Classmate, your pants are fading?

The door of the hospital.

Qi Heng held Cheng Chuji's hand tightly and looked at the bright red characters on the upper floor of the inpatient department of the hospital.He hadn't thought about it before, but now it seems that the red used in these words is too bright, as bright as fresh blood, and he can't help but feel a chill.

Cheng Chuji felt that his hand was being held tighter and tighter, to the point of pain, but seeing Qi Heng's tense but firm side face, he endured it, and put his other hand on the back of Qi Heng's slightly trembling hand.

As if awakened by the familiar body temperature, Qi Heng came back to his senses, looked at Cheng Chuji and tried to force a smile.

He took a deep breath: "Minister, can you wait for me in the lobby on the first floor? I'll go back to you when I'm done."

"Okay. I'll wait for you at the foot of the stairs. The phone is also 98% charged."

"En." Qi Heng let go of Cheng Chuji's hand.

He walked two or thirty meters quickly, turned around again under Cheng Chuji's gaze, and walked back quickly, stepping on his feet and lightly touching Cheng Chuji's slightly opened mouth in surprise with his lips.

"I... be back soon."

When Qi Heng walked from the stairs to the door of the ward on the third floor, he felt that he had exhausted all the strength Cheng Chuji had given him, and his exhaustion gradually became stronger with the strong smell of disinfectant.

Qi Hong lives in an ordinary ward, with six beds in one room.When Qi Heng came last time, the six beds were all full, but now there are two vacancies. It is unknown whether he passed away or was discharged from the hospital.

Among the other three people, two patients were quietly looking at their mobile phones, and an old man was chatting with his wife.

There is only one Qi Hong left.He looks the same as the other two patients, he is also playing with his mobile phone, but his face is more... After thinking about it, Qi Heng thinks it is a kind of confidence, a kind of confidence that he absolutely believes that he will not die of illness .He knew his father, and even the family would save him, no matter how many sacrifices he made, because he was a boy, the only boy in the family, and his father's only son.

This is what he was instilled in since he was a child.

He is the sky, he is the incense of the Qi family, the person with the highest status in the family other than the father, and he will be the person with the highest status in the family after getting married.

So he lost the fear, restlessness, and despair of other patients.

Qi Heng looked at Qi Jiacheng who was sitting in front of the hospital bed, his mother who was feeding oranges to Qi Hong, and Qi Pan who was peeling apples for his father.

"Xiaoheng..." His mother was the first to notice him, and immediately took a few steps towards him.But before she met Qi Heng, Qi Jiacheng coughed and scared her to stop.

"I want oranges!" Qi Hong ignored Qi Heng and just opened his mouth.There were still some unswallowed orange residues in his mouth, which made Qi Heng feel sick for a while.

Qi Jiacheng didn't get up, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Are you here?"

Qi Heng put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket: "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Experiment." Qi Heng was simple and direct.

"What kind of ghost experiment?" Qi Jiacheng sneered.

Qi Heng sighed.He heard all these news from the doctor, and he was not present, so it is difficult to prove.

"Didn't you tell the doctor that you would do it if I came for the test?"

"Hmph~" Qi Jiacheng took a sip of the water Qi Pan gave him, and spat, "It's useless, pouring a glass of water is so bad! Get hot water!"

Qi Pan grabbed the thermos and walked out with his head down. When passing by Qi Heng, he looked at him, with tears in his eyes, apologized slightly and walked out of the ward.

Qi Heng didn't know whether the apology was because of his arrival or because he blocked her way to fetch water just now.

Qi Heng closed his eyes and took a second to stabilize his emotions.

At this time, Qi Hong's attending doctor came in.Seeing him, Qi Heng heaved a sigh of relief.He consulted the doctor before entering the ward.A little nurse told him that the doctor was making rounds in another ward, and it would take a while for him to have time. Qi Heng asked her to convey the news that he had arrived and waited for a while at the door before coming in.It seems that what he did was correct, he didn't know how much patience he would have to face such a rascal face like Qi Jiacheng.

The doctor's surname is Zhao, and his age looks 36 or 43, but he is actually [-].Although he is not an old man in the medical profession, he has been going smoothly from the internship to the chief physician of internal medicine.In his more than ten years of medical experience, he has seen many medical troubles, and also seen many human relationships.The warm one can make him feel the beauty of human nature, and even feel that this world is worthwhile; but the cold one makes him question human nature, and even doubt the meaning of his profession.

