born of love

Lin Feng didn't know why: "The pain is..."

"It shows that the patient is not completely insensitive to the lower limbs," Dr. Liu explained, "After rehabilitation, there is still hope that the level of perception can be lowered."

Bai Yuan just said that the back pain was a nonsense, he said so at home, but Lin Feng didn't understand, he didn't understand, neither of them took it to heart, Dr. Liu's words today made him a little confused. It's different in the script!

But everyone looked happy, and he couldn't be confused, so he suppressed his expression, looking unhappy because he couldn't go out.

"Well, I'll come back to do a detailed examination for Mr. Bai in the afternoon," Dr. Liu discussed with Dr. Li. "By the way, let your student send over his medical records from the past few days, so that I can refer to his current condition and recovery. Develop a follow-up rehabilitation plan based on the subsequent situation.”

The two doctors discussed it well, and Bai Yuan looked at them eagerly, for fear that he would miss a word about going out, but when both of them walked out, they didn't hear them, and they were completely lost, clutching the white sheet with both hands, The knuckles are whitish.

Seeing this, Lin Feng felt it was funny, so Gentle opened his ten fingers, and asked for him: "The question about whether Xiao Yuan can go out for a walk..."

"No!" The two doctors said in unison.

The person on the hospital bed flinched from being yelled at, and answered reluctantly, "Got it."

At this moment, it seemed useless to comfort him. Lin Feng sat down on the edge of his bed, touched his legs, and changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, I signed a contract with the studio yesterday, and they are preparing my first comic book. , Xiaoyuan, are you happy?"

This is of course something to be happy about, but Bai Yuanren is sick, and although his indicators have gradually returned to normal recently, he is still not healed. He can only smile: "Happy! I have to celebrate, but now I ..."

"It's okay." Lin Feng raised his head and smiled brightly, "Just make it up for me when you leave the hospital."

"Okay," Bai Yuan agreed, looking at his smiling face, "It's a deal."

"It's a word."

Although Bai Yuan can't move around freely now, his situation has improved a lot compared to when he was just hospitalized. Lin Feng also heaved a sigh of relief at this time, and finally let go of half of his heart to busy with work.

In summer, the temperature in Binhai City is frighteningly high. Because of the surgery, Bai Yuan can't voluntarily sweat below the level of "damage", so the indoor air conditioner is relatively cooler, which makes Bai Yuan more comfortable.

This day, Bai Yuan took an IV drip and fell into a drowsy sleep. Lin Feng wiped his body for him, thinking that if the temperature of the wet towel was covered immediately, people would not be comfortable at this temperature, so he didn't rush to cover him with a quilt It just so happened that the editor of the studio called him at this moment, so he quietly closed the door and went out to answer the phone.

The editor said that one of Tiaoman's compressed packages seemed to be missing, and asked Lin Feng if he still had a backup, and sent a copy immediately.

The USB flash drive is by his side, but Lin Feng can only go out to find the computer, that's all, he forgot Bai Yuan who was not covered under the quilt under the [-]-degree air conditioner.

In his sleep, Bai Yuan was very comfortable at first, but gradually, his whole body started to become cold, his heart throbbed intermittently, his breathing became heavier and heavier, but it seemed as if he couldn't breathe in the air, he was suffocated awake.Enduring the severe pain in his chest, he trembled with his fingertips and wanted to ring the bell, but his hand lost its strength and hung on the side of the bed halfway out, his whole body convulsed violently, like sifting sugar.

Consciousness gradually withdrawn, Bai Yuan's eyes were pitch black.

When Lin Feng came back, there was no one in the ward. It was very strange. He was about to turn around and go out to look for it, when he saw Zhang Ningchen coming towards him with a face full of anger.

A crisp sound stunned everyone around.

"Lin Feng! If you don't love A Yuan, get out as soon as possible!" Zhang Ningchen's voice was trembling, "Just ignore it and leave. Believe it or not, I will sue you for murder!"

It took Lin Feng a while to recover from the burning pain on his cheek, but he didn't care about the pain on his face at this moment, and asked quickly: "Xiao Yuan, what's wrong?"

"It has been rescued," Dr. Li stood behind Zhang Ningchen, pulled the angry woman back, and comforted him, "but ventricular fibrillation occurred during the rescue, we performed defibrillation and gave a booster injection, and the patient was unable to control himself for a while. Breathe, we did endotracheal intubation without the signature of the family member, he is now in the ICU, come and sign with me."

Lin Feng didn't understand what the series of medical terms were talking about, but when he finished signing, he saw his lover lying there lifeless with tubes all over his body at the door of the ICU he hadn't seen for a long time, and he couldn't stop crying flowed down.

At this time, he only hated why Zhang Ningchen didn't beat himself to death just now.

"Mr. Bai's condition is improving," Dr. Li patted him on the shoulder, "Family members should not blame themselves too much, this situation is inevitable, and myocarditis itself also has this kind of risk."

