Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Cheng Yue saw Cheng Yifan leaving with a little urgency, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be maintained, he pressed his arms hard on his upper abdomen, and lowered his eyes, not knowing where they fell.

His eyes swept to the piece of broken glass at the end of the bed, and the corners of his mouth curled up mockingly.

After a while, he raised his head slowly, pulled down the sleeves of the hospital gown, moved his body and reached for the thermos bucket on the bedside table, because of the weakness and the pain scattered all over his body, he failed several times, and almost took that share with him. The warm chicken soup from home was swept to the ground.

After barely pulling the small table at the end of the bed and putting the thermos on it, Cheng Yue's eyes suddenly became sore and blurred.

He lifted the lid with trembling hands, and the familiar scent exuded a strong sense of home. The spasm/convulsion in his stomach was no longer so severe but it hadn't subsided completely because he couldn't endure it with the medicine, and the nausea that rolled up from time to time reminded him , Drinking it will only increase the pressure.

Mama Wu carefully removed the oily foam from the chicken soup. It was light but delicious. There were bits of minced meat in it, which showed how much effort the stewers put into it.Cheng Yue took a breath and carefully poured the soup into the bowl, took a spoon and drank it slowly.

The scent and warm taste just entered turned out to be the restlessness in the stomach, and the warm feeling spread to the whole body. He was greedy like a child who hadn't tasted the sweetness of sugar for many years. I drank two full bowls.

As soon as I sat back on the bed and leaned against the head of the bed, there was a huge wave in my stomach like Nezha making waves in the sea. I didn't even have time to recollect it, so I staggered into the bathroom, and there was a burst of vomiting. He was vomited out intact but still refused to give up. The continuous retching became more and more intense each time, and the vomit was mixed with gastric juice and bile mixed with a little blood before barely stopping.

The violent vomiting depleted the little bit of physical strength he had barely replenished with the potion, and he slid and sat on the cold floor leaning against the white wall of the bathroom unsteadily. The power ate away at his sanity.

It hurts so much that I don't even have the strength to resist.

Cheng Yue involuntarily curled up his legs and pressed his fists against his abdomen. The cold touch on the floor reminded him that he could not curl up like this and had to go back to the bed. With his current appearance, if he catches a cold again, then Cheng Han would really be useless. saved.

Cheng Yue struggled to stand up, leaned on the sink and turned on the faucet, and the biting cold tap water splashed on his face, finally clearing his chaotic mind.

He looked up at the person in the mirror, his pale face was pale, but the corners of his mouth were slightly red, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his eyelids were black and gray, except for his still proud nose and those pair of eyes. The charming eyebrows and eyes, this skin is actually dilapidated inside and out, but, fortunately, it still has this final purpose, that is, this crumbling skin can be used as an exchange to help the hospital tide over the difficulties, the promise to Gu Jingyan , after all, he has achieved meticulous protection.

Cheng Yue looked at the mirror and smiled slowly.

The smile widened little by little as the corners of the mouth cracked, and then slowly stiffened. This kind of care has been gone for a long time, and the sudden warmth made him feel reluctant, even if it pierced the intestines, he But he also drank it without hesitation, enjoying it like a sugarcane.

On the third day after being admitted to the hospital, he began to inject mobilization agents. Dr. Yan's sullen face showed his heart at all times, and he basically had no time for recovery. He was relying on the nutrient solution for support, and his body was not up to standard at all, but at this time, he had no chance to stop it.

It's like, Yan Huachong watched Cheng Yue's violent vomiting while guarding Cheng Yue's ward, but he was helpless. He had just injected an antiemetic injection, and the effect of the medicine didn't come into play so quickly. He thought he had already done it. Fully prepared, I thought he had seen all kinds of scenes of his patients after chemotherapy and had become numb, but seeing Cheng Yue struggling so hard, he couldn't help being slightly moved.

Since she was hospitalized, she lived alone in a huge ward without a nurse, and was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.After he talked with Cheng Yifan, that person would deliver every meal, but every time it seemed like a routine, he put down his things and left without even knowing to ask more questions or stay with him.

Every time the food was delivered, whether it was edible or not, Cheng Yue took it with a smile and ate it contentedly, and then vomited it out.

He sees everything in his eyes but is powerless. He has been a doctor for so many years, and he has never flinched or hesitated when facing patients. At this time, he tried his best to think and give up.

Before that, he had always believed that family affection was the only thing that could not be blocked in this world, even though there were differences between closeness and distance, they would not be so indifferent.

However, seeing Cheng Yue so lonely supporting his broken body and doing the hardest effort for Cheng Han, blood is thicker than water, but that ignorant young man suddenly turned his face every time he mentioned Cheng Yue .

After all, this world is not fair. Who said that everyone's love and being loved are equal, who said that youth is absurd, no matter what unforgivable wrong things you have done, at least you will be forgiven by your loved ones?

The Cheng Yue in front of him completely subverted the image of the dean who was serious and dedicated to innovation. At this moment, he was just a child who was abandoned by his relatives and had to be found again.

His son is only a few years younger than Cheng Yue. He has already married and established a business. Every time he returns home, he still shakes his wife's arm and occasionally acts coquettishly for the sake of delicious food. Complained a few words, but Cheng Yue didn't seem to care about it, and worked hard to cooperate with him in all the preoperative preparations.

"Dean Cheng?"

"I'm fine..." Seeing that Cheng Yue finally stopped vomiting, Yan Huachong stepped forward to help him lie down, the drip needle hanging on his hand slipped out without accident, but he still said to him with a pale face fine.

"This is only the first day...the reaction is so violent, and there is a fever, and then..."

"I can."

"But such violent vomiting like yours will put a lot of burden on your stomach. If it continues, if it causes the blood vessels in the stomach to rupture, then..."

"Try again tomorrow. Really... If it doesn't work, choose... Bone marrow transplantation."

Two consecutive days of mobilization agent injections were not effective, and the blood test results showed that the white blood cell growth rate was slow. At Cheng Yue's request, Dr. Yan had no choice but to switch to the second plan and directly perform bone marrow transplantation.

When he was pushed into the operating room, Cheng Yue still had a faint smile on his face, and he looked at Dr. Yan with gratitude and relief in his eyes, but Dr. Yan couldn't smile.

The operation time was not too long. The 2ml bone marrow blood was collected in more than 800 hours, and Cheng Yue, who was in a coma, was sent to the ward.

At this time, Yan Huachong had no more time to do anything, so the nurse pushed Cheng Yue into the intensive care unit and then went to another operating room to perform a transplant operation for Cheng Han.

Yan Huachong has performed nearly a hundred transplant operations in his life, but he has never been so nervous as today. The heavy bone marrow blood is injected into Cheng Han's body drop by drop, and the next step is regular daily checkups to deal with various possible emergencies. complication.

When he walked out of the operating room, Yan Huachong even had a thought in his mind that this would be the last transplant operation in his life, and it was also the operation he regretted the most.

Cheng Han woke up less than 10 hours after the operation, and everything is in good condition.In the ward across the corridor, Cheng Yue was still awake for a long time. Yan Huachong thought about Cheng Yue's short-term blood pressure drop and arrhythmia during the operation, and his heart was spinning a thousand times.

Cheng Yue used local anesthesia, and he himself noticed his condition during the operation. Seeing Yan Huachong, who was too late to do anything, his eyes were full of begging, which once made Yan Huachong want to throw away the syringe in his hand. He didn't even know how he completed the operation, the young dean smiled gratefully at him at the last moment and finally passed out.

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