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"Old man Duan, please stop saying a few words!"

He Qiuru had known Duan Baicao's venomous mouth for a long time, so he interrupted him with a headache, and quickly stepped forward to help Fu Yushen lie on the bed next to him and check his body.

Pei Jihan and Pei Yanxing walked into the ward from the outside. When they saw Fu Yushen passed out, their expressions changed: "What's wrong?"

Pei Zhiqin and Yan Ruyu, who were walking behind, also changed their expressions.

Xu Jinhuan's face was full of sorrow and he couldn't bear to say anything. He just shook his head: "It's nothing serious. It should be because my brother is too tired."

He Qiuru checked Fu Yushen's body, his face became increasingly ugly, and he looked at Xu Jinhuan aside, "He hasn't had a good rest these days?"

Xu Jinhuan looked dazed: "My brother..."

Xiao Shengsheng has been unconscious, and his brother's heart is heavy. He has been burdened with such a big thing. How can he get a good rest?

He Qiuru shook his head: "Even if he is worried about little friend Shengsheng's condition, he should take care of himself. His heart is about to have a problem. How can he not faint? It hurts so much, how can he endure it like a normal person? Now!"

Pei Yanxing was shocked when he heard this, and his heart was about to suffer...

Pei Zhiqin and Yan Ruyu stepped forward in panic: "This child... alas!"

Xu Jinhuan raised his hand and wiped his face, his eyes filled with tears.

Ever since Xiao Shengsheng fell into a coma, his brother has been contacting all famous doctors at home and abroad every day. However, this disease is so rare that some doctors have never even heard of it. His brother has not given up for a moment, nor has he been free for a moment. I don’t know. I contacted and asked how many doctors there were, and I also searched through the medical information about this disease. So just now He Qiuru recommended Duan Baicao. When I heard that there were other doctors who knew about this disease, I went to ask Duan Baicao without even hearing... …

He was always busy during the day, even at night. His brother didn't want Pei Zhiqin and Yan Ruyu to stay up late at such an old age, so he kept vigil in the ward, and little Shengsheng lay unconscious on the bed. Her body needed to be wiped every day, otherwise she would lie there for a long time. Not moving there can easily cause rashes on the skin, so his brother would carefully wipe Xiao Shengsheng's body with a warm towel every night, and follow the doctor's instructions to talk to her gently...

I am consuming such a high intensity every day, and it is difficult to fall asleep. I have no appetite to eat, and my body cannot get any rest. Is there no problem...

Even the headache he had after he woke up from being hit on the head by a chandelier in order to save Xiao Shengsheng was almost gone, but now he has frequent headaches again. From time to time, he sees his brother reaching out to rub his temples...

Although Duan Baicao's words were not pleasant to the ears, looking at Fu Yushen's appearance, he actually felt a trace of envy in his heart. He envied him for being so steadfast and willing to sacrifice everything for his lover, even to the point of dying without regrets.

He Qiuru sighed and quickly arranged for Fu Yushen to be given fluids.

Xu Jinhuan took the opportunity to talk about his brother's headache.

He Qiuru stroked his beard and said thoughtfully: "It turns out that he still has a headache, which is a sequelae... I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for him and fry it for him to eat. It can be cured. Don't worry too much."

Xu Jin was delighted: "Thank you!"

It didn't take long for Fu Yushen to wake up. Even fainting could not let him sleep well. He sat up from the hospital bed and saw the infusion needle on the back of his hand. His pale face did not make any waves.

Pei Jihan sighed and advised: "You should have a good rest first. Doctor He and Doctor Duan are discussing whether there is any way to help Shengsheng wake up as soon as possible."

Fu Yushen turned his head and looked over.

Seeing that he was awake, Duan Baicao coughed lightly and said, "Lao He and I discussed that when giving this girl acupuncture, we should try to prick two more acupoints."

He Qiuru added: "The previous treatment was a very safe method, neither arrogant nor impetuous. Now, two more acupuncture points are pricked. It is done with great care and will not have any side effects on little Shengsheng's body. Don't worry."

Fu Yushen asked in a hoarse voice: "What acupuncture point?"

He Qiuru told him the acupuncture point.

Fu Yushen has read a lot of books about Ye Shengge's condition and acupuncture these days. He knows where these two acupuncture points are and what effect they will have after pricking them. It may be of some help to Ye Shengge's condition, so he nodded. .

Duan Baicao was shocked again, had he really read all those obscure medical books? !

Duan Baicao discussed with He Qiuru for a while, and after finally finalizing the decision, Duan Baicao went back first.

Fu Yushen just finished the infusion, so he pulled out the needle himself and got up to deliver it.

Duan Baicao waved his hands hurriedly: "Get some rest now. There's no need to send me off. I was just saying that you almost died suddenly."

Fu Yushen: "It doesn't matter."

As long as he could help Ye Shengge cure his illness, no matter how he treated him, he would always be grateful.

Duan Baicao sighed and walked out of the ward.

In the corridor, Xu Qingwan supported Mr. Fu and walked over. When he saw Duan Baicao coming out of the ward, Mr. Fu frowned: "Why are you here?"

Duan Baicao snorted and pointed his needle at Mai Mang: "I'm here to treat that girl."

Mr. Fu: "With your medical skills and half a bottle of water, what kind of disease can you treat?"

Duan Baicao suddenly became anxious: "What's the matter with half a bottle? You can insult my personality, but you can't insult my profession! I can treat many diseases!"

Two people, who together were over 100 years old, started to target each other in the corridor.

Xu Jinhuan was confused when he saw this. What's going on?

Fu Yushen held his forehead and said nothing.

Finally, Duan Baicao looked at Mr. Fu for a while, then closed his venomous mouth for a rare moment, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

……

In the evening, Fu Yushen stayed in the ward to keep vigil.

Yan Ruyu thought of his fainting during the day and didn't want to make him suffer so hard anymore, but her persuasion was fruitless. Seeing that he was so determined, she had to repeatedly tell him to take rest before leaving the ward.

As the door of the ward closed, only Fu Yushen was left, and the huge space became quiet.

It's so quiet that it feels a bit deserted.

Looking at the lifeless girl lying on the bed, Fu Yushen's eyes were lonelier than the night outside the window. His thin and pale fingertips gently touched the girl's delicate eyebrows.

Even though he knew she couldn't feel it, he was still so gentle and careful that he was afraid of hurting her...

He carefully soaked the towel with warm water, wiped her body gently, and talked to her gently about the past things between the two of them.

He recalled the chirping of cicadas in the midsummer when he was a child. The little girl in a beautiful dress burst into his desolate world brightly and flamboyantly, calling him Yushen brother with her smiling eyes...

He remembered the day after the two reunited, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate...

He remembered that when she responded to his confession, she said firmly to him: Fu Yushen, I will try my best to like you in the future, like you like you like me, and I will also try my best to be good to you, and be kind to you like you are kind to me... …

Thinking of that night in the sea of ​​roses, she agreed to his proposal with tears in her eyes...

Thinking of the recognition banquet a few days ago, she kissed him in front of everyone and introduced to everyone: This is my husband...

He sat down on the chair next to the bed, looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, and caressed her brows with his fingertips. Slowly, he held the girl's weak and boneless hand, and lowered his head to press a tender feeling of sympathy on the back of her hand. kiss.

That posture was full of lonely dependence.

His forehead was gently pressed against the back of the girl's hand, and he did not leave her for a long time.

Until...a drop of hot tears fell on the back of the girl's hand...

The man who was invincible during the day is now filled with a desolate and desolate atmosphere, depressed and fragile...