Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Yan Huachong had just come out of the laminar flow ward, and before he took off his isolation suit, a little nurse hurried over, and the panic on his face was obvious.

"Doctor Yan, the dean has a heartbeat disorder accompanied by dyspnea."

"Are you breathing oxygen?"

"Oxygen mask already on."

"How about your blood pressure and pulse?"

"The blood pressure couldn't go up, the pulse was weak, and the consciousness still hasn't recovered."

"Prepare for first aid and go to the blood bank to transfer 800ml of plasma."

It has been more than a week, and Xiao Hao has been transferred to the general ward. Although his complexion is still not good, but fortunately, the wound has healed well, there is no sign of redness, swelling and pus, and he can basically get out of bed and walk around.

However, in the past two days, for some unknown reason, Xiao Hao has always been inexplicably flustered, having trouble sleeping and eating, and even being awakened by nightmares at night.

Today, I just came back from a walk in the small garden downstairs. Before I entered the ward, I felt a sudden panic and chest tightness. After leaning against the wall for a while, I was covered in cold sweat. Finally, the nurse who patrolled the building found and helped me. Then sent back to the ward.

The nurse knew Xiao Hao somewhat, knew that his identity was extraordinary, and informed Feng Zhichu as soon as he left the house.

Feng Zhichu called Cheng Yue for several days in a row, and there were voice prompts to leave messages. In the past two days, the phone was completely shut down. In the midst of his annoyance, there was only worry. When answering the phone or turning off the phone, under special circumstances, he would also find someone else's mobile phone to call him back. This is the first time in so many years that he has lost the message out of thin air.

While fidgeting, he received an inside call from the nurse, and hurried to Xiao Hao's ward.

"The nurse just told me that you are not feeling well, what's the matter? The wound hurts or dizziness?"

"It's nothing, just a sudden flustered chest tightness, and it's much better now."

After Feng Zhichu heard this, he frowned slightly, took out a stethoscope from his pocket and did a simple examination for Xiao Hao, then went back to the end of the bed and picked up the medicine card to ponder over carefully.

"The heartbeat is a little fast, and there are no other problems. I guess it's because you haven't had a good rest in the past two days. Is the potion still on today?"

"The nurse was shocked just now, and I rushed to inform you, but I haven't hung up yet." Xiao Hao put on the opening of the hospital gown and sat up slowly. Today, the chest tightness lasted for an extraordinarily long time, and he just had a meal After tossing and talking, he seemed weak and weak when speaking.

"There is no problem with the medicine. I will ask the nurse to adjust the medicine slowly. If there is any situation, ring the bell to let me know. Also, your wound has almost grown, and the next time is to take good care of it, replenish blood and qi , Avoid smoking and drinking. After today, you can go through the discharge procedures at any time."

"I see, thanks."

"If it's okay, I'll go first."

"Doctor Feng? Ah Yue..."

"He's gone on a business trip, and I can't get in touch with him now." He was already very anxious in his heart, when Feng Zhichu heard Xiao Hao mentioning Cheng Yue at this time, he spoke with a little impatience and indifference, thinking about that person leaving When I called him that day, I talked intermittently, and after a few short explanations, I had to pause for a long time, and I was even more annoyed with Xiao Hao in my heart. on his eyes.

"When I left that day, my complexion was so pale, my stomach cramps happened frequently, and my hypoglycemia symptoms worsened. Xiao Hao, is that why you love him so much?"

"us..."

"How are you? You sent Li Zelai to the hospital in a panic in front of the public, and staged such a touching life-and-death love affair. You thought it was just your instinctive reaction of fear of losing, but do you know that your madness is behind the scenes?" In the eyes of others, there is another way of thinking. How many medical staff in this hospital know you, you must know it well. Cheng Yue is standing in the corner watching you hysterically begging everyone to save Li. Ze, do you know what the intern nurse who stood next to her said? As a bystander, the little girl regarded the great achievements of the two of you as a great life-and-death love that transcended all worldly shackles, and she was beaming with joy when she said to Cheng Yue, Sigh that kind of love is true love.”

