Rebirth, don't bully young poor

"Go to the hospital." Zixuan quickly picked up the schoolbag on the ground, looked at Ling Siyou and said, "Is the car coming? Do you have the key?"

"Well, here." Ling Siyou handed the key to Zixuan, took his schoolbag with his right hand, and held his hand with his left hand, "Come with me, the car is parked over there." Next to the silver-white Mercedes-Benz in the distance, Zixuan opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. After Ling Siyou sat down in the passenger seat, he quickly started the engine, and the silver-white car was speeding down the street.

No one in the carriage spoke, and a quiet depression permeated the surroundings.Looking sideways, Ling Siyou saw the young man driving with his lips tightly pursed, and the veins in his hand holding the steering wheel were exposed, which shocked him.When Ling Siyou received the news from Lin Minghai today, he couldn't wait to rush to the school. He kept thinking about Zixuan's reaction when he knew about this matter, would he be unbearable?

He was dying of a serious illness, and even he didn't know whether Lin Minghai could survive this time.When Fu Wai called, the attending doctor asked him to be mentally prepared.If something really happened, looking at the pale lips and reddish eye sockets of the young man beside him, Ling Siyou patted Zixuan on the back lightly: "Don't worry, auspicious people have their own appearance, Uncle Lin will be fine of."

Zixuan nodded, desperately restraining his tears from shedding.A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.If the father who gave birth to me for 25 years just passed away...the regret would be the rest of my life!

At the entrance of Fuwai Hospital, Zixuan stopped the car and threw the key to Ling Siyou, saying, "I'll go up first." Originally, he had surgery on Thursday, but no one expected that Lin Minghai's condition would deteriorate like this on Wednesday afternoon. Now the most important thing is Find out if your dad is going through a crisis period.When he found the ward, Zixuan saw his mother Gu Zhen at a glance. She was sitting quietly on the waiting chair outside the ward, with tears still on her face.

Zixuan walked up to her and gently wrapped his arms around Gu Zhen.In the past 25 years, he never thought that his graceful and kind mother would suffer such a difficult life: her son died, her husband was seriously ill, and her previous life and her current life seemed to be separated from each other.The mother was born in a wealthy family, and she and her father were childhood sweethearts. They had not given birth to a son or daughter for many years after they got married, but their relationship was as deep as ever.Four or fifty years of family affection and love, how can we let go?

"It'll be fine." Zixuan wiped away the tears from the corners of Gu Zhen's eyes, and sat down on the waiting chair with her.The door of the ward was locked tightly, and nothing could be seen through the window.Now Zixuan can only ask the doctor about the situation after the dangerous period has passed.

Not long after, Ling Siyou came up with two boxes of lunch in his hand, and when he saw Zixuan who was still wearing a blue school uniform on the waiting chair, he felt sympathetic.Zixuan Xijie, when he saw him at the school gate, his body was covered with sweat, even though it was dry now, I am afraid he would not like the smell of sweat stains on his body.

"Auntie, Zixuan, I brought two boxed lunches downstairs. You haven't had dinner, so eat some now." Ling Siyou approached and handed the boxed lunch to Gu Zhen and Zixuan, with serious expressions, "If you don't eat, Uncle won’t feel comforted when he wakes up later, there is still a long time before tomorrow morning... You should know that whether it is rescue or surgery, it will take a long time.”

Zixuan took the lunch box from Ling Siyou, and handed the other to Gu Zhen, stubbornly insisting that she take it before letting go.The corridor was extremely quiet, except for the sound of two people eating and chewing lightly.Ling Siyou was always by his side, but the normally playful and smiling man was calm and calm tonight.He was sitting next to Zixuan, his big warm hands wrapped tightly around the boy's cold hands, wanting to warm his heart.

From six o'clock to 08:30, the door of the ward finally opened in the anticipation of the three.Zixuan was the first to stand up from the chair. Seeing the attending doctor take off his mask, he couldn't wait to ask: "Doctor, how are you? Are you out of danger?"

The attending doctor looked a little tired, looked at the anxious boy, and said, "Mr. Lin is out of danger for the time being, but—" He paused, looking straight into Zixuan's eyes, "We will do our best to delay Mr. Lin has suffered from advanced heart disease and high blood pressure for two months, and there is nothing we can do after two months."

Like a thunderbolt hitting his head, Zixuan seemed to be hallucinating.The scene with his father when he was a child has grown up with his strict teaching and earnest admonition.Could it be that every word was for him, an unfilial son, everything rushed into his mind at this moment without warning.Zixuan pressed his temples with both hands, and asked, "Really, is it hopeless?"

How short is two months?But for sixty days and nights, even if they get along day and night, how can it be possible?

The attending doctor turned to Ling Siyou and Gu Zhen behind Zixuan: "The operation can be performed. If it succeeds, Mr. Lin will not go as early as now."

"What is the success rate of the operation?" Ling Siyou asked the most critical question.Zixuan looked at the attending doctor together, and said, "I can pay no matter how much money I have, as long as Fuwai can save the living."

