I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I lay on the hospital bed looking at the photo in my hand.Jiang Heng pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing me like this, he smiled and said, "What are you looking at, smiling so happily?"

I put the back of the photo against my face and turned to look at him: "Look at how stupid you used to be."

He let out a laugh, came over and gently took off the photo, held it in his hand and held it up: "Did you bring this here?"

"I asked Aunt Yang to bring it over."

He smiled helplessly, and put the photo on the bedside table beside him: "Do you feel better physically?"

I made a sincere expression: "It's so good that I can run 3000 meters downstairs to show you."

"Thank you for being sensitive." He pinched my face.

When I was in my third year, fourth year, and just after graduation, my condition eased, and even some indicators occasionally returned to the normal range.However, the good times didn’t last long, and the situation suddenly intensified in the next three or four years; Jiang Heng took me to hemodialysis to barely survive, but I was still hospitalized due to complications during the handover of summer and autumn in 2015. , also received a report card of advanced renal failure.

The doctor said that there is not much I can do now.Even if you can go on, the road will not be too long.

After hearing the news, I was so scared that I couldn't stop crying, Jiang Heng held my hand and said don't worry, you bear the pain of dialysis, I'll find another way, it will be fine.

It seemed like he was the one who kept telling me everything was going to be okay no matter what the situation was.

At the end of the day, the doctor gave me two options: one is to continue dialysis, but how long I can persist is left to fate; the other is kidney transplantation.

However, a kidney transplant was very difficult for me.Originally, kidney resources were very difficult to find, and my RH-negative rare blood type made matching even more difficult.The situation was urgent. During that time, Jiang Heng contacted hospitals and various institutions every day, but there was still no news of a kidney that could match me.

So when Jiang Heng said that he would donate a kidney to me that day, I looked at him in disbelief and couldn't say a word.

I knew he had the same blood type as me, and I knew the possibility of a match, but I never thought I would ask him to donate.On the one hand, I feel that there is still hope, and there are always other ways to go. On the other hand, I feel that his perseverance these years is the greatest kindness I can imagine, and I dare not ask for anything else.

It was a long time before I opened my mouth and said, do you know that the ten-year survival rate after transplantation is only 60.00%, and if you don’t take good care of your remaining kidney, you will get sick, and you venture capital?

He flicked my forehead and said that I am willing, and now that the technology is advanced, there are some people who live like ordinary people after the operation.It has found the one-in-a-thousand blood type, so your body has the nerve to reject it.I can take care of myself better than you, don't think about me.

I covered my forehead and looked at him blankly, thinking that he was very suitable to be a quack doctor who fooled people.

I was uneasy for a few days, but in the end I couldn't persuade him, so I let him go for a matching check, and the result was an unexpected match.Holding the report card, he swaggered in front of me with some pride, and in a flash he looked like the high-spirited appearance in the practice room many years ago: Did you see it, fate.

I looked at him and started to cry.He pulled me into his arms in a funny way, saying that you cry when you are unhappy, and you cry when you are happy, why are you so difficult to raise.

Afterwards, I accidentally heard rumors among doctors. The content was probably that there was a man with a rare blood type in another city who was looking for a matching kidney. After several years of dialysis, it was quite hard work. After seeing Jiang Heng’s registration records, it is said that he even gave it to him in private. He called.

"No way, Mr. Jiang designated to donate the kidney, not to the project. Who leaked this confidential information?" The man took a breath in surprise.

"Who knows, now that you have money, you can make ghosts go through the mill, not to mention that he's almost done, can you not be in a hurry."

Jiang Heng didn't tell me about it, which means his conversation with that patient didn't end happily.I felt sorry for the same patient in my heart, but there was nothing I could do.

The transplant was on November 11th.It's today.

I held his hand and whispered, "Are you ready?"

"Anytime." He gently shook back, "What about you?"

I closed my eyes and laughed: "I don't know, I'm so nervous..."

"There's nothing to be nervous about...you get a good night's sleep, I'll do a laparoscopic surgery first, and then the doctor will repair the kidney..."

I hurried to cover his mouth: "Can we skip the details--I'm even more nervous when you say it, my God."

He laughed, then bent down, kissed my forehead through my hand, and said vaguely: "Anyway, you just sleep. We can go home after you wake up and rest for a few weeks."

While speaking, medical staff have already come in to prepare.Those instruments clicked horribly, and my waist hurt again when I heard them.

He continued: "Going back just in time for Christmas and then New Years."

"New Year?" I raised a smile, "So soon?"

"Yeah...everything will be fine."

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"The operation was very successful, and the new kidney is functioning normally. Remember to monitor her diet and medication. The observation period of three to six months after surgery is very important. According to her condition, there should not be too much trouble." If there is any abnormal reaction, we must be notified immediately.”

I recovered well after surgery and was transferred back to the general ward not long after.A few weeks passed, and I was well aware of the pain and torture of repeated treatment, and from time to time I thought about the kidney failure patient who needed a transplant.

Because of Jiang Heng's special background, he still has contacts with several institutions with thresholds.I thought that if I had any news about it, I could pass it on to that person, so I found the doctor who had mentioned him, and wanted to find out about that person.

The doctor said, "It's inconvenient for the patient to speak privately," but the taboo expression on his face didn't seem to be what he meant, so he let it go in the end.

Life after that is business as usual.After graduation, because of my poor health, I continued to work in the film industry, so I could only work as an office worker from the mainstream. I didn't expect to be hired back to my original position after almost a year of tossing around.

Fortunately, when I return from a long illness, there is still a place for me in society. I can't help feeling the underlying logic of this society: no matter how big things happen, what I was doing before must continue to be done.

Two years later, Jiang Heng specially reserved a table for dinner in order to celebrate my recovery from a serious illness.I wasn't idle either, so I went to buy a ring early in the morning: a wide silver ring with a simple square diamond in the middle, and a row of numbers engraved on the inside:

20171115, that date, the two-year anniversary of the surgery.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are the stars and fire of the city.I stammered a few words, and then pushed the ring in front of him who was stunned.

After he reacted, his knuckles were pressed against his lips, and he smiled so deeply that it was rare, then he took out another female-style one from his coat pocket and squeezed it between his fingers, and stretched out his other hand to me.