t help but feel anxious.

Was her son not recovering well?

Was there a problem with the bone healing, or was his leg going to be disabled?

Otherwise, why hadn’t he shown any improvement, looking so listless and devoid of energy?

Wasn’t his lack of spirits due to discomfort?

If he were comfortable, would he still be like this?

“It’s okay,” said the doctor, putting down the check-up report, “It’s worse than we expected, but much better than the last examination.

If we give it a bit more time, it’s possible it could improve.”
“Injuries to the muscles and bones inherently require a long-term recovery process, so for now, don’t rush it.

Over time, it should naturally get better and better.”
Zhang’s mother listened to the doctor’s reassurance, but truth be told, she didn’t feel much better or particularly happy, even feeling a bit stifled and choked up.

“When can my son use a wheelchair?

I want to take him out to get some sun.”
As Zhang’s mother mentioned the wheelchair, a glimmer of brightness appeared in Zhang Dong’s eyes, signifying his yearning for the outside world.

But because he felt like a half-disabled person, unable to stand or move, he had been cooped up for a long time without anyone to accompany him.

This created a huge emotional gap for him, and coupled with the fright from the recent event, he had sunk into a subdued state.

Hearing now that he could go outside sparked a slight excitement in him.

Of course, this slight excitement also brought great joy to Zhang’s mother, thinking her son was finally coming to terms with his situation.

As long as he came to terms with it, that was good.

During illness, the worst thing is a poor mood, as it can slow down recovery significantly.