"The success rate is only 30.00%." ​​The doctor took off the glasses on Bi's nose and rubbed his eyes tiredly, "If you can bear it, you can sign tomorrow. However, the failure rate is 70.00%, I hope you can be prepared .”

"30.00% success rate?" Zixuan repeated subconsciously, the success rate is less than half.

"The patient is in a coma tonight, and I think he will wake up tomorrow morning. If you decide to have an operation at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, you can come to me." The doctor paused and said, "The success rate of the operation is not high. I hope you will think about it." It's already over. After work, the doctor turned around and told the nurse in the ward the dosage of the injection, and left first.

In the ward, Lin Minghai was lying on the bed with salt water hanging on his arm, showing no sign of waking up.Just now the doctor said that Lin Minghai would not wake up until tomorrow morning, and the three of them stayed in front of the hospital bed for a while, so Gu Zhen asked Zixuan and Ling Siyou to go back first.

"Auntie, I want to stay here tonight." Zixuan said stubbornly, his father was seriously ill and his mother was here alone, he was worried.

"Silly boy, there are only two beds here. There are so many patients who have been hospitalized recently that there is no vacant family room in Fuwai. Zixuan and Mr. Ling will come back tomorrow morning. Take a good rest tonight. You have to go to class tomorrow. The third year of high school has heavy homework. It’s not good if your body can’t handle it.”

Ling Siyou also persuaded from the side: "Zixuan, if you don't go back, the family will worry. You will have energy tomorrow after a good night's sleep." He held Zixuan's arm slightly forcefully, pulled him away from the bed, "Whether you stay here or not will not change anything, go back with me, and I will send you over tomorrow morning..."

Ling Siyou's hand was very strong, pinching Zixuan slightly hurt, raised his eyes and looked at Ling Siyou and Gu Zhen respectively, seeing their expressions in his eyes, Zixuan nodded slightly: "I'll come over tomorrow morning." It was only now that he remembered that he didn't bring his money and ID card with him, so he had to go back to get it no matter what.

Taking a deep look at his father on the hospital bed, Zixuan patted Gu Zhen's shoulder comfortingly with both hands, and said softly: "I don't know if I need to have an operation..." If I don't, I have two months to live, but once the operation Failure—perhaps even a day is a luxury.

With slightly red eyes, Gu Zhen shook her head and said, "Zixuan, everything depends on your decision. The success rate of the operation is low, and no one will blame it if it fails; if there is no operation, there are only two months left. I don't know what to do. "

"I'll go back and think about it, don't worry." Zixuan held Gu Zhen's hand, "Auntie, go to bed early, whether you have surgery or not, I will come tomorrow morning." Saying goodbye to Gu Zhen, Zixuan drove back home with Ling Siyou the Jiang family.The time to go back was later than usual, but Jiang Yongan and Su Huixin were still up.Xiang Yi sat on the sofa alone... in a daze.

"Zixuan, are you back?" Su Huixin heard the news from Ling Siyou in the afternoon, and asked at this moment, "How is Mr. Lin's condition? Are you out of danger?"

"Well," Zixuan sat down on the sofa, and whispered the risks of the operation, "I don't know whether to have the operation or not." The choice is difficult, and I didn't feel it when I watched things happen to others before. , but now that it happened to me, why can't I make up my mind.

The husband and wife looked at each other, no matter which one they chose, they couldn't be satisfied.Su Huixin said: "Zixuan, although parents don't understand, if you don't have the operation, there are only two months left, will you be willing?"

"I'm not reconciled." Zixuan hugged his head in pain, "I want to have an operation, but I can't bear the consequences of the failure of the operation." When it comes to the life he respects most for giving birth to him and raising him for 25 years, Zixuan There has never been such a contradiction.

The room was silent for a while, no one spoke.There is no way to make any choice, and there are great shortcomings.

"Gambling." A cold word came from beside him, and Xiang Yi, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze, suddenly stood up and pulled Zixuan's arm away from his head, "There is no chance if you don't gamble." The man's voice was cold, Surprisingly strong hands.

The moment Zixuan raised his head, he saw Xiang Yi holding a deck of cards that he found out from nowhere.The man ignored the gazes of other people in the room, opened the entire card on the table, pointed and said, "Draw one."

Can't figure out his intention.However, it was the first time I saw Xiang Yi say so many words in one breath, not only Zixuan, but also Jiang Yongan, Su Huixin, Jiang Ziying and Ling Siyou felt extremely rare, almost feeling like the sun was rising from the west.

Especially Su Huixin felt even worse.The expressionless Xiang Yi sat on the sofa all night and asked many questions without answering a single one.Suddenly seeing him take out a card and let Zixuan draw one, everyone's eyes turned to the young man sitting on the sofa.