Doctor Li's voice was low, and he was good at comforting people. Lin Feng stopped crying anyway, and wiped his face: "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite?" Dr. Li said with a loving face, "Isn't this what we should do? Don't blame Zhang Ningchen. If she hadn't judged correctly during the rescue, I wouldn't have rushed here immediately. That's the real danger. She is Caring makes chaos."

"I understand." Lin Feng smiled wryly, "I personally think she plays well."

Due to the low immunity before, Bai Yuan had been suffering from continuous low-grade fever and intermittent high fever, which induced upper respiratory tract infection and bronchial asthma. The condition that improved before was reversed, and Bai Yuan stayed in the ICU for two days before being sent back. It is a general ward, but it is also covered with an oxygen mask all day long, and I don't even have the strength to speak.

The cardiopulmonary function is severely damaged, and even with the assistance of a ventilator, Bai Yuan can't lie flat on his side. He can only keep one position all day and all night, leaning on the bed that is shaken at an angle of about [-] degrees.His waist turned from soreness to numbness and pain, as if tens of thousands of needles were pricking his lumbar spine and surrounding muscles every now and then, and then turned from pain to numbness. Lying down like this, he won't reveal his secrets without anesthesia.

Lin Feng has been terrified these days, guarding Bai Yuan every step of the way, never daring to leave Bai Yuan alone in the ward, so he is naturally sensitive to the bruises behind him, and when he found out, he called the doctor.

"This should be a precursor to bed sores," the doctor explained. "It seems that you can't always lie flat. The family members should help the patient turn over as much as possible, and always pay attention to whether he is not breathing well."

Nodding in agreement, Lin Feng turned around and lay on his side with the person in his arms. The cushions were placed behind him, around his waist, between his legs, and under his feet. Bai Yuan's small face was hidden behind the breathing mask sprayed with water mist. The sound is absent.

"Sorry……"

"My baby, if you feel sorry for me, get well soon." Lin Feng held the back of his hand, which had been bruised and purple from IV drips for the past few days, and put it to his lips and kissed, "Get well, let's go home together, I want to go back home."

For the first time in his life, Bai Yuan shed tears of guilt for his actions:

Husband, I'm sorry, I also want to work hard to get better, but right now, I really can't do what I want.

Would you blame me if you knew the truth?

Something was on his mind, and Bai Yuan, who was already a light sleeper, couldn't sleep even more. His heart and lung damage was too severe, and he felt especially uncomfortable after nightfall. The bronchospasm started to hurt him so much that he was unconscious. Even after being sedated, he trembled slightly. The internal noise was obvious, with the heaving and falling of the chest like an old bellows, Lin Feng's heart was broken when he heard it.

Due to illness, Bai Yuan hadn't eaten at all in the past ten days, relying on glucose and nasal feeding to maintain his nutrition. Today, he finally went to the oxygen mask and replaced it with a nasal oxygen tube. The doctor told him that he could eat some liquid food.

This is probably a proof that his health is getting better again. Lin Feng happily went to buy porridge, carefully shook him up, and stuffed a cushion around his waist worriedly, then blew a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Bai Yuan's lips .

He opened his mouth to take it, but he couldn't swallow it no matter what. He frowned and tried hard for a long time, and finally swallowed a little bit of it. When he opened his mouth to breathe, the porridge slid out from the corner of his mouth. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't even want to look at it, Bai Yuan's head fell back heavily on the pillow, his face was full of exhaustion and frustration, and he almost said "I'm a useless person" again.

Lin Feng hurriedly pulled a wet tissue to wipe it off, afraid that people would think too much, and comforted him softly: "The doctor said, this is the reason why you haven't eaten for a long time, take your time, and you will recover."

"I don't want to eat." Bai Yuan's voice was hoarse, his heart was gloomy, he remembered the real patients he saw when he went for rehabilitation, his pale face, thin limbs, drooping toes, all showed his disability.

It doesn't seem to be any different from the way I am now.

It turns out that this is the life of a paralyzed patient. Once he decides to take this path, he has to endure endless pain and torture.

"Eat more," Lin Feng persuaded him in a good-tempered manner when he saw that he was not in a high mood, "How can I have the strength to recuperate if I don't eat?"

"I really don't want to eat it," Bai Yuan frowned, "I can't eat it."

"Then I won't take it anymore." Lin Feng only had this last move. Generally speaking, he tried everything, "I felt like my stomach hurts a little yesterday. I'll go to the doctor to prescribe some painkillers."

His acting skills are still as bad as ever, but Bai Yuan just likes it.

"Come back," he said, "I'll eat."

After making a comparison in his heart, Lin Fengfu picked up the bowl again.

Because Bai Yuan was sick and hospitalized, both of them missed the graduation ceremony. At the end of July, the counselor came to the hospital to visit, and sent over the diploma and degree certificate by the way. Just like this, the university career that included the turning point of the fate of the two of them, It ended in the hospital.

This is not a good sign, Bai Yuan thought.

But he doesn't have time to think about this and that now, the tubes on his body were removed, and he finally had some blood on his face, so when Lin Feng went to discuss the serialization of comics with the person in charge of the studio, he called Zhang Ningchen and Doctor Liu, I intend to ask if I want to continue with the "leg pain".