Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

Cheng Yue felt that this sleep was too deep, and he didn't even want to wake up for a while. The lingering pain in his chest was like being pressed by a heavy stone. The gradually restored clarity and the strong disinfectant around him The smell and the oxygen mask covering half of his face made him aware, but after only a few days, he was back in the ward.

"Are you awake?" Feng Zhichu thought of it in a warm voice beside him, and Cheng Yue knew that this was a sign of his anger, so he lazily opened his eyes and met his sullen brows and smiled.

"Are you unhappy when I wake up? Ahem..."

"Do you want me to check them all by myself or do you confess?" Feng Zhichu put a pile of inspection reports in his hand on the bedside table and sat down. When he pulled the chair away, the screeching sound of rubbing the floor turned into Cheng Yue's chest pain. It became sharp, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to caress his chest.

Feng Zhichu watched the person in front of him close his eyes again without saying a word, but the anger in his eyes was rarely seen on weekdays. He couldn't believe that after going out for more than half a month, Cheng Yue had tossed himself out of his heart. sick!What he didn't expect was that when he was looking for information in Director Ma's office just now, he discovered the two cardiac angiography examinations he had done during the business trip and a few days ago.

The difference between the two inspections was only more than ten days, but the result was completely opposite.

Feng Zhichu realized that Director Ma's reticence was hesitant, and now he realized that the man's business trip a few days ago was a cover. During the days when he couldn't be contacted, he didn't even bother to go to the airport to check whether the flight was on. There is Cheng Yue.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhichu blamed himself to death. He claimed to be the person who knew Cheng Yue best, and he was the closest person to him, but he didn't even know what he did!

"Ahem... I donated bone marrow to Cheng Han last month." Cheng Yue knew that with Feng Zhichu's ability, he couldn't hide it anymore, so he tilted his head and reached out to take off the oxygen mask and coughed a few times, and finally confessed to him .

"What did you say?"

"Ahan was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukemia and needed a transplant."

"So you transplanted him with that physical condition?"

"Otherwise, what should we do? Watch him wait to die?" Cheng Yue pulled out an indifferent smile and looked at Feng Zhichu, his face was almost as white as the sheet, but he just took off the oxygen mask, and his speech seemed weak.

"Why a bone marrow transplant?"

"The mobilizing agent reacts too much, and, besides, it doesn't work."

"Cheng Yue! Do you know what you are doing?"

"Help."

"You're exchanging your life for his, do you know? Heart disease, I don't think you need me to tell you how dangerous it is, even a small accident can kill you at any time!"

"That's what I owe this family."

Feng Zhichu seemed to be waking up from a dream. He suddenly remembered that the uproar in the hospital some time ago was settled overnight by Cheng Yifan. , finally got the family's understanding.

So now it seems, what is that?

During Cheng Yue's absence, he contacted Cheng Yifan a few times, but that person basically didn't mention his affairs, and he only gave a few token greetings about the hospital affairs. At that time, he didn't understand why he generously helped his son The escaped person was still so indifferent. He just thought it was because the relatives had been estranged for too long and hadn't gotten used to it. He just thought that the Cheng family's temperament was relatively cold, but he never expected that the price would be so expensive. .

Feng Zhichu watched Cheng Yue say a few words, then tilted his head tiredly, unwilling to say any more, and curled up again, thinking that he was uncomfortable again, went over to adjust the speed of the drip, and helped him again Put on an oxygen mask.

"Heart medicine will irritate the stomach, but your current situation is not suitable for painkillers, can you hold it?"

"I can't bear it...you can go to work."

"Ring the bell, I'll come and see you later."

Feng Zhichu had no surgery today and was not on duty, but he still escaped from Cheng Yue's ward in a panic. At this moment, he had some inexplicable fear. When Cheng Yue fell down in the operating room, his hands were pulled abnormally In the chest, the blood pressure was low, the pulse was weak, and even the breathing was so shallow that it was shocking. These symptoms were very similar to the patients he had to see every day, but he still did an electrocardiogram for him without giving up.

