Five days later.
9 AM.
Ward.
Today is a big day for the girl, Miaomiao, as she is having surgery today.
Lying on the hospital bed, she looks a bit weak, but much better than when she was admitted. Most importantly, the tumor that protruded from her right eye socket, the size of a papaya when she was admitted, has shrunk by at least one-third. This indicates that the treatment during this period has been quite effective.
There is fear, anticipation, and a bit of helplessness and anxiety. At this moment, Miaomiao's mood is very complex.
"Don't be afraid, daddy will always be with you."
Miaomiao's father saw his daughter looking a bit scared, and his heart tightened. At this moment, he wished he could take her place on the operating table.
"Yes, don't be afraid. Dr. Zhao's surgeries are amazing. See, I've woken up, haven't I?"
Next to comfort Miaomiao was Sun Xinxin, who stood by the bedside. Knowing Miaomiao was having surgery this morning, Sun Xinxin came over to comfort her.
