private romance

The time that can be counted in minutes is not too long, even in the self-perception of being a human being.

But splitting every minute and every second is another long delay.

Song Mingzheng has actually experienced it countless times.The doctor is always objective when discussing the condition with his family members. Even if he is afraid of his identity, he cannot hide He Tingzhao's condition.

He often feels extremely cruel and powerless. Those facts cannot be changed by his power. He has been bullied too many times, and he is numb but still heartbroken.I'm afraid the only thing I'm lucky about is that I can really communicate with the doctor as a "partner" and "family member" by He Tingzhao's side, and participate in every cruel fragment of his separation and disintegration, and those gradually changing disease states .

They are already much luckier than most homosexuals, but people are always more greedy.

Song Mingzheng experienced torture and pain again and again during the doctor's cruel proclamations, but just two days ago he suddenly understood that his lover, his Xiao Zhao, was actually experiencing these all the time.

It is more intuitive, more obvious, and more personal than myself.

He Tingzhao was a high paraplegic and couldn't move. Song Mingzheng could clearly see that the limbs he had massaged countless times had been tortured and deformed during the time he could not move.As a result, there are varicose veins, osteoporosis, heart and lung failure, and evolved cerebellar atrophy.

He has never counted them in detail, but it feels cruel to count them down like this.

With so many diseases, how much pain should it have?

So He Tingzhao couldn't bear even a fall, his head and neck were more fragile, and his body was more chilly.

7 minutes, this time, he doesn't know how long he will be sick again.

Song Mingzheng couldn't even recall the scene he saw when he rushed back to the ward two days ago. For him, it all became a frame-by-frame playback in slow motion, just like ten years ago when gunshots rang out and He Tingzhao stood in front of him. Then the same as when it fell quickly.

His eyes and brain, without explanation or refutation, recorded this helpless cruelty for him.

The doctors and nurses quickly picked up He Tingzhao, and he rushed mechanically, pushing aside the crowd, trying to hug him for others.But his hands couldn't use his strength no matter what, and in the end he was supported to the side and waited. Song Mingzheng seemed to be slowed down for a long time.

He Tingzhao fell on his head, and his blood oxygen saturation dropped to only 60.00% of normal people's. The situation was quite dangerous.

Song Mingzheng seemed to be unable to listen to other words. He found that he was useless, and the only thing he could do was to keep praying.

It's true that the walls outside the operating room have heard vows truer than a wedding chapel.

He Tingzhao was sent to the intensive care unit, and the visiting time was short, half an hour every day.Song Mingzheng prayed from outside the operating room until visiting time, as if in an endless cycle, this was the only thing he could do.

But he didn't go in and look.

No one knows that Song Sanye is actually so cowardly.

Song Mingzheng gave up visiting, and waited for He Tingzhao's condition to stabilize a little bit.He went home and took a shower, started to deal with work matters, did what he needed to do well, and explained the follow-up arrangements with the housekeeper, then locked himself in the study room, hid in it and turned off the lights, and waited without eating or drinking. for a day.

He drank and smashed the bottle again.In the midst of his own laughter, he used the fragments once and for a long time across his arms.

Xiao Zhao, I have done everything I can for you.

What else can be done, what else can be done?

To save you, to keep you, to let you understand how much I love you.

I have to ask myself countless times every day.

How cowardly and incompetent I am, and how terrified I am, do you know how terrified I am.

But after this scene, life still has to go on.

Song Mingzheng poured alcohol on the wound to disinfect it. The pain stimulated him to clear his mind a little, then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face, turned on the projector, and prepared to listen to He Tingzhao's online video consultation.

No matter what the result is, he is still the first person to face.

The meeting went on quickly, he only needed to listen to the doctor, and he didn't have to express any opinions, which was something Song Mingzheng was good at.What's more, in this field, he does not allow any uncertainty.

Surgery was on the agenda, and the role of that heart now looked imminent.For He Tingzhao, there is still time, but for Song Mingzheng, it is like a year.He didn't want to have any more disputes with He Tingzhao, even now he was not ready to see He Tingzhao again.

Song Mingzheng made the final decision in person. Three months later, when spring is approaching, Mu Chenyuan will be on the operating table with him.

The transplant does not undo the damage that has been done, nor does it stop the shrinking of the cerebellum that has already begun.But Song Mingzheng didn't care about these things. To him, as long as this person was still alive, everything would be fine.

As long as there is no problem now, he no longer dares to expect too far into the future.

Song Mingzheng just read the latest data, maybe the power of love is really great, if you give a piece of candy, someone will remember that sweet taste.All the values ​​of Mu Chenyuan's body have improved significantly in a short period of time, which means that everything cannot be considered in vain, and it is completely achievable to achieve the ideal state in a short period of time.

Then he will add more fire.

Song Mingzheng's position on Mu Chenyuan is very clear. When facing him, all the emotional processing including the way of getting along with him is not the same as when he was really in love.It fits perfectly like a tailor-made perfect brain supplement. This is not the result of willfulness. Before coming into contact with Mu Chenyuan, Song Mingzheng found a team of psychologists to conduct a follow-up investigation on Mu Chenyuan for a month. And behavior analysis, and finally came up with one of his most idealized love objects.

Song Mingzheng strictly followed this standard. Even if there were occasional outrageous actions, except for the kick he reflexively kicked up because of physical contact that night, most of the rest Mu Chenyuan only thought it was normal friction between lovers. It's actually all arranged.Therefore, Song Mingzheng can be said to be completely indistinguishable from his working status.

So even if he took him to walk around in front of He Tingzhao, no matter how intimate his gesture was, He Tingzhao would recognize him, that was not the usual Song Mingzheng.

That's not right, he's not in a relationship and doesn't look happy at all.

In fact, he never even uttered a real request for love.Song Mingzheng didn't talk about being together with Mu Chenyuan, let alone talking about love and liking with him.

But relying on this face, he has already won half of the war.

They are going to meet again.

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