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Just this time, he lowered himself down and grabbed Feng Ru, but he didn't want Feng Ru to stabilize his figure, so he raised his hand and slapped him on the face.

Zhuo Yilin was dumbfounded.

Feng Ru was probably also surprised that he didn't dodge, but received a solid slap, and the clear and scary voice made her startled.

The two looked at each other, and Feng Ru was visibly flustered, she quickly pushed him away and complained again: "You are the one who is ungrateful, don't blame me, don't blame me... You were the one who promised my mother that you would marry my sister No matter whether she gets better or not, you said that you will take care of us forever... If you can’t do it, don’t promise! Now you have repented, you abandoned my sister, and you still hope that she will die early, lest our sisters block her. This is your path to happiness, right?"

The so-called Dou Mi En and Sheng Mi Qiu probably mean this.

When you have been taking care of others for many years, and one day you suddenly don’t want to take care of them, then the other party will probably turn against each other, and you will become a heinous sinner.

Conversely, if you are extremely harsh on a person, one day you release a little kindness, the other person will feel that you have changed for the better, and maybe you will be grateful.

At this moment, Zhuo Yilin, listening to Feng Ru's accusation, felt that he had gone too far and regretted it too much.

However, what he regretted was not knowing Fisher, let alone being engaged to Fisher.

He was awakened by Feng Ru's words - why did he make a "promise with his body" so casually and impulsively?

Since he promised, even if it was a mistake, he should carry it through to the end.

But he is obsessed with personal happiness, and enjoys the warmth of that light shining into the world.

People, once they covet more, pain will follow.

The current situation is caused by his greed too much.

But he has no turning back, he has hurt the savior of the past, so he can no longer hurt the little sun that illuminates his life.

Therefore, after a short consideration, he simply said cruelly and directly: "It's my fault. You can scold me or beat me up as you like. Feng Qian still needs to continue the treatment, and I will always pay for it. If you give up the treatment, follow-up I will also take care of everything.”

Saying this means breaking up the relationship.

Seeing Feng Ru's gloomy and stormy expression, he paused and continued: "You are emotionally unstable now, I'd better leave first. If you need my help, please contact me."

After saying this, Zhuo Yilin turned around and pushed the suitcase, and left with a sad expression.

Feng Ru froze for a moment, seeing that he was really leaving, she suddenly became anxious again.

"Brother Yi Lin...Brother Yi Lin!"

She yelled twice, but the man didn't turn his head back, and even accelerated his pace.

Feng Ru was completely flustered. The accusations and accusations she made just now were to make him feel guilty and blame himself, so that he could change his mind. She is better for their sisters.

But why this time, she had a fit to the extreme, not only failed to save Brother Yi Lin, but also pushed him away completely?

Feng Ru caught up, her attitude changed instantly, her voice was trembling: "Brother Yi Lin, don't go...don't go, I was wrong, I shouldn't hit you, I shouldn't be so impulsive...Brother Yi Lin, I was wrong I beg you, don't leave me, woo woo woo..."

No matter how much she begged, Zhuo Yilin's back was still sharp and decisive when he left.

----

After leaving the hospital, Zhuo Yilin returned home, and before he had time to pack his luggage, he fell into bed and took a nap.

After returning to China for a few days, he was not idle. He was also busy with the Chinese New Year and the engagement, and he rushed back to Switzerland non-stop. He was exhausted and dizzy all the time.

As a doctor, he knew that if he continued to resist, he would fall ill, so he quickly rested.

But still couldn't escape.

When I woke up, I had a splitting headache, feeling weak all over, and my throat was on fire.

After touching the phone, the time on the homepage has not been adjusted back to Switzerland, so it shows that the domestic time is past noon.

Lots of unread messages.

He saw Fisher's at a glance and immediately called back.

It was almost a second over there.

"Hey, you finally heard back. I thought you disappeared." Fisher anxiously waited for his reply. Although he knew that he should be sleeping, it would be unreliable without news from him.

Hearing his fiancée's voice, Zhuo Yilin's painful body seemed to be relieved.

Wei Wei sat up a little bit and leaned against the head of the bed before he responded, "Didn't I leave a message for you after getting off the plane?"

"I know, but I'll get back to you right away, and you will have no news."

"Well, my phone was running out of battery at that time. I wanted to save electricity and reply you later, but I forgot later. My fault, I should reply you when I get home and go to bed."

Fisher just wanted to know that he was okay and didn't care about anything else.

