The Lingering Sounds of Blooming Flowers

Lu Chenfeng's hug slowly tightened as the words fell, and the face that was pillowed on Lin Chaosheng's shoulder was buried deeper, as if he was covering up something, and he seemed to be waiting awkwardly for the other party's response.

His body was warm, and his rapid heartbeat betrayed Lu Chenfeng's superficial calmness.In an instant, Lin Chaosheng asked in a low voice: "Lu Chenfeng, what you said just now, are you acting like a spoiled child to me?"

Lu Chenfeng paused for breath, rubbed the tip of his nose against Lin Chaosheng's temples, and slowly said from his nasal cavity: "...um."

Lin Chaosheng bit his lips hard to keep himself from laughing out loud. The palm of his right hand was pressed against Lu Chenfeng's back, and he slid gently: "I want to take some photos and post them on the official account. I haven't updated it for a long time."

He explained bluntly, causing Lu Chenfeng to feel subtle embarrassment. The next sentence, Lin Chaosheng said, "I'm not going."

Nao Nao Nao Nao, Lu Chen was about to interrupt him with a straight attitude, and then his waistline was itchy, Lin Chaosheng curled up his fingers and scratched twice, with a soft voice: "Can you act like a baby again?"

Lu Chenfeng: "..."

After the lunch break, they were busy with other things as usual. Lu Chenfeng finally perfected the design drawings for the jewelry competition, and Lin Chaosheng reviewed the relevant content of field surveying and mapping.When the sun first appeared, they tacitly stopped what they were doing, put on their coats, and took a leisurely walk in Yuyuan Community.

Lin Chaosheng only ate half a bowl of custard for dinner, before going to bed, Lu Chenfeng chatted with him for a while, watching over him to sleep peacefully.Back in the opposite room, Lu Chenfeng didn't feel sleepy at all, he picked up the book as usual and flipped through a few pages, and finally accepted the fact that he was overly nervous about Lin Chaosheng's inspection tomorrow.

It doesn't take long for two people who are perfectly matched in life to take each other's presence as a habit and fully incorporate it into their own lives.Lu Chenfeng lay down flat, crossed his fingers on his abdomen, and stared at the ceiling to relax his body. Looking back now, everything that happened in Dali was like a magnificent dream, too beautiful to be real.

He let himself be frightened for a while, sighed heavily, stepped out of bed, tiptoedly pushed open the door of Lin Chaosheng's room, and glanced at the person sleeping soundly on the bed from afar.

A moment of peace of mind is worth a thousand words, Lu Chenfeng was relieved, it turned out that he was still in a dream.He began to pray to fate, hoping that this dream would never be broken.

Lin Chaosheng has experienced the current situation of Beijing hospitals, the long queue at [-] o'clock in the morning, expensive expert numbers, and overcrowding as far as he can see.He was sitting on a blue plastic chair in the lobby of the outpatient building, looking at Lu Chenfeng who was crowded in the queue and holding a medical record book. His height like a telegraph pole was particularly eye-catching, and the movement of his left and right feet constantly exchanging the center of gravity exposed his panic, waiting anxiously Registered.

About 10 minutes later, Lu Chenfeng took Lin Chaosheng up to the seventh floor in the elevator, and the familiar path went straight to the door of the chief thoracic surgery director's office. Lin Chaosheng asked in surprise, "Have you been here before?"

Lu Chenfeng replied: "I stepped on it when I saw Dr. Song last time."

Song Yike went to work early today, and happened to bump into Lu Chenfeng in the elevator room on the seventh floor. He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and greeted Lin Chaosheng in a friendly way: "This is Mr. Lin, right?"

Well-groomed short hair, beautiful facial features, a gentle smile, a white coat that seems to be hanging on a hanger, Song Yike's steps are steady, Lin Chaosheng nodded politely, and added a thankful tone: "I'm sorry, Director Song."

Throughout the morning, blood was drawn and PET-CT examinations were carried out. Lin Chaosheng followed Lu Chenfeng and did not go wrong once. The project went smoothly.Every time he came out of the consulting room, the first thing he saw was Lu Chenfeng who was always looking at him at the same time. Lin Chaosheng knew that this person had put in too much effort just to alleviate his fear and concern.

After checking all the items, Lin Chaosheng sat beside Lu Chenfeng and waited for the result. He said politely amidst the endless noise and noisy electronic calls: "I always want to say something, but you don't seem to need it."

