After several hours of surgery, I came out of the operating room safely. The surgery was successful, and my brother happily held my hand.
Days later, as I gradually recovered, my brother never left my side, not even minding the trouble of taking care of my personal needs.
"Brother... will my face recover?"
I touched the bandages on my face.
"The doctor said the wound wasn't deep, it was treated in time, so it shouldn't scar. And even if it does, I'll bring the best scar removal specialist in the world to treat it, to ensure my sister looks beautiful again."
I smiled faintly and snuggled into my brother's arms, "Brother, it's a good thing you came, otherwise your wonderful wife would bully me to death."
"It's my fault, I'm sorry."
"Hehe, it's okay, I never blamed you. By the way, where's Xinxin?"
"She, she should be half-dead now. I forced her to give you a large blood transfusion, and then told the doctors not to treat her properly, neither letting her live nor die."