When he said that, he naturally didn't pursue it.

"You went home directly after getting off the plane, didn't you go to the hospital first?"

Zhuo Yilin was dizzy and out of spirits. He leaned limply on the head of the bed, closed his eyes and replied lightly: "I went to the hospital first and learned about Feng Qian's condition from the doctor. She is unconscious and I can't see her. Just go home and rest."

As soon as he talked too much, Fei Xue immediately heard something strange, and before he had time to ask Feng Qian's situation, he immediately asked, "What's wrong with your throat? You sound nasal when you speak, do you have a cold?"

"Well, kinda..."

Fisher became worried when he heard it, "You must be too tired from running back and forth, your resistance has dropped, and the weather is so cold, it's no wonder you don't catch a cold! Then you should take a good rest today, and put everything else aside."

"Yeah. I know."

Knowing him, Fisher immediately emphasized solemnly, "Don't just talk to me, put down your phone and get up and go to work again. The sisters have been doing things for so many years, and they are not in a hurry. Your own body important."

Zhuo Yilin enjoyed the feeling of being nervously valued by his fiancée, and gently assured him: "Don't worry, I will definitely cherish my body and not let you worry."

"That's about the same." Fisher replied sweetly, someone called "Three Queyi" over there, she didn't get tired of it, and coaxed, "Then you should sleep well, I'm going to play cards. "

"Well, be lucky and win more."

"Haha, borrow your auspicious words."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo Yilin powerlessly dropped the phone, turned over and buried himself in the quilt again.

I really want to continue to sleep and ignore everything, but as long as I think about what the doctor said yesterday, my mind can't calm down again.

Still thinking about how to have a good talk with Feng Ru so that she can clear up her misunderstanding, the phone rang again.

He raised his head and took the phone to look at it, it was from the hospital.

He hurriedly sat up and answered the call in fluent German: "Hello... I am, when did you see me? Okay, I see... I'm sorry to trouble you."

After the call ended, he put down his phone and immediately found Feng Ru's number.

Hit it.

Shut down.

Sure enough, as the hospital said, Feng Ru couldn't be contacted.

However, this is not the most urgent.

The most urgent thing is that Feng Qian's situation is dangerous again, she needs to be rescued, and her family members need to sign, but Feng Ru can't be contacted at this time...

With no time to worry about it, let alone his physical discomfort, he hurriedly got up, dressed, washed, went out, and went straight to the hospital.

After rushing to the hospital in a hurry, I happened to meet Feng Qian's attending doctor coming out of the operating room.

"Doctor—" He stepped forward immediately, wearing a mask because he was sick, and he couldn't breathe properly.

Seeing him flustered, the doctor raised his hand as a signal, and before he could finish his question, he shook his head with a depressed face: "We tried our best, but her condition is really too bad, multiple organs in her body are failing. Breathing The phone has not been pulled out, you can go in and see her."

Zhuo Yilin's mind buzzed, and his heart ached.

Although he knew this day was coming, when it really came, he was still extremely hurt.

After all, after so many years of care and companionship, that girl is indeed no different from his family to him.

After the doctor finished speaking, he walked away. Zhuo Yilin was stunned for two seconds and quickly recovered, and quickly took out his mobile phone to call Feng Ru.

It's the last time, the sisters should meet each other, otherwise it will be a lifetime of regret.

Unfortunately, it's still shut down.

He left a WeChat message and hurried in to visit Feng Qian.

On the hospital bed, Feng Qian was wearing an oxygen mask, her complexion was tormented by the severe illness for many days, her entire skin was dull and sallow, and there were thick bruises under her eyes.

There are many pipelines connected to her body, and the intubation in her throat makes people feel painful and uncomfortable, and she is so emaciated that only skin and bones remain.

Living like this is indeed suffering.

It is also a relief to be able to leave happily.

Although as a doctor, I have long been used to seeing life and death.

But this scene still deeply hurt Zhuo Yilin's heart.

Feng Qian had long since lost consciousness, and only the beating numbers on the machine showed that she still had faint signs of life.

Zhuo Yilin sat down beside the hospital bed, stretched out his hand, and gently placed it on Feng Qian's bony hand.

Feng Qian, who was dying, seemed to have sensed something, and her fingers curled up slightly, clasping his hand weakly.

"Feng Qian... I'm Yi Lin, I'm sorry, I'm late..." Zhuo Yilin saw the movement of her fingers and knew that she must be awake at the moment, so he immediately approached and spoke in a low voice.

