Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen's throat swelled up, tightly blocking his trachea, and his breathing quickly failed.

Seeing that the heartbeat was getting weaker and weaker, the emergency doctor tried to intubate to save life, but he broke the fragile mucous membrane, and blood came out from the bottom of the throat and flowed down the corners of the lips.

Yun Chen's body convulsed, his heartbeat surged, and his blood pressure dropped rapidly.

The doctor had to give up intubation and held up the corners of Yun Chen's lips with gauze: "No, go and call Dr. Stark!"

After Dr. Stark came in, he checked his throat and said to his translator: "The patient is in critical condition and needs to open his trachea and give his family a notice."

When the doctor came out with the notice, Du Tongguang saw Yun Chen lying inside.

His neck was tilted back, and the skin that had just been burned had turned purple, and the sides of his lips were also black and blue. His arms hung limply by the bed, and they were so pale that they had no life at all.

Du Tongguang tried hard to control his trembling, signed the words, and begged humbly: "Don't let him hurt, he will cry, please..."

The doctor came in and out until late at night.

Yun Chen was pushed out and had to be sent to a special ward for observation first.

Du Tongguang staggered to follow, but was stopped and stayed where he was, listening to Dr. Stark and his translator explain the condition.

Dr. Stark said: "The burns on his throat are very serious, and his stomach is also damaged. You must strictly disinfect when you visit him. His immunity is too weak, and it will be difficult to deal with an infection."

Du Tongguang didn't see the miserable condition of his throat, so he didn't dare to expect too much, but he still asked nervously: "Will it be particularly painful when he wakes up?"

"Can I not eat anymore? How long will it take for me to feel better..."

Stark: "The burn must be painful, and it's on the throat. I will help him apply for a powerful sedative. He will use nutrient solution temporarily, and he will use a nasogastric tube to eat later. After the danger is eliminated, he can practice swallowing."

Du Tongguang was in a daze, but he remembered every word.

He wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Dr. Stark's assistant and translator: "Sir, a doctor will explain it to you in detail later. Dr. Stark needs to rest."

Dr. Stark is here to give lectures and was called in at short notice because of the critical situation.

He was old and looked very tired after the operation.

Stark took off his gloves and said with regret while recalling: "It's a poor little guy. I wish you good luck."

After the doctor left, Du Tongguang rushed to disinfect. It was already dawn when he entered the ward.

The curtains were mostly closed, and the room was dimly lit. Yun Chen was lying on the hospital bed asleep, with gauze wrapped around his neck, and the gauze was still stained with blood.

In the center of the gauze is a metal round buckle, and the opening is connected to the hose of the ventilator.

The nurse told him that this was the way to maintain his breathing, that he had to suction every half an hour, and that he should always keep an eye on his body temperature and notify the doctor if there was any sign of fever.

Du Tongguang: "How long will it take for him to wake up..."

The nurse sighed: "You should pray to let him sleep a little longer. It will hurt after the anesthetic is metabolized. The throat is a delicate place."

Du Tongguang lowered his eyes guiltily, barely daring to look at the thin young man on the bed.

Yun Chen was dragged to sleep by his weak body. When he woke up, he felt that he suddenly couldn't breathe!

He hadn't learned to breathe through a tube yet, so he panicked and inhaled through his nose. His throat instantly felt like a knife and his body spasmed uncontrollably.

Du Tongguang: "Yun Chen!"

Yun Chen didn't know that he had a convulsion just when he fell asleep. It was Du Tongguang who went to the doctor to give him sedatives and painkillers to make him feel better.

When the sedative was about to be injected into his waist, Du Tongguang carefully pulled the tube over, holding his waist with one hand and holding the back of his neck steady with the other.

When the needle was inserted into his waist, Yun Chen shuddered, his eyelashes trembled and he opened his eyes, his lips moved and said something silently.

It was System 112 that discovered Yun Chen was unconscious in time and changed his mouth shape from 'Are there any more cakes?' to 'Master, I'm scared.'

Du Tongguang read his words, swallowed the blood in his throat, and coaxed softly: "It won't hurt soon, be good, don't be afraid, the young master is here, and the young master will never abandon you again..."

Only halfway through the injection, Yun Chen's body went limp, his trembling eyelashes were stagnant, and he fell asleep in his arms unconsciously, while Du Tongguang's heart was gouged out repeatedly.

I slept peacefully until noon, probably because the medicine had worn off, but when I opened my eyes, I started to twitch in pain again.

Du Tongguang immediately called the doctor, and the doctor checked: "It's not time to get the next injection. What's going on? Is it because you are not suitable for intubation?"

"It shouldn't be."

A tracheostomy is performed on patients who are unable to breathe through their mouth and nose.

But usually when patients wake up and try to breathe on their own for a few times and find that it doesn't work, they automatically learn to use the trachea. This should not happen.

But now the patient was convulsing violently, like a child suffering from febrile convulsions, and the person accompanying him in bed was extremely anxious. The doctor had no choice but to say: "Cover his mouth and nose and try it. It's tightly blocked."

Du Tongguang held his moving body with one hand, covered Yun Chen's mouth and nose with his gloved hand, and kept coaxing him, trying to calm Yun Chen's emotions.

But this didn't seem to work. The force of the struggle was much stronger, and the two arms were raised in a panic to grab, almost tearing off the breathing tube.

Du Tongguang subconsciously wanted to take away his hand, but the doctor stopped him: "Cover it for a while longer."

After a few breaths, the strength of the struggle weakened, and Yun Chen's frown gradually relaxed.

He no longer breathed through his mouth and nose, and his throat no longer hurt so much. The remaining sedative in his body made him faint again quickly.

Yun Chen twitched a few times in the end, and his head fell softly on Du Tongguang's chest, no longer moving.

If there were no breathing tube, this scene would look like Du Tongguang smothered Yun Chen to death with his own hands.

The young man let go of his hand in a daze, and his heart, which was already in constant pain, began to bleed again.