Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Dr. Zhu was in his 40s, in the prime of life, with a steady demeanor. He asked Cheng Ji to sit down and said, "You look very pale. You haven't rested for the past few days, okay?"

Cheng Ji didn't understand the situation, so he answered vaguely, and continued to wait for him to speak.

The doctor cut to the chase and said, "Xiao Cheng, I have to talk to you, because I think you have stepped into some kind of misunderstanding. I am a doctor, and I want the patient to recover as much as you do, but sometimes we all have to Bow your head to reality, bow to the law of life. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the law, the so-called law is constant, there is no miracle.”

Cheng Ji looked at him.

The doctor said: "I know that your mother is your only family member, so you don't want to give up, but if not giving up is enough, we humans would have gained eternal life long ago. Xiao Cheng, it's time."

Cheng Ji remained silent.

The doctor further explained: "The treatment has no effect, and all the medical methods will only increase the suffering of the patient. I hope you still transfer your mother to a hospice hospital, so that she can spend the last days in a stable and peaceful way." Xiao Cheng, this is the third time we have talked. I have been advising you from the very beginning. For a patient like your mother, the result of treatment is nothing but life and wealth. You have persisted long enough. Look."

Cheng Ji suddenly understood why the boy gave him his body and the rest of his life, because he was desperate and exhausted.

Stopping the treatment means giving up his mother voluntarily, and it may be difficult to get rid of this sense of guilt in the next few decades-he grew up in a single-parent family, and his relationship with his mother should be quite deep.

To continue to maintain means that he has to sell blood, body or even organs to raise medical expenses, and it is still irreparable in the end.

Either option made him miserable, so he simply gave up on himself first.

Cheng Ji inhaled slowly, then exhaled slowly, and said to the doctor, "Give me a night to think about it?"

The doctor agreed: "It doesn't matter, transfer or discharge bills can only be processed tomorrow morning, you should think about it."

Hearing the word "checkout", Cheng Ji was a little embarrassed, because he still owed the hospital more than 2 yuan.

In the taxi, he checked with his mobile phone, and there was only more than 4000 left on his bank card, which was the last bit of food left. If he was transferred to another hospital, he would still have to bear the expenses of the hospice hospital.

"Doctor Zhu..." He hesitated to speak, without any hope, "If I decide to transfer or leave the hospital, can I go through the formalities first, and then come back to pay the bill when I have money?"

The doctor stared at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay."

"Okay?" Cheng Ji couldn't believe his ears.

The doctor said: "No one else can do it, but you can do it. I will guarantee it for you."

"This... thank you!" Cheng was very grateful.

The doctor said: "Xiao Cheng, this is the first time you have asked for help from others in so many days, how can I not give you face? In fact, what I want to talk to you also includes this point. In this world, there is no one to support you, so don't be too concerned. Isolate yourself, and even the hardest spine will break under heavy pressure. It is not shameful to ask others for help occasionally. Everyone can see your situation and want to help you, but they are afraid that you will hurt your self-esteem and that you will not appreciate it. "

"I appreciate it! I appreciate it!" Cheng Ji said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you so much! In the future, I will definitely correct any problems I have! I promise to pay back the money, and we will never let our hospital suffer!"

The doctor looked at him with a smile: "Don't worry."

Cheng Ji said goodbye and walked to the ward where her mother was.

There were four patients lying side by side in the ward, all critically ill, and his mother's bed was closest to the window.

The patient and accompanying family members were already asleep, Cheng Ji approached lightly, and looked at the haggard woman on the bed through the dim light from the window.

Death has taken more than half of her away, and the remaining half is hidden in various intubation tubes. If the tubes are pulled out, she will go with it.

He wanted to call mom, but he couldn't, so he sat on the edge of the bed and said silently in his heart: Madam, we are miserable.

I'm not used to having a mother myself, so I didn't think of you at all when we were fighting just now. We might be hurting each other.

Because of me, you are likely to be found by the enemy.

Because of you, I will not be able to safely leave the city and the hospital, so I have to deal with it in a limited space.

Cheng Ji sighed, leaned over and whispered in Ms. Cheng's ear, "I'll transfer you to another hospital tomorrow morning, and then we can encourage each other."

He found an accompanying chair and lay down, covered himself with a down jacket, curled up, and soon fell asleep under the attack of fatigue.

After sleeping in a daze for more than an hour, a certain sensitive part gradually felt pain. Although it was not severe, it was long.

He turned over and sat up, reached out his hand to poke under his clothes, and suddenly his whole body bounced in pain!

He touched something!

on the left!

This thing was beyond his knowledge, he didn't know how to describe it, so he touched it again...

It really hurts!

He jumped off the escort chair and rushed into the bathroom of the ward, locked the door behind him and lifted up his clothes to take a look. Even though his psychological quality is far stronger than ordinary people, he couldn't help but scream at this moment:

"Hold!!!"

I should have spoken more civilized language, but I couldn't help it, because like the silver nail on his belly button, there was a ring on the tip of his left nipple.

"..."

He knelt down and covered his mouth with his hands...

Navel studs are small and tucked in, so it doesn't matter.

But that place...

