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The unopened lunch box in the trash can was thrown into it. Zhao Fengshi stood in the corner, half of his body sunk in the shadow. He stood straight as if he had lost his mind. In one breath, he regained his breath and then coughed violently, tears fell suddenly one by one, his body slid inch by inch along the wall and knelt on the ground.

He was like this after he came out from the attending doctor's side. The doctor's words were like a ferocious hand gripping his heart tightly and crushing it. He was torn in two without any preparation.

The 30.00% success rate of the operation is already frightening, but I never thought that now it is even less than [-]. The possibility of Lin Ci surviving is extremely small, and even if it is successful, it may be accompanied by some complications.

Zhao Fengshi felt out of breath when he thought of this, he squatted in the corner, completely at a loss.

After an unknown amount of time, he supported the wall and stood up slowly. His head was in a mess, as if some sharp knife was stirring inside. He covered his head and walked towards the ward, but suddenly fell to the ground within a few steps.

With an exclamation, Zhao Fengshi was helped up by several nurses. He was almost out of his wits.Zhao Fengshi's hands were on his knees, his fingertips were curled up in his palms, his stomach was empty and his mouth was tight, and his whole body was trembling.

Lin Ci was lying on his side on the bed, drowsy all over, but immediately raised his head when he heard the door being pushed, and seemed to be refreshed all of a sudden, he called out, "Zhao Fengshi, are you here?"

Zhao Fengshi stood at the door, he said "hmm", and slowly closed the door with his hands.

He walked to the bedside and looked down. Lin Ci seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were slightly bent, and his pale and haggard face from smiling seemed to be a little more energetic.

He stretched out his hand and pressed his palm on the bed. The sheet was crumpled under his hands. He squeezed it hard, but Lin Ci didn't know anything, and kept asking, "What did you have for dinner?"

"I no longer know."

Zhao Fengshi's voice was flat, and Lin Ci's index finger lightly clasped the pulp of his thumb. He found Zhao Fengshi's voice, turned his head there, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

Zhao Fengshi tried his best to control himself. He is actually not a patient person, and he has a bad temper, but he always seems to be able to show his good side in front of Lin Ci. He is very happy and comfortable. He likes Lin Ci , he wanted to be with Lin Ci so much, but because he thought about it for too long, it became a kind of shackle, which made him dare not speak out.

And now Lin Ci is lying on the bed in the hospital, and tomorrow is a close call operation. He looked at Lin Ci and saw that he was still smiling, and suddenly felt angry and resentful. Just say it and sign that consent form.

Who does he think Zhao Fengshi is? Is it irrelevant?

Zhao Fengshi restrained the impatience in his heart, even though he was full of hostility and wanted to vent, but he still held back forcefully, he just asked in a low voice: "Tomorrow is going to be operated on, Lin Ci, do you have... what? Want to talk to me?"

Lin Ci pulled up the quilt and covered her chin quietly. Zhao Fengshi heard him say, "I'm actually a little scared."

Zhao Fengshi's hands were trembling. He was waiting for something, but Lin Ci said again: "But when I think about seeing something, I'm still looking forward to it."

Lin Ci didn't say anything, and he avoided all the risks of the operation. Zhao Fengshi stared at him, looked at the camouflage mask on his face, opened and closed his tightly pursed lips slightly, and spit out two words, "liar!" .”

Lin Ci was taken aback, and then heard Zhao Fengshi say: "Your attending physician has already talked to me, and he told me that the success rate has decreased, and you are not suitable for surgery now."

His voice was like a gust of wind or a torrential rain, which completely swallowed the smile on Lin Ci's face. The sick person and the person about to undergo surgery became puppets, sluggish and afraid to move.

Zhao Fengshi raised his hand to cover Lin Ci's cheek, and Lin Ci shrank back, but he pinched his chin. He heard Zhao Fengshi say: "The hospital dare not let you make a decision. I didn't sign the operation consent form. Yours Surgery has been delayed."

"you……"

Zhao Fengshi interrupted him, and he whispered: "I will find the best doctor for you, we still have time, a lot of time, Lin Ci, don't wait any longer, don't carry everything by yourself, let I'll help you, okay?"

The last three words are extremely humble.

That was a tone that Lin Ci had never heard before, he tried to open his eyes wide, he stared at the depths of the night, trying to see something from the darkness, his tensed temples were aching.He didn't make a sound and refused to answer. They were deadlocked because of the word "good", and no one backed down.

He started to have a headache again, but he didn't want to show it, he gritted his teeth without saying a word, his absent-minded eyes seemed to be focused and stared at a certain place, he said: "I want to see, I don't want to shrink back anymore."

"I know, but you will die, the probability of surgery is too small, Lin Ci, you..."

Lin Ci interrupted him, "You asked me to wait, how long will I have to wait? At the beginning I was just shelving it because of fear. I finally crossed over and you asked me to wait again. I don't want to be a useless person anymore."

"No one treats you as a waste."

"But I feel like I'm a waste, I'm blind, I can't see anything and I can't do anything."

Lin Ci's voice became agitated, the white on his face gradually turned red, his body trembled, and he took a deep breath, trying to calm down, he said: "If... if it succeeds, I will be able to see .”

"Then it won't work?" Zhao Fengshi's voice became tense, "Lin Ci, you can't do this, I..."

He couldn't continue his words, with a sore throat, sudden tears, and helplessly trembling shoulders, Zhao Fengshi fell on Lin Ci's body and couldn't help crying.

Zhao Fengshi cried.

Lin Ci suddenly became awkward. It seemed that he was not the one arguing with Zhao Fengshi just now. His body was stiff and dull, and the wet spots gradually flooding around his face made him at a loss. body, the pain made him speechless.

Zhao Fengshi cried and begged him, "Lin Ci, I'm afraid, I don't want you to die, please wait a little longer, okay, please... I will find the best doctor for you, we are fully prepared to go Please go for this operation, please."

It was as if half of his body had been hollowed out, half of which was his own and the other half was filled with Zhao Fengshi's tears.

Lin Ci couldn't listen to what Zhao Fengshi said, and lay there in a trance, letting Zhao Fengshi hold him. He tried to find his voice, but after trying many times, his throat was blocked by soreness and pain. Can make a few breath sounds.

He suddenly understood that life and death are no longer his business alone. In this lonely and painful world, there are still people who care about him. He cannot be willful or reckless, and he has to be responsible for himself.

After a long time, Lin Ci recovered his voice and said, "I see, I will wait, Zhao Fengshi, don't cry, I will listen to you."