[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

"That's natural, that's natural... But the doctor, you've seen him, once he decides something, eight cows can't pull him back, I..."

"It's up to your family to figure out a way."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to persuade him. Doctor, may I ask you a question?"

"go ahead."

"If, I mean, if it develops into heart failure, at most... How many years can you live at most?"

"..." The doctor looked at the young man in front of him in a little surprise, not understanding why he would ask this question.After all, judging from the current several inspections, Shu Boheng is still far from reaching that point. If he takes good care of him, he can even be no different from a normal person.Will the patient's family members in front of them worry too much?

Why does it have the meaning of cursing someone to death?But even though the doctor was slandering him in his heart, he still dutifully told Zhuang Ling, "It depends on how many degrees it develops. If it is degree I, there is still great hope of returning to a normal person. As long as you don't work hard and keep your mood smooth Coupled with the combination of treatment, living to 50 years old is not a problem."

"Then what if it is the fourth degree? Is it equivalent to a death sentence?"

"..." The doctor was even more surprised. How could he ask such a polite question, but he still weighed his words and said, "Theoretically, it can be said that unless a heart transplant is performed, it may only survive for one to three months."

"..."

"Mr. Zhuang? Mr. Zhuang? What's wrong with you?"

"Huh? It's nothing. I know doctor, thank you." Zhuang Ling returned to the curtain in a daze after speaking, with crystal tears on his face, as if he had been hit by something, which made the doctor wonder if the family member was not Suffering from mild hypochondria?

When he returned to the ward, Zhuang Ling's tears hadn't stopped, and even became more and more violent.He thought that Shu Boheng was asleep, so he let himself cry silently, who would have imagined that, he raised his head inadvertently, and saw Shu Boheng looking at him silently with his eyes open again, as if he was specially waiting here to catch him.

Zhuang Ling was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach him. He turned his head in embarrassment and asked, "Aren't you asleep?"

Unexpectedly, this opening startled him, the crying sound was too strong, it was hard not to be heard.

Sure enough, Shu Boheng asked, "Why are you crying?"

"No. By the way, the doctor said to get the medicine, I, I will go there."

"stop."

"..." Zhuang Ling stopped moving reflexively, but he didn't turn around.

"come over."

"..." Zhuang Ling remained motionless and did not respond.

"Come here!" He raised his tone a little bit, accompanied by a series of broken coughs, Zhuang Ling couldn't care about anything anymore, turned around and ran over to lie on the bed, "I'm coming...I'm coming...you Don't worry..."

Shu Boheng originally pretended to cough just to attract Zhuang Ling's attention, but when he saw the teardrops on Zhuang Ling's face and the red eye sockets at close range, the fake cough turned into a real cough, and he couldn't stop coughing When they came down, Zhuang Ling was so frightened that he immediately forgot all the sadness and fear.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Shu Boheng had palpitations just now, and Zhuang Ling didn't dare to touch his chest too hard, so he could only hug him a little bit, let him lie on his shoulder, and pat him repeatedly looking at his back.

"Is your throat itchy? Wait, I'll pour water for you!" After speaking, he stretched out one hand to reach for the water glass on the bedside table, but he hugged Shu Boheng with one hand, and only one hand couldn't reach it at all. arrive.

At this time, Shu Boheng also calmed down a little, and he leaned into Zhuang Ling's ear and said, "Put me down."

The hot air exhaled made Zhuang Ling's ears tremble, and even his body went stiff for a moment.He raised the bed according to his words, and then carefully put Shu Boheng down, which is equivalent to sitting, so he won't cough so badly, and the heart problem can be relieved a bit.

Zhuang Ling tried the temperature of the water cup, "It's getting cold, I'll make it up again for you."

"No need, that's just fine."

"No! Your stomach won't be able to take it!" He knew that heart patients sometimes like to drink slightly cool water because it relieves pain, but for Shu Boheng, who has a serious stomach problem, it is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst. Don't let him do that.

He picked up the kettle on the side and poured in some hot water again. After testing the temperature, he inserted a straw into the cup, carefully bypassed the nasal oxygen tube, and put the end of the straw into Shu Boheng's mouth. Here, let him inhale slowly bit by bit, and after a few sips, take away the water glass and stop him from drinking.

Shu Boheng couldn't laugh or cry at Zhuang Ling's method of treating critically ill patients, he didn't know where he learned it, and he also recovered a little bit at this time, so he raised his hand to wipe off the tears still hanging on Zhuang Ling's face, "Why are you crying? Huh? "

"..." Upon hearing this, Zhuang Ling couldn't help it again, and tears burst out again without warning.In other words, during this time of rebirth, he has been enduring, unable to get out of the shadow of witnessing Shu Boheng's death.He would have nightmares every night, dreaming of the grand funeral, dreaming of everyone's indifferent faces, and even dreaming of... the huge mourning hall, in the end, only himself and Shu Boheng lying in the coffin were left alone.

No matter how he called or pushed, he didn't respond, as if he had fallen asleep, but he would never wake up.

Now, the person is in front of his eyes and asks him "what's the matter" with concern, Zhuang Ling is a little scared, afraid that this moment is just a dream of his, and when he wakes up, there will be nothing, and he will return to that place A sad and hopeless funeral.

So, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and slowly covered Shu Boheng's face, "Ah...Heng...Ah Heng..."

"What's the matter?" Shu Boheng also realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, his face gradually became serious, and he raised a hand to hold Zhuang Ling's hand on his face.

Zhuang Ling was a little embarrassed to lose his composure in front of this person, and was about to stop crying, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and felt that this was a good opportunity to persuade this person to cherish his body, so instead of stopping crying, he couldn't stop crying even more, In the end, he simply hugged Shu Boheng's waist and buried his face in it, his shoulders shaking every now and then.

"..." Shu Boheng was completely stunned at this moment, his body froze for a moment, he raised his hand, not knowing where to put it.

"What's the matter? Don't...don't cry." Even before, Zhuang Ling was not so weak that he needed to be coaxed by crying, so Shu Boheng didn't have any experience in this, so he held back for a long time, only dry This sentence.