My infertile wife ran with the ball

"Qinghao, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Yi was frightened by the young man's mouthful of blood, so he sat up in a panic and wiped his blood with a tissue.

"cough cough..."

Bright red kept overflowing from the corner of Shen Qinghao's mouth, immediately staining his home clothes red, and part of it even got on Lin Yihe's baby. The young man's back was trembling, and he kept coughing uncontrollably. It can't be wiped clean.

Lin Yi looked at the blood in his fingers, and his brows became tighter and tighter. He took out a large pile of paper and handed it to Shen Qinghao, saying, "I'm going to call the doctor, you wait for me."

The blood-coughing cat was speechless, and just nodded weakly on the bed, wiping his mouth with a tissue and comforting his moving son.

Lin Yi got out of bed, put on his slippers and went straight to the door.

"Boss Shen is sick and needs to be hospitalized as soon as possible..."

"Well, but our President Shen said that we have to stay here for a while before we can go to the hospital."

"Oh, the illness is already very serious, we can't delay it."

There were rustling conversations outside the door, Lin Yi pushed open the half-closed door, and found that the doctor in the white coat hadn't left, the three of them were standing in the corridor in groups, and the deputy dean at the head was still talking to the assistant .

"Then I can't help it. Mr. Shen doesn't want to be hospitalized, and I can't force him." The little assistant shook his head and said helplessly.

"I don't know when this disease will attack. If the stomach deteriorates, it will be difficult. Not only will the stomach be cut, but the number of cuts will increase." The vice president sighed.

"Hey? Young lady, why did you come out?" The little assistant was the first to find Lin Yi who pushed the door out, and said in surprise.

After listening to what they said, the young man's already pale face turned even paler. He pressed the vice president's shoulder and hurriedly dragged him into the room, "Shen Qinghao vomited blood, a lot of it."

"What?! He vomited blood so quickly?" The vice president staggered and was dragged inside, "Assistant! Don't follow us, go out and let them bring up the mobile hospital bed! Call me in some more Chief doctor!"

The little assistant who followed them inside like a headless fly gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and ran out with a "hmm".

There was a strong smell of rust in the bedroom. The young man on the bed was already in a semi-conscious state, his chest rising and falling weakly, holding a large handful of blood-stained tissues in one hand, and protecting the baby with the other.

Lin Yi had a sore nose, picked up his son and took a step back to make room for the vice president and the chief physician who just came in, so that they could see Shen Qinghao.

I saw the vice president pressing Shen Qinghao's stomach from top to bottom, and carefully looked at the color of the blood and a small part of blood clots.

"It's bleeding caused by gastric ulcer. Part of the stomach has deteriorated. I need to go to the hospital for gastrectomy."

"When I saw Mr. Shen before, I found that he had a serious stomach problem. It was caused by his irregular diet and his habit of drinking strong alcohol. Recently, he frequently stayed up late and his condition worsened."

Lin Yi sat by the bed, wiped off the blood from the corner of Shen Qinghao's mouth with a tissue, and held the young man's cold hand tightly.

"Please treat him properly..."

"That's for sure, young lady."

As soon as the vice president finished speaking, the little assistant led a large group of people to hastily moved the mobile hospital bed in. The assistant and several chief physicians carried Shen Qinghao onto the hospital bed, but the hospital bed was too narrow and too small for Shen Qinghao's stature. It was too tall, and the giant cat curled up on the small bed with its paws outside, looking very pitiful.

What made Lin Yi feel even more distressed was that Shen Qinghao was still calling his name when he was pushed out, and the sounds seemed to be cutting his heart.

Shen Qinghao came to this small city to find him, so of course he couldn't leave the comatose cat alone, so Lin Yi sent his son back to Sister Tian, ​​and followed Shen Qinghao without looking back.

When sitting in the ambulance with Shen Qinghao, looking at the bluish-white face of the young man, Lin Yi endured and endured so that he did not shed tears, and forced the tears into his eyes.

It's all his fault that Shen Qinghao became what he is now.If he had been more determined at that time and hadn't given Shen Qinghao any thought, then he would have taken the baby home obediently, instead of leaving the company and parents behind and insisting on playing neighbor games with him in a small city .

Being so close but not being able to touch them, he is tormenting and he is also tormenting, this is mutual torment.

No, it can't go on like this anymore.

Lin Yi wiped off the blood on Shen Qinghao's lips with a wet towel, and kissed Shen Qinghao for the last time under the watchful eyes of the doctors and bodyguard assistants in the car.

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The ambulance roared past, and rushed to the city hospital from the south of the city at an extremely fast speed, without delaying Shen Qinghao's opportunity for treatment.

The red light in the emergency room was on, and the white double doors separated the indoor and outdoor into two unconnected spaces. There were a few bodyguards standing in the corridor outside, and the assistant didn't know where he was. Lin Yi was sitting on a chair in the waiting area , has been staring at the door of the emergency room.

The wind at noon was no longer warm, and the highest temperature of the day passed, and the temperature gradually cooled down. Lin Yi gathered his coat and felt chills unavoidably.

The heart is cold, and the body is also cold.

When he was suturing the wound, how did Shen Qinghao feel outside the operating room?Is it as uncomfortable and heartbreaking as him, the ovary of the heart is split into two, each ventricle is filled with blood called pain, for fear that something will happen to the lover.

The green plants in the corner moved, and then a chubby person emerged from behind the plants. He stood up slowly, with guilt and shame in his movements—it was the little assistant who had been missing.