People are like this, long before the guess is confirmed, they will hold on to the one-ten-thousandth hope to get lucky, but the little flame is suddenly extinguished by the checked data.

In the end, all that was left was to escape.

Feng Zhichu didn't dare to face Cheng Yue like this.

Wandering in various wards in despair, doctors, nurses and patients coming and going with their own expressions, unknowingly came to the ward of the hematology department. Looking up, as long as you pass through the corridor in front of you, you will It was a laminar flow ward, and based on Cheng Han's recovery, it must have been time to leave the ward. Feng Zhichu lingered at the door of the ward, hesitantly unwilling to go in.

He has seen Cheng Han before. At that time, when Cheng Yue was studying abroad, his schedule was so full that he might not even be free to go home during the Chinese New Year. Cheng Han always ran over to live for a while when he was on vacation. That At that time, the relationship between the two brothers was so good that he was envious or jealous. He was still an underage child, and the luggage he brought over on the long-distance flight was all kinds of specialties from his hometown except for two changes of clothes. Cheng Yue At that time, I preferred Liubiju’s pickles and all kinds of small snacks made by Gu Jingyan. The child actually traveled thousands of miles to let his brother eat the food from his hometown, and was even suspected by the airport staff before departure. I almost missed my flight because I brought dangerous items for interrogation.

How much Feng Zhichu liked the little boy who was carefree and still a little bit dependent at that time. He regarded his elder brother as the closest person in the world, and obeyed Cheng Yue's words.

However, it has only been about a year since Cheng Yue came back from studying abroad, and all the admiration and love in the past turned into the deepest hatred. He always felt that Cheng Han was full of hatred for Cheng Yue. How could he impulsively do so many embarrassing things when he was young, even being strangers for so many years.

Just like, how much a person has nostalgia for the image he yearns for and worships, his belief will collapse the moment that image is not perfect.

"Doctor Feng?"

"Doctor Yan?"

"Why are you here, isn't it... Dean Cheng?" Yan Huachong walked over from Cheng Han's ward, and saw Feng Zhichu standing around the door of the ward from a distance but not going in, his heart tightened Greeting him, he knew in his heart that if Feng Zhichu appeared at this time, it could only be that Cheng Yue's operation was discovered, and there should be something abnormal about his body.

"It's just what you think... due to insufficient blood supply, the left ventricular diastolic function is abnormal and accompanied by symptoms of angina pectoris. If it deteriorates for a long time, there will be arrhythmia and thrombosis or embolism."

"But... before he was discharged from the hospital, I gave him a detailed physical examination, and he didn't have this symptom at that time."

"Maybe it was during the incubation period or the inspection was not in place at that time, or maybe it was not well taken care of after being discharged from the hospital. These are all possible factors."

"Then he is now?"

"I passed out in the operating room in the morning and just woke up. Resting is the only way."

"Then his stomach...has the bleeding/bleeding stopped?"

"I don't know very well. I just checked his heart and didn't do anything else."

"Hey... all my life, I have always been committed to saving lives and healing the wounded, and I have never been sorry to any of my patients, but..."

"It's not your fault. I'm afraid no one can stop what Cheng Yue decided." Feng Zhichu kept looking through the doors in the corridor. When he said these words, he didn't have enough confidence. Cheng Yue He has always known about his persistence, but every time he thinks about that month, without Xiao Hao by his side, without the company of his family, and even hiding from anyone around him who he once fell in love with, he was alone. Inside the ward.

How can anyone repay debt like him, how can anyone embarrass himself like him?

In his anger, Feng Zhichu couldn't help rounding his fist and hitting the wall next to him.

Who said that consummation is the destination of kind people, and who said that the reward of suffering is the destination of such fools?

Obviously at this time, the man was lying on the hospital bed alone, but he still lied to him, even forced a smile on his face, pretending that he didn't care, pretending that he didn't care about anything.

If it was him, what kind of long suffering and depression would it be?

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