Feng Qian, who was in a coma, her eyelashes trembling, and then her eyelids lifted weakly and slowly...

"Feng Qian, you're awake..."

Feng Qian moved her mouth and wanted to speak, but the oxygen mask covered her mouth and nose, making it more difficult for her to speak.

Zhuo Yilin hesitated, raised his hand, and gently helped her take off the breathing mask.

Feng Qian rolled her eyes, opened her eyelids a little more, and looked at Zhuo Yilin.

"Yi..." She barely moved her mouth and could hardly make a sound, but Zhuo Yilin understood that she should be calling herself.

"I'm here, I'm sorry, I couldn't cure you, I can't take you back to the country..." The guilt at this moment is powerless, all from the bottom of my heart.

If he had known that taking her abroad would end up like this, it would be better to stay in the country for conservative treatment. Even if her condition did not improve, at least her life could be saved.

But now, a little negligence completely ruined her.

Feng Qian was actually reluctant to part with her. When people were dying, they would not be willing to leave.

So does she.

However, she was extremely weak and could not speak, only her eyes were fixed on Zhuo Yilin, her face was eager and reluctant.

"Ru...Ru—" With all her strength, she made another weak sound.

Zhuo Yilin tried hard to distinguish and listen for a long time, thinking that Feng Ru was not by her side, she must be confused and anxious.

"Xiao Ru left for something, hold on and wait for her to come back, okay? Hold on." While comforting her, Zhuo Yilin took out his phone and sent it to Feng Ru again.

Can still shut down.

"She is on her way here, you must persevere. She has been taking care of you very hard these days, and it is rare to go out for a walk today. You must persevere and wait for her to come back, otherwise she will regret it for the rest of her life." Zhuo Yilin pressed tight He held her hand tightly and encouraged her constantly.

But Feng Qian's mouth was half open, and she couldn't even close her lips. The light in her eyes gradually faded... Dim, until, her eyelids dropped and completely closed.

Zhuo Yilin stared at her blankly and lost his response.

The hand in his palm had drooped, and he couldn't help but clenched it tighter, unwilling to let go.

"Feng Qian...Feng Qian...Thank you, thank you...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." After a long time, he murmured in a low voice, tears rolled down at some point and wet the mask.

Thank you for saving my life.

I'm sorry I couldn't heal you.

The nurse at the side waited quietly, and saw that the patient had passed away, so she stepped forward and began to pack the medical equipment on the patient's body.

Zhuo Yilin couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

In fact, this is a relief for Feng Qian, and it is also for him.

But this ease at this moment can't resolve the pain and guilt in my heart at all.

He got up and went out like a walking dead, moved to the corridor, and sat down on a nearby chair.

The physical pain and the psychological pain were intertwined, which made him feel like his soul was lifted into the sky. For a moment, his whole body felt light and ethereal, as if he had reached the realm of nothingness.

Until, the cell phone in his pocket rang again and again.

Wake him up from a blank mind.

When he realized that the phone was ringing, he thought it was Feng Ru who called back.

But hurriedly took out the phone to check, but it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey……"

"You are Zhuo? That Chinese, the Chinese doctor..." The other party spoke German in a flustered tone, confirming his identity.

"What is wrong with me?"

"Your friend, we found it. It's on the top of the building opposite our hospital. Go over and have a look... There seems to be something wrong with her."

Zhuo Yilin got up suddenly, before he hung up the phone, he was already running towards the elevator quickly.

After asking the address on the phone in detail, Zhuo Yilin ran to the opposite building in one breath after leaving the hospital, and then went up to the roof.

Many people have already gathered on the rooftop, communicating with Feng Ru.

But everyone speaks a variety of languages, Feng Ru may not be able to understand, or, she doesn't care whether she understands or not.

She sat on the edge of the roof, staring flatly into the distance.

In the icy cold wind, she was wearing thin clothes, not even a thick padded jacket, and she didn't know how long she had been sitting here, whether she was already frozen.

After Zhuo Yilin arrived and revealed his identity, the rescuers immediately asked him to come forward.

"Xiaoru...it's me, Yi Lin." He whispered and walked forward slowly.

Feng Ru didn't respond, so he continued to move forward silently, looking for an opportunity to squeeze him down.

But when he was still two or three meters away, Feng Ru turned her head slowly, her eyes were indifferent and blank, "Don't come here..."