"I was really afraid that Aze would not be able to save him."

"Indeed, this is justifiable. Then what do you mean by self-mutilation?"

"Self-mutilation?"

"Isn't it self-harm?"

"Does Ah Yue also think that I mean to keep him with half my life?"

"Xiao Hao, I always thought you were an upright man, but...forget it, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Xiao Hao looked at the disappointment and bewilderment on Feng Zhichu's face, and curled his mouth in a self-deprecating manner.

"A Yue, does it mean that you don't even understand me, does it mean that you don't even believe me? That's why you are so determined to leave? For more than a week, even if I live in your hospital, how can you do it? Did Wenwen even arrange a business trip at such a time?

I have never regretted that I used such a stupid method to force Aze to give up, to force myself to feel less guilty. Although this method is childish and selfish, I don't want us to be in the future because of Aze. This incident has created a bottom line that cannot touch each other.

A Yue, I thought you would understand me. I thought that even if you couldn't forgive me soon after you heard everything, at least you wouldn't hide from me.Sometimes I really doubt whether the feelings of the past two years are real? "

"Send him to the ICU for observation overnight, pay close attention to his heartbeat and breathing, and measure his blood pressure every hour and a half. In addition, we will notify the Cardiovascular Department tomorrow for a consultation."

"Understood, Doctor Yan."

"Also, go directly to Director Ma tomorrow, don't tell Director Feng yet."

"Ok."

Yan Huachong took off his mask, looking tired and helpless, feeling as if all his energy had been drained from his body, he raised his hands. In his life, he had saved countless lives by flipping his fingers, but this time, he used these hands , the only time he violated the original intention of saving lives.

Cheng Yue woke up once during the first aid, and he only told him with a little clarity, don't tell anyone, don't ask Feng Zhichu to come over, don't feel guilty.

His mind is so clear and transparent, how could he not know what he was thinking in his heart, such simple three sentences, lightly rejected all the things he wanted to do on impulse, and came back lightly, he wanted to do it in his dreams I can't forget that Cheng Yue tried his best to smile at him at the end, and mouthed to him with difficulty that he would definitely hold on.

At that moment, Yan Huachong couldn't stop himself, his eyes blushed in front of all the doctors and nurses.

Cheng Han's condition has been effectively controlled. In the next few days, he will focus on observing the rejection reaction after transplantation. Cheng Yifan can only stand outside the laminar flow ward and look at the monitoring screen or the viewing window to see his daily life. Progress, occasionally when he wakes up, he can chat with him through voice calls.

It was obvious that Cheng Han's situation was getting better day by day, but Cheng Yifan felt like a knot in his heart.

He hadn't been seen since the transplant last night, and his original ward was empty, as if nothing had ever happened.

Cheng Yifan went to ask Yan Huachong about Cheng Yue, and that person told him in a lukewarm tone as usual that Cheng Yue had received a temporary invitation to go abroad for inspection and had already flown to the United States the morning after the operation.

Recently, Cheng Yifan often dreamed of Gu Jingyan's gentle and peaceful face, staying at the graceful age of 7 years ago, but, in the most recent dream, he couldn't see her smile, the weeping eyes always made him subconscious Think of Cheng Yue.

He clearly knows that he has already owed it in this life. Whether it is his wife or his son, he may not be considered a good husband or a good father. Since he took over the Cheng family, he has devoted almost all his energy to his career. His wife and children cared very little, and he felt guilty, he even thought about taking over Gu Jingyan's burden in the year when Cheng Yue returned to China, and then freed up time to spend more time with his wife who never complained.

However, he never thought that before he made up for it, Gu Jingyan would be separated from him, and there would be no chance for him to make up for it.

For so many years, when he couldn't sleep at night, he would think wildly, but he couldn't figure out whether it was this son he couldn't forgive, or the lack he didn't want to admit for many years.

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