Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Xiao Pei's mobile phone rang suddenly in the quiet ward. Xiao Hao, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him closely, even forgot to blink. Xiao Pei took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID, and walked to the window without saying a word. The side is connected.

From Xiao Pei's eyes, Xiao Hao knew that he was probably pretending to be affectionate. If Cheng Yue wanted to let go, he would never look back.

"Lu Zichen's phone call, he promised to replace Shengtian to participate in your company's investment, just now the funds have been deposited into your company's account, I will notify Yang Mo later, and the investment you contacted earlier basically ensures that the project can be completed on schedule .”

"When did you know?"

"Xiao Hao, did you go out with your head in order to look tall? Why didn't you tell your family that such a big thing happened? You think it's heroic for you to run around and even make such a big thing happen What are the family members for? Just to see that you don’t ask questions or are kept in the dark when you have nowhere to go? If you weren’t hospitalized, I would call Yang Mo. Are you planning to keep it a secret?”

"Xiao Pei, why do you blame me? Didn't you insist on going your own way back then? We brothers are the same in our bones."

"I'm at least getting what I've been through! You're like a reckless man!"

"Thank you for this incident. After I leave the hospital, Lu Zichen will go to the door to thank you in person. He will help. Most of it is because of you and Duoduo's face. It must be due to Lu Ziqian and Liang Mujin. I will remember what happened this time."

"Get out, Xiao Hao, if you really thank us, stop doing such childish things!"

How hard is it to keep watch over someone?

Just like Xiao Hao's current appearance, for two consecutive days, countless friends came and went to give condolences or visits, but the figure that he was always looking forward to seeing seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Everyone seemed to have made an appointment in advance, and didn't mention what happened that day, Li Ze, or even Cheng Yue. When Xiao Hao woke up, he only asked Xiao Pei about Cheng Yue once, and never mentioned it again.

It seemed that suddenly, both Li Ze and Cheng Yue became taboos.

In fact, no one knows, Xiao Hao Mingming is still lucky, obviously every time the door of the ward is pushed open, he looks forward to it more than anyone else, his ears are more sensitive than anyone else, his eyes are brighter than anyone else's, seeing But the man fell back on the bed with a lonely expression in an instant.

As soon as Cheng Yue hung up the phone for Xiao Pei, Dr. Yan dialed in. A deep and serious voice came from the receiver, thinking that something happened to Cheng Han, he answered the phone and ran to the ward of the hematology department. Dizziness and palpitations were severe, so I could only slow down and concentrate on listening to the phone.

"Dean Cheng, where are you?"

"General surgery ward, Dr. Yan, is there something wrong with Ah Hao?"

"No, no, Cheng Han's condition is still relatively stable, and the pretreatment can be completed in three days. But..."

"But what?" Hearing Dr. Yan's hesitation, Cheng Yue couldn't help but feel his heart tightening again. His brows that were originally frowning became more and more twisted, and he couldn't support his back against the wall.

"But the results of your physical examination are very unsatisfactory. The peripheral blood red blood cell volume is low, the hemoglobin concentration has not improved much, and you are still in moderate anemia. Therefore, I do not recommend you to do this operation."

"I have already signed the consent form for the operation, and, Doctor Yan, you know, from the first day of chemotherapy, Ah Han has no way out, if I quit halfway..."

"But you must also be aware of your current situation. From the results of your electrocardiogram, the insufficient blood supply has already caused a lot of burden on your heart. As expected, your recent heart palpitations should not be low. If you If surgery is performed at this time, once the blood production cannot keep up, your tendency to suffer from ischemic cardiomyopathy is irreversible!"

"I know. Doctor Yan, please. Also, don't tell other people about this. "

"Dean Cheng!"

"I've made up my mind, I'm going to your side now."

People say that a teacher is a candle, burning himself to illuminate others.Yan Huachong put down the phone and looked at the thick stack of checklists in his hand. Most of the indicators were below the normal value, and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. He has worked in the hospital for nearly 20 years, and Cheng Yue has been working hard for the previous generation. He sees the heavy burden in his eyes, and now he is so disregarding his own safety to save a younger brother who has hated him for so many years and never forgave him.

This feeling is like the last second when the candle burns out, even if it returns to the light, all the energy in oneself must be released.

"Dean Cheng, if this is your final decision, from now on, you must obey my arrangement and put down all your work and be hospitalized for recuperation!"

Yan Huachong waited for Cheng Yue in the office for nearly 20 minutes before he opened the door with cold sweat all over his face. I can't sit still, and since I entered the door, my left hand has been stuck on my upper abdomen, and the phalanges have turned white and never let go.

"Okay..." Cheng Yue listened dizzily to Dr. Yan's unbearable reprimand, and tried his best to raise his head and answer him with a smile. He didn't even realize that he could only read a word See mouth shape, hear no sound.

"I want to...make a phone call...to explain, otherwise...everyone...thought that my dean...was missing."

"I'll arrange the ward!"

"Doctor Yan..."

"how?"

"I don't want anyone . . . to know about it, so . . . don't arrange for a nurse for me."

"it is good!"

When Cheng Yue left, Xiao Hao was already in a deep coma, and after all, he still couldn't feel relieved. He dialed Feng Zhichu's phone and couldn't wait to ask about Xiao Hao's situation.

"Don't worry, there are nurses monitoring him 24 hours a day, and his family will probably arrive at the hospital tomorrow."

"Thank you, Old Feng, Xiao Hao's side... You still have to worry too much... I may have to go on a business trip for a few days."

"How many days? How long?"

"A short term, about a week... a long term... I don't know either."

"As far as your current physical condition is concerned, it is not suitable for long-distance travel at all. Do you know how serious your arrhythmia and shortness of breath were after you fell into a coma that day? I have already made an appointment for a routine cardiovascular examination for you. Where are you now? "

"On the way to the airport."

"Cheng Yue!"

"I'll come back and find you, okay? It's really not a good thing to be missed by you!"

"Can't you find someone else to go?"

"What should I do? Well, get ready to board the plane. You can help me take care of the hospital. If you have anything to discuss with Vice President Zhang, if it doesn't work, you can talk to my dad..."

"Your father?"

"He'll help, don't worry."

"Cheng Yue, you mean, your dad forgives you? I'll just say it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to suppress the things that happened in the hospital a while ago. Cheng Yue, you've finally come to the end of all your hardships!"

"Hehe..." A wry smile appeared on his pale face, and even outsiders felt that their father and son should have let go of their previous suspicion that blood is thicker than water. If Feng Zhichu knew, it was just the result of his 4 hematopoietic stem cell collections , what do you think.

"I'm hanging up."

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