Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

He lied to her, his leg was in very bad condition.

The original words of the attending doctor were: "I suggest that you stay in hospital and do conservative treatment first. When your physical condition improves, you can arrange drainage and bone graft surgery."

He underwent four operations on his right leg back and forth.

He should have been numb, but this time, he was most horrified: "After the operation, can I still stand up?"

Doctor Hong considered it for a long time, but only gave an ambiguous answer: "There is a chance."

Have the opportunity……

Then, he might never stand up again.

"Does surgery have to be done?"

Dr. Hong nodded and said solemnly: "If there is no operation, the area of ​​muscle necrosis will gradually increase, which will cause systemic infection. The operation must be done. Moreover," he looked solemnly, "the worst plan is amputation. ."

Zhou Qing calmed her face, but her palms sweated slightly: "I remember the last time I had an incision and drainage operation, you told me that my body can no longer use the knife."

After the car accident, he fell ill with a lot of complications and traumatic sequelae.

"This is also a problem that I will discuss with you later. Your most serious problem is not your legs, but your heart." After a short period of hesitation, Dr. Hong chose to be honest, "You have undergone thoracotomy twice before and the aortic valve is very fragile. , Prone to pericardial bleeding and acute tamponade during surgery."

In other words, he is likely to die on the operating table.

Zhou Qing stayed silent for a long time, his hands holding the cane trembling slightly, and his fingertips turned white: "I will be hospitalized as soon as possible."

Doctor Hong thought for a while: "I suggest you inform your family members."

"I will consider."

He got up on crutches, walked to the door, and stopped: "Doctor Hong."

"Ok."

"I am not alone anymore," his eyes flushed, "can't die."

Dr. Hong felt uncomfortable in his heart. Others didn't know, but he, the attending doctor, knew best, but Zhou Qing had to stand up again after suffering and how many crimes he suffered before he was pushed out of the operating room again and again.

"Qingrang, trust me, I have performed four surgeries on you, and this fifth time will let you out well." Dr. Hong tried to relax, "My parents are all your fans, if the news network is not You, they didn't watch it."

The words of the attending doctor are still in my ears.

In the ear, the girl begged softly: "Qingrang, shall we have a baby?" She pulled his trousers, "OK, eh?"

not good.

He is dead, what will happen to her and the child.

"Sound, if I'm not here, you are alone—"

Lu Sheng covered his mouth with one hand, pretending to be angry: "If you don't have a baby, you won't have a baby. You are not allowed to say such unlucky things."

Yeah, you can't say such unlucky words.

He was not so afraid of death before, but now he is so afraid.

He nodded and said nothing, his lips fell on her palm.

"I know what you mean, but you forgot what I said."

He stared at her.

Her eyes were stubborn and firm: "You don't need to leave me behind, I will walk all the way to the dark with you." She put the towel aside, hugged his neck, and kissed him hard.

"Clean." She breathed quickly in his ear.

"Ok."

"Tomorrow my birthday."

"I know." Zhou Qing asked to pat her back, "What birthday gift do you want?"

She said unreasonably, "I want your child."

Zhou Qing made helpless: "This is not good, can I change it?"

Okay, just change it.

Lu Sheng stood up and pulled down the zipper on his back: "Then I want you."

Knocking, knocking, knocking.

There were three knocks on the door.

Zhou Xufang said: "Please come in."

It is Vice-Yuan Sun.

Jiang Zhi hasn't returned yet, only Zhou Xufang is in the ward.

No one in Vice-Central Sun went in, deliberately avoiding suspicion, and brought two nurses together: "Sorry, Miss Zhou, to disturb you so late."

Zhou Xufang said not to disturb: "Is there something?"

"It's Mr. Zhou's business, I think I should tell you."

Zhou Xufang's expression immediately became nervous: "What happened to my uncle?"

Vice-President Sun weighed his words and said truthfully: "Mr. Zhou's situation is not very good." He stepped forward, "This is his case."

It's late at night, and the moon is full tonight.

"Mr. Zhou," Lu Sheng sat on the coffee table covered with Zhou Qingren's jacket under a blanket, and looked at him with a smile, jokingly, "Don't clean up."

Zhou Qingrang is tidying up the sofa.

"In case a guest comes, see, see—"

His eyes were hiding everywhere, his ears were red.

Lu Sheng smiled crookedly: "Where are the guests in the middle of the night." She kicked her bare feet, "You go take a shower."

Zhou Qing asked stubbornly to remove all the sofa covers before going to the bathroom.

Lu Sheng laughed happily, her family was serious and casual.

At this time, the phone rang.

Lu Sheng wrapped a blanket and picked up the clothes on the floor, took out his mobile phone from his pocket to answer the call: "What's wrong with Xu Fang?"

It was from Zhou Xufang.

What Zhou Xufang said later, Lu Sheng felt dazed, his mind was dizzy, his fingers were uncontrollable, shaking violently, and his phone fell on the coffee table.

Zhou Xufang asked if she was still there?

She picked up the phone: "I'm listening."

When I hung up, it was exactly midnight, and it was her birthday.

She went down from the coffee table under a blanket, went to find a needle, wiped it clean carefully, and then found out all the condoms in the house, sticking them one by one.

She cried and made a wish while crying.

Please keep Zhou Qing alive.

Please let her give birth to his child.