Lin Chaosheng smiled embarrassedly: "It's really hard for you."

Lu Chenfeng shook his head, used his arm as a barrier, and lightly scratched Lin Chaosheng's palm with his fingertips: "You work harder."

At [-]:[-], the two returned to the chief thoracic surgery office with the blood test report.Lin Chaosheng was Song Yike's first and last patient in the morning.

Song Yike closed the door, took off her white coat, and inside was Zhou Zheng's shirt and suit pants. This behavior made their communication more like it happened between friends, and the atmosphere changed from serious to relaxed.

"The results of the PET-CT examination still need further diagnosis by experts. I just went to the radiology department to take a closer look at the situation." Song Yike spoke concisely, with a gentle expression and a gentle voice, "The bad news is that the location of the tumor The growth is really not optimistic, and it is very close to the great vessels of the heart and the aorta."

Lu Chenfeng's brows darkened.

Song Yike said: "The good news is that Mr. Lin has maintained a good physical condition in the past two years. The tumor has hardly grown, but there is still a great possibility that the heart will be compressed at any time, so the principle of treatment and my suggestion are surgical removal. .”

Song Yike faced Lin Chaosheng and asked, "You haven't had a pathological examination, have you?"

After receiving Lin Chaosheng's affirmative answer, Song Yike glanced at Lu Chenfeng, tapped the table with a pen, and paused for a moment: "Do you want to do it this time?"

"No." Lin Chaosheng replied firmly.

The expected answer, Song Yike didn't inquire about the reason, but Lu Chenfeng was thinking and hesitating.

Looking at Lin Chaosheng's face for a few seconds, Song Yike picked up his blood test report and asked solemnly, "Is Mr. Lin willing to undergo surgery?"

There was a moment of silence in the office. Lin Chaosheng swallowed with lowered eyes, clasped his five fingers on his knees, and nodded slowly after a long while: "Yes."

Lu Chenfeng was sweating slightly on his back, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he lowered his shoulders and adjusted his breathing.

Song Yike said: "Since it's decided, I mentioned to Lu Chenfeng last time we met that this operation can be done by my teacher."

He briefly introduced Lin Chaosheng: "He is a professor at Heidelberg University, an expert hired by our hospital all the year round, and is currently working on a Sino-German medical project in Frankfurt. He will return to China at the end of July. We will first evaluate the tumor and surrounding tissues and organs in the past two days. Relationship."

At the end of July, Lin Chaosheng repeated silently in his heart that no matter what the result was, he must accompany Chenfeng Lu in good health for the remaining three months.

Song Yike continued: "The blood test report shows that your platelets are low, which will have a certain impact on the operation. During this period, try to slowly return to normal through diet and medicine."

"Keep a regular schedule and avoid strenuous exercise. If my teacher returns to China early, I will be ready for surgery at any time." Song Yike leaned back in the chair and said, "If there are no other accidents, the surgical effect should be ideal, and he will be able to recover in a short period of time. "

After the diagnosis was over, Lin Chaosheng slumped his shoulders in relief, and then smiled generously: "It seems that I don't know what else to say except thank you."

"It can be waived if you thank me." Song Yike joked, "After all, the meal that Lu Chenfeng invited me was really expensive."

There was laughter in the office, Song Yike held the mouse to light up the standby computer screen, and prescribed some special medicines for Lin Chaosheng: "Since Lu Chenfeng promised me earlier that he has plenty of money, I will choose the one with better effect Imported medicines at their own expense, supplemented with some conventional medicines."

Lin Chaosheng asked instinctively, "Is the self-paid medicine expensive?"

Lu Chenfeng raised his hand and squeezed his shoulder, Song Yike said with a smile: "It's not expensive, and Mr. Lin doesn't have to worry about this guy, he can make a lot of money."

Four or five sheets, the remaining task is to pay the fee and get the medicine, Lu Chenfeng left Lin Chaosheng in Song Yike's office, and went to do these trivial things alone.

Perhaps because of Song Yike's personality, Lin Chaosheng didn't feel alienated from strangers at all, but felt inexplicably close, like a friend who could chat about family matters.

Sure enough, Song Yike took the lead to break the silence: "Mr. Lin, are you curious how I met Lu Chenfeng?"