He just climbed the stairs with his bare hands, right?And got into a fight with someone, right?After the fight, he still tied up the opponent, didn't he?Is he still on the opponent's body?Then return to the recovery path and climb down from the outer wall...

Every movement rubs against that ring! !

The ring is a dead thing, it doesn't hurt, and Cheng Ji's nipples are already swollen to the size of a small grape!

When you don't know this thing exists, it's just a dull pain; once you know it, it becomes a sharp pain!

Unbearable to be disturbed and suffering, Cheng Ji was bitter for a while, and two drops of heroic tears fell from his stooped body.

why?Did Manager Zhou suggest calling?Do you want to be so dedicated? !

Why doesn't he drill his own tits? !Can this ring prevent pregnancy or what? ! !

Cheng Ji sobbed, thinking he had to take it down!When he bit the hem of his T-shirt and stretched his hands slowly towards the waist ring, his mood was in a precarious mood, his eyes were flushed with excitement, and tears rolled down from his wide-open eyes...

In his previous life, he was quite fond of crying, but he seldom cried for physical pain, because those pains passed after gnashing his teeth, but this time it was different, that part was too sensitive.

He hated himself why he didn't notice it before he climbed the stairs, and he didn't notice it before the fight. If he found it a minute earlier, there would be more hope of healing!

Now it's all right, the quantitative change has turned into a qualitative change, how can I treat the inflammation in this ghost place? !

He touched the ring tremblingly, but only slightly lifted it out, and it took all his willpower to restrain himself from screaming, as if hundreds of people were massaging their nails in front of him. Scratching the blackboard, my scalp tingles with horror!

"..."

He put his hands down abruptly, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, reminding himself to calm down.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe...

No, he needs to take a paper bag to breathe, otherwise he will get ventilatory syndrome!

——The so-called ventilation syndrome is hypocapnia. The patient's breathing becomes fast and shallow due to tension, fear and other emotions, which leads to a decrease in the concentration of carbon dioxide in the blood, so dizziness, rapid breathing and heartbeat, and pale face. Cold hands and feet and even fainting.Cover your mouth and nose with a paper bag, and you can repeatedly inhale the carbon dioxide in the bag to relieve ventilation syndrome.

(The above is still from Baidu Encyclopedia)

Cheng Ji really took a bag to cover his mouth and nose, sat on the toilet panting, and it took a long time to suppress the dizziness.

If he had a scalpel handy, he would rather have his tits cut off!

But no!The tits are an inseparable part of his body, and the nipples that are swollen to the size of grapes are also his own tits! !

"..." He breathed and organized his thoughts.

Finally, he stood up abruptly, lifted the hem of his clothes and stuffed it into his mouth fiercely, stuffing his mouth full, making sure that he couldn't make any sound, and challenged to take the ring again.

He found that the throat of this body is very shallow, and it is easy to vomit when it is stimulated, and it keeps retching when there is something in its mouth. The taste is indescribable.

I don't know how much time has passed, but in short, he bet on the perseverance and patience of two lifetimes!

……

Ring down! !

When he took it off, he was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were black, and his legs were so weak that he almost sat on the cold floor of the bathroom. Thanks to the toilet lid being on the side, he was saved once again.

The skin on the chest was broken, and small drops of blood oozed out.

This ring should have been done in the past two days, and it was strictly sterilized during the surgery. Although it is inevitable to be slightly painful, it will not be swollen.

He slumped, trembling, hugging his defiled body tightly,

Ahhh, he is no longer pure...

Then he rushed out of the ward holding the ring, walked all the way into the public bathroom in the ward, entered a certain cubicle, and threw the ring into the toilet. He filled it with water more than a dozen times in a row, and the veins on his forehead still haven't receded.

Out of anger, he tugged and pulled off his underwear, including a ripped T-shirt, hip shorts, thongs and fishnet stockings.

He put on his down jacket and returned to Ms. Cheng's bedside, grabbed a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, returned to the toilet cubicle, took out a lighter from his pocket, rolled up his pants, socks and clothes, and set them on fire.

The bathroom was originally used as a smoking room, so there is no smoke alarm system installed.Cheng Ji controlled the flames, picked up the ashes after watching the flames burn out, and poured them into the toilet to flush them down.

"Welcome back to the world." He said indifferently.

After a long time, he walked out of the bathroom and was going to the nurse's station to borrow an anti-inflammatory ointment, because although the ring was removed, the pain was still there.

But when I got closer, I found that the two nurses were dozing off. One was resting his head on his hands, and the other was lying on the operating table.The clock was pointing to two o'clock in the morning, and Cheng Ji thought about their hard work, and was too embarrassed to speak, so he had to go back to Ms. Cheng's ward first.

Lying on the escort chair again, he was stunned for a moment, endured the pain, and fell asleep so exhausted.

He had a lot of dazzling dreams, his eyes were full of white tits, rolling close to him, scrambling to punch his face, he said no, no, no, no help, no tits, or pestle...

Later, he finally found a healthy, muscular male chest. When he looked up, the face was that of Qi Beisong. He was so frightened that he sat up in shock, panting wildly while clutching his heart, his brow covered in cold sweat.