Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

I just didn't expect Cheng Han to wake up.

These days, he spends almost all his time sleeping. After finally being transferred back to the general ward, Cheng Han woke up after only ten minutes of sleep in a daze.

When you opened your eyes, you saw Cheng Yue sitting crookedly on the edge of the hospital bed with his arms propped on the armrest of the chair, pressing his forehead with his fingers and pinching the space between his brows. He looked tired and thin.

The heart seemed to be pulled by something.

"What are you doing here?"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded abruptly in the quiet ward, and Cheng Yue, who was a little drowsy, suddenly sat up straight, raised his hand to help his slightly lowered glasses.

"Are you awake?"

"Who allowed you to come?" It was just a momentary daze, and Cheng Han, who gradually regained his sanity, even spoke in a sharp voice.

Cheng Yue stroked his chest calmly. The sudden palpitations made him a little unbearable. He supported the bedside table and slowly stood up straight.

"Just to see how you are, I'm leaving first!"

"It really didn't go as you wished. For you, is it a nightmare that I will come down from the blue sky? This hospital will soon not be dominated by you alone. Are you sorry?"

"No."

"Cheng Yue, then why do you come here to pretend to be affectionate? Or do you think that before I fully recover, a scene of brotherly love will be staged to set an example for your subordinates?"

"No."

"Anyway, it's not what you think. Take good care of your illness, and I'll go first." Whether he wants to admit it or not, in Cheng Yue's heart, his family will always be that gentle existence.

I have gotten used to a person these years, but I still haven't gotten used to their bad words or indifference. Cheng Han's words are just a few simple words, and it's not certain whether they will listen to someone else, but it's different after all.

The dense pain in his chest became more and more wanton, and he didn't dare to look back with his back to Cheng Han, afraid to see that face that was somewhat similar to his own, and became hideous and terrifying because of his hatred for him.

"Cheng Yue, what are you pretending? Since you have the guts to come but not the guts to face me, is it true that I guessed it? At that time in the operating room, did you pretend to look at your mother unconscious like this? Wake up, and then don't stop He Chen from letting him kill mom by any means?"

"Cheng Han, as I said, that incident was an accident, and you don't need to worry about it!"

"Then do you dare to show me the forensic examination from that year?" Cheng Han sat up with his back up, his tone was as aggressive as before he fell ill, and the persistence in the depths of his eyes was very similar to that time when he was in front of Cheng Yifan. He straightened his neck and said that he loves Lu Ziqian very much.

"impossible."

"You are scared, are you guilty of being a thief, aren't you? Cheng Yue, let me tell you, as long as I am alive, I will find out the forensic appraisal that you colluded with the police! You look like a hypocrite and enjoy the envy of everyone, one day I will make you and He Chen pay for what you have done!"

"It's up to you." Cheng Yue's steps were a bit heavy and messy, and he tried several times, but he didn't get far. Cheng Han's voice behind him was like a devil's claw from the depths of hell, bit by bit choking his throat.

"Why, exactly why. I wish that you were the one who died in the first place!"

Yan Hua rushed out for a while as soon as he entered the door of the ward, he was startled into a cold sweat by Cheng Han's vicious curse, he hurried through the outer room and pushed open the inner door, Cheng Yue's stiff body shivered slightly against the sunlight , the hand hanging by the side was clenched into a fist, obviously hurt by that sentence.

"Cheng Han, how can you talk to your brother like this?" Yan Hua rushed to Cheng Yue's side and wanted to reach out to help him, but the man stubbornly pushed his hand away, and he straightened his body towards the door. direction to go.

When he said that sentence, Cheng Han regretted it a little. Seeing Cheng Yue's body stiffened suddenly, he felt sad and wanted to slap himself hard. The sudden thought was suppressed.

"Why, Doctor Yan, don't you think that you are qualified to manage my family affairs after saving my life?"

"Cheng Han, I'm just reminding you as an elder not to make irreversible mistakes."

"Irreversible? Go ask Cheng Yue, is it me or him who is irreversible!"

Cheng Han's words kept ringing in Cheng Yue's ears, and then there was a buzzing sound, which gradually exploded in his mind.

Yes, why wasn't he the one who died in the first place?

If it were him, Ah Han would still have a warm and happy home.

If it were him, Dad would not spend his days alone with his memories.

If it was him, maybe my mother could survive such a terrible disease, and maybe a miracle would happen to his disease with Uncle Chen's unremitting efforts.

The time I have survived is like stealing from my mother's life. It turns out that I have been a thief all along, stealing other people's happiness and life.

Cheng Yue only felt that the light in front of him was flickering and dimming, but it was getting farther and farther away, and the hand holding the wall gradually lost strength, and the voice in his heart seemed to be tempting, give up, give up quickly.

Xiao Hao never knew that he would be like a hot-blooded young man in his teens and 20s chasing his girlfriend, hiding in the only way she must pass and waiting for the person she yearned for day and night.

Cheng Yue's sudden breakup that day disturbed his mind, and he didn't even notice when he left. Sitting on the floor of the small study and looking at the photos scattered on the floor, even he himself found it unbelievable, so why bother? Wanting to force people to believe that he never did something like that.

Indifferently packed up those photos and chased to Cheng Yue's apartment, the lock on the door was even dusty due to the long time, sitting on the steps slumped thinking a lot of things, thinking of the pale and sweaty face of that man before going out , with a crumbling body, I always feel the pain in my heart.

Calling the phone over and over again always shows that it is turned off or there is no one answering. I can only drive to the hospital gate to block people after work every day. Just when he stopped, he saw Cheng Yifan hurried out of the building of the inpatient department and was picked up by a car.

Xiao Hao didn't even know how he ran in, he only knew that he was frightened to death, frightened to death, his fierce appearance frightened the little nurses in the nurse's station, and those who knew him naturally didn't dare to hide it, but they were in the way Yan Hua rushed to the order of death, and only said that Cheng Han was the one who was hospitalized, only to see Xiao Hao gradually calm down.

Thinking of Cheng Yue's concern for his younger brother, Xiao Hao searched for the ward and chased him all the way. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Cheng Yue leaning on the wall tottering, and ran over to support the man who was about to fall. .

"A Yue!"

After the initial anxiety and panic passed, Xiao Hao quickly ran towards the emergency room with Cheng Yue in his arms.

Feng Zhichu, who rushed over after receiving the news, saw Xiao Hao at the door without accident, gave him a strange look but pushed open the door of the emergency room and walked in without saying a word.

Cheng Yue was just in a rush of pain and didn't recover all of a sudden and passed out. He gradually regained consciousness on the way of being bumped back and forth in Xiao Hao's arms. Type barely said a word.

"Don't tell Xiao Hao."

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