"Young Madam, it's cold, why don't you go back or find a ward to rest for a while." The little assistant walked to Lin Yi obediently and said in a low voice.

"I want to accompany him."

"We'll just come, you don't have to worry about Mr. Shen."

"You?" Lin Yi glanced at the little assistant, "The level is too low, forget it."

"...Hey..." The little assistant sighed heavily, and sat down on the floor tiles at Lin Yi's feet in despair, "Young lady, our level is naturally not comparable to that of the bodyguard assistant at the master's house. It was originally sent by Zhang Dong to assist Mr. Shen in the acquisition, but it turned out to be a life assistant, doing laundry, cooking, taking care of the children, and moving furniture to renovate the house; the bodyguards were all sent by the Shandong company, and they have no experience as private bodyguards. .. If the level is low, it is low..."

"Mr. Shen stays up late every day to cook and study dad lessons. If he doesn't sleep, we can't sleep. I've been up for several days. If I continue like this, I will suffer from stomach bleeding."

"Young Madam, I dare to ask you, when will you go home with the young master? I really want to rest. After you go back, you can tell Zhang Dong that I have neglected my duty, or you can fire me. In short, don't let me stay up all night. Look at Mr. Shen making scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Stay up late to cook? Make scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" Lin Yi asked.

"Yes, yes..." Thinking of this, the little assistant's face was full of pain, and he continued: "Mr. Shen can't cook, but he wants to serve you three meals a day. He made it at his level The food is barely edible, but the appearance is too bad. In order to make good-looking and delicious dishes, he cooks every day late at night, practice each dish three times, and choose the best-looking one to pack and send it to you the next day. We had to take a video of him to record the advantages and disadvantages of the cooking process, which was tortured to death."

Lin also couldn't help but sighed, "Little fool..."

"That's what you dare to say...but when do you plan to go back?"

Lin Yi clenched his clothes tightly, "I'll make it clear to him, I didn't expect you to be in this situation... Hurry up, I'll tell him after he finishes the operation."

"Your tone...don't let Boss Shen take the young master home again...he went crazy when he brought the young master back. It scared me to death at that time. "

"...I'll be careful with my wording."

"...Hey...then I'll make preparations in advance."

Lin Yi's thoughts were chaotic, a villain asked him to abide by himself, a villain told him to go all out to be with his lover, and the two villains pinched him and no one was left behind, completely evenly matched.

Just when he was thinking and thinking to no avail, the lights in the emergency room turned from red to green with a "snap", and the double doors were opened from the inside, and the little nurse and the vice president pushed Shen Qinghao's hospital bed out together.

Lin Yi got up and stepped forward, asking the vice president, "How's it going?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The deputy director hadn't changed his surgical gown yet, pulled off his mask and said to him: "The deteriorating stomach has been removed, using the most advanced minimally invasive technology, the wound is very small, and I will be observed in the hospital for five days. If there are no accidents, he will be discharged from the hospital on the sixth day."

"Here, the local anesthesia has passed, and President Shen is awake." The vice president pointed to Shen Qinghao who was half-closed on the hospital bed.

"Wife..." Someone called out just right.

When I was pushed into the operating room, I was unconscious and vomiting blood, half dead. When I was pushed out, I was able to speak and became conscious. Most likely, I was fine.Lin Yi finally let go of his hanging heart, and reached into the quilt to hold Shen Qinghao's hand.

"I'm here."

"The operation hurts so much, woo woo woo... kiss me..."

Lin Yi rubbed Mao Maozi's head helplessly, this time he really believed that he was fine.His cat is still very strange. When encountering minor injuries and illnesses, he starts to cry and act coquettishly and wants to be kissed. But if it is really uncomfortable and painful, he will not say a word and just endure it silently.

Now I can shed tears, whine, and kiss...

"Don't move around, don't cry, wait until you enter the ward." Lin Yi held his hand and walked towards the ICU with the bed.

"Hey, do you have everything when you enter the ward?"

Shen Qinghao's face was pale, but his eyes were wet and black, very energetic, not at all like a person who just had an operation.

Lin Yi squeezed his hand and whispered, "Yes."

After listening to their conversation on the road, the vice president, doctors and nurses pushed Shen Qinghao into the ward, checked the indicators of the instruments, and hurried out, leaving the warm ward to the young couple.

Lin Yi leaned down, avoiding Shen Qinghao's surgical wound and kissed him carefully, a kiss fell on his moist lips like a touch of water, but when he just wanted to get up, Lin Yi was held down, and the young and strong cat pulled him one-sidedly to deepen the kiss. After this kiss, not only lip to lip, but also a bite of his tongue.

"Don't...you just had surgery..."

When Shen Qinghao's hand on his waist moved down, Lin Yi stopped him in time.

"I haven't removed the stitches yet. If you want...you may have to wait a few days."

Shen Qinghao supported the bed and sat up, "chirped" on his cheek, "No hurry, we have a long time in the future."

Lin Yi sat by the bed, looking into his obsidian eyes.

Both of them were silent for a moment, you looked at me and I looked at you, as if both of them were full of emotions and needed to confide.

"...I will come over once you recover from illness. You can do whatever you want. After you are done, you can take the baby home. I will leave too. Let's not meet again." In the end, it was Lin Yi who spoke first Yes, and retreated first.

He tucked the quilt for Shen Qinghao, got up and was about to leave, but his wrist was grabbed by a strong force, and then his waist was also shackled, Shen Qinghao forcibly pulled him onto the bed|.

"Lin Yi, don't go, I have a lot to say to you, please let me finish it."