The cards on the table are face down, nothing can be seen.Zixuan's fingers moved slightly, and he stretched out his fingers to draw one from the middle.In less than two seconds, the touch of the card was transmitted through the skin, and the paper quality, place of origin, and card number all rushed into the mind.

It is a king of spades.

The biggest one is the Ace of Spades. Zixuan gently put down the cards in his hand. The number of his cards is very large. In the whole deck, only four cards are bigger than the King of Spades.Playing until now, Zixuan has a little understanding of Xiang Yi's intentions.Betting on winning or losing - he drew a big card, if Xiang Yi can win with a very small probability, does it also mean surgery?Thinking of this, Zixuan's heart tightened slightly.Surgery pays attention to good omens. If Xiang Yi can really win, he will take a gamble on his father's surgery!

Xiang Yi glanced at Zixuan, noticed the eyes of everyone in the room, calmly drew another card from the table, and slowly opened it.

Zixuan's heart was completely raised.

Heart A.

Zixuan took a deep breath, his eyes were determined, and he had already made up his mind to have surgery tomorrow morning.If it is difficult to have both in the end, why not take a gamble?What Xiang Yi did just now completely settled Zixuan's mind.[-]% fail, but there is still [-]% chance of success!

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Zixuan got up early, prepared the surgery fee, ID card, etc., and went to the hospital with Ling Siyou.Xiang Yi went to cut stones like yesterday. After a day of experimentation and Ling Siyou's spare no effort to fight and urge him, he was much more proficient than before.

Zixuan first called the attending doctor and went to the payment office to pay the operation fee. Gu Zhen, as a family member, signed the consent form for the operation.The operation time was set at ten o'clock in the morning, one hour before the operation, Zixuan and Ling Siyou came to the ward together.

Lin Minghai was awake.Seeing the two people coming in, he lay on the bed and moved his mouth slightly, but he didn't say anything.The heart attack occurred again in the late stage, and the body was overloaded, and even speaking became difficult.

Zixuan walked to his bed and quietly looked at his father on the bed.After a long time, he turned around and said to Ling Siyou and Gu Zhen: "I want to have a few words with my uncle alone, is that okay?" The hair that turned gray quickly, tears filled the eyes: "I will have the surgery later."

Lin Minghai's lips moved, but no sound came out of his throat.He closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again, indicating that he knew about the operation.

"Dad." Zixuan pinched the single corner of the quilt, with a smile on his lips, "Dad, I wanted to call you that a long time ago—if you leave, I will regret it for the rest of my life, you know?"

Hearing the address in his mouth, Lin Minghai's eyes widened suddenly, and his cloudy eyes showed disbelief. He kept trying to open his mouth to speak, but his breathing suddenly became urgent, and his chest heaved up and down.

"Dad, don't get excited." Zixuan stood up and gently held his chest for him as before, "As long as you wake up, I will recognize you as my father and take care of you for the rest of my life."

Hearing the words "recognize you as my father", Lin Minghai's eyes dimmed and his breathing gradually calmed down.Then, he opened his eyes and looked at the young man next to the bed who looked exactly like his son, closed his eyes heavily, and opened them slowly, unable to hide the longing in his eyes.

Sometimes people who are very ill tend to see better.Son, Lin Hao, Zixuan... He is old but not confused. He has spent half his life in the mall, but he sees things more clearly than ordinary people.Perhaps somewhere, there is already something beyond his comprehension.Thinking of this, Lin Minghai's eyes showed eagerness, and his lips kept moving, wanting to ask aloud.

"Dad, if the operation is successful, I won't hide from you any questions you ask." Zixuan tucked the quilt for him, paused, and stared straight at Lin Minghai with black eyes, "If you can't hold on, I will The rest of my life with my mother will be like living in hell and suffering!"

This is the first time he has said such harsh words to Lin Minghai.After finally being reborn after a car accident, the family can have a chance to reunite. If the operation fails, he is afraid that he will go crazy. "Mom has been with you for more than 30 years. If you can't hold on, just leave like this—Dad, do you think she will lose her son and husband at the same time within two months? How long can she live with Mom's temperament? There will be happiness in the rest of her life." day?"

Gu Zhen's thoughts have always been on her family, her son Lin Hao died, and her husband Lin Minghai is still there.However, if her husband is also dead now, who can guarantee that Gu Zhen will be safe and sound after being hit one after another?For more than a month, Zixuan saw that the roots of her mother's well-maintained hair had turned gray.

Hearing the sound of the door opening outside the ward, and sweeping towards Ling Siyou and his mother, Zixuan leaned into Lin Minghai's ear and whispered the last sentence: "Dad, if you wake up this evening, I will tell you what you want to know." everything."

Extreme longing flashed in Lin Minghai's eyes, stronger than ever.He moved his lips slightly, and kept repeating the two lip shapes.

Zixuan held his hand and recognized the two words in his mouth, son...

Suddenly there is an urge to cry.Zixuan looked away at the hanging bottle beside the bed, and there was only one thought in his mind: Father, don't let anything happen to you.