But he had never met Qi Jiacheng, this person was selfish, but he made no secret of it, the kind of natural selfishness that Dr. Zhao never thought of.And Qi Hong is worthy of being his son, the blue is better than the blue.He couldn't imagine what kind of person this child would grow up to be.

From a personal point of view, he hates this kind of person very much. If possible, he hopes that he can stay away from this kind of person who carries negative energy anytime and anywhere.But from a doctor's point of view, he can't choose the patient, whether it is a heinous murderer or an innocent child, as long as it is sent, he will do his best to treat it.

To some extent, professions such as doctors and lawyers are often not fighting against diseases and evils, but fighting against their own humanity and their own conscience.

Ethics, law, professional conduct, personal code.

Many things in the world are not so black and white.

Dr. Zhao arrived as soon as he got the news from the nurse.He knew that the father and son had gotten into a dispute because of a dispute before, and in order to avoid it happening again, he had to hurry up and stabilize the emotions of both parties.

"Doctor Zhao." Qi Heng nodded politely when he saw him coming.

"Coming? Have you figured it out?" Dr. Zhao lowered his voice slightly.

"Yeah." Qi Heng nodded.

"Oh...good boy." Dr. Zhao patted Qi Heng on the shoulder.

On the other side, Qi Jiacheng's face turned green when he saw Dr. Zhao coming in.Just now he didn't know why Qi Heng dragged himself to do the test, but now seeing the doctor's familiarity with him, he remembered what he said in a hurry.

When he said it, he just felt that Qi Heng would definitely not come back, because he had found out that he had type O blood since he was a child, and he would definitely match after a check.And he really doesn't know what blood type he is, but no matter what it is, he can stalk Qi Heng to donate his liver to Qi Hong.However, he did not expect that Dr. Zhao not only told Qi Heng what he had said, but also that Qi Heng actually came.

grass!The bastard is TM stupid!

Qi Jiacheng secretly smiled.

Dr. Zhao's gaze became severe when he turned to Qi Jiacheng: "Now that the man is here, do you want to cooperate with the test? After all, he is your son."

"That's still his younger brother!" Qi Jiacheng retorted.

The doctor sighed, and flipped through the medical records in his hand: "Qi Hong's recent indicators are not good. If you don't perform the operation earlier, you will be in danger. I advise you to make a decision as soon as possible and find a way."

Qi Jiacheng crossed his legs: "This little miscellaneous...cough...he has type O blood! It can be transplanted! Doctor, please help us persuade him. Isn't saving a life better than building a seven-level pagoda? His quality is better than us Country people are tall, so they should be sensible."

The doctor shook his head helplessly, walked over to discuss with him in a low voice.

Qi Heng understood Dr. Zhao's intentions.At this time, you must pretend to be on Qi Jiacheng's side and talk to him about the benefits, no matter what method you use to get him to agree to go for the test.

Qi Jiacheng didn't know that this test was not just based on blood type.It also depends on the donor's physical condition and health habits.It's not that as long as you have type O blood, everything will be fine.The doctor put so much effort into finding the liver source for the Qi family, so to speak, it is for the patient, no matter who it is, it is the doctor's greatest happiness to save someone's life.

Qi Heng felt his blood rush to the top of his head, and his eyes darkened for a moment.He closed his eyes and pressed the center of his brows, then slowly opened them again, he simply didn't look at Qi Jiacheng's face, and turned to look at his mother.The woman was still peeling the oranges, but she had been looking at Qi Heng nervously since just now.When Qi Heng looked at her, she turned back again, and with a shake of her hand, the orange fell to the ground and rolled to Qi Heng's feet.

He bent down to pick up the orange, and was about to walk over to return it to her, when he found that his mother had already picked up another orange and peeled it, as if she didn't care about the dropped one at all.

Qi Heng was stunned for a moment, he suddenly felt like this dropped orange, as long as there were new oranges, they would fall by themselves, she wouldn't care, and wouldn't even look back.

He looked at the orange with a little peel in his hand and smiled wryly, then gently put it in his pocket.