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"Quickly, go and call Dr. Chen and the others."

"Push the instrument over here first!"

"Take the patient's family members to go through the formalities immediately."

When the emergency department received this patient, it was after ten o'clock at night, when it was raining the most outside.Those who are sent at this time are usually accidental falls or car accidents. Cases of acute gastric bleeding like this are not common, so the gastroenterology department has to call from upstairs temporarily.

After separating from He Qiao, Rong Yue didn't go home, but went to the hospital instead, trying to use work to relieve the pain of being broken up.After receiving the call, he hurried downstairs with his colleagues, and when he saw who was lying behind the curtain, his heartbeat instantly went up to [-].

"what happened?!"

"The patient suddenly vomited blood in his car, the amount of bleeding was not low, and he fainted again on the way to the hospital. There was a water sound from the abdominal percussion, and the preliminary judgment was acute gastric bleeding. The possibility of long-term oral aspirin cannot be ruled out for the time being."

Rong Yue's face became extremely serious, and he quickly took over all the inspection procedures: "Leave it to me. I know this patient. He has no long-term history of taking medicine, and there was no obvious abnormality a few hours ago—"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized how imprecise his words were.In fact, a few hours ago, He Qiao's complexion was a little strange, maybe there was already a sign of bleeding at that time.Thinking of this possibility, his heart felt as if someone had grabbed him hard, and he looked down, only to see the unfamiliar ring on He Qiao's right hand.

"Who sent him here?"

"A man, very young, said he was from his family."

It's him again...

It could only be Fang Shaoyang.

"What about people?"

"I'm in a hurry to go through the formalities. Dr. Rong, what's the problem?"

Rong Yue waved his hands in deep thought, forcing himself to devote himself to his job, not thinking about how to teach Fang Shaoyang a lesson in the future.

Soon He Qiao was pushed into the operating room.

The red light is on, the gate is closed, and every minute and every second is endless suffering.

Halfway through, hurried footsteps and loud roars came from the other end of the corridor: "Fang Shaoyang? Fang Shaoyang!"

Braving the heavy rain, Zhou Peiyuan drove back directly from a neighboring city.

Fang Shaoyang outside the operating room came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and slowly stood up holding a stack of test sheets: "Brother Yuan..."

"I fuck your mother!"

Zhou Peiyuan lifted his leg and kicked him immediately, knocking him to the ground.

Test sheets were falling all over the place.

"Fang Shaoyang, I'll fuck your mother, I'll fuck your mother!"

Zhou Peiyuan was in a hurry at the moment, and he couldn't let go of his hatred at all. He kicked Fang Shaoyang's back hard again, directly kicking him into a curled up body.

On the cold concrete floor, Fang Shaoyang was half wet, his face was blue, and his arms were tightly hugged.But he didn't fight back, just gritted his teeth and said nothing, the veins on his face were bulging, and there were tears of regret in his eyes.

The nearby doctors and nurses hurried over and pulled them away. Zhou Peiyuan's face was red and purple with anger, he rested with his hands on his hips, and then began to kick his leather shoes hard on him. The heavy muffled sound on the bones made the back of the neck feel chills.Kicking him while cursing: "You bastard, please stay away from He Qiao and ignore it. If something happens to him, I'll be the first to kill you!"

In the past, He Qiao was not good at Fang Shaoyang, Zhou Peiyuan would not only protect Fang Shaoyang, but also speak for him in front of He Qiao: "Shao Yang is such a good boy, what a poor boy, please be nice to him. "Who knew that the wolf cub would bite his master back when he was brought up, causing his master to become what he is today. He really wished he could have pushed this wolf cub into the pit and fell to his death!

In the chaos, the test sheet on the ground was trampled by shoes. Fang Shaoyang gritted his teeth and picked it up to protect it in his arms. The blood from the wound on his forehead was so bloody that he couldn't open his eyes.Some nurses were soft-hearted and couldn't stand it any longer. They called the security guards to come over to maintain order, and frowned and reprimanded them severely: "This is a hospital. If you want to beat them up, we will call the police if there is any disturbance."

Zhou Peiyuan panted heavily, his face full of anger, and he glared at Fang Shaoyang viciously.

"Beat me again? If you still beat me, call the police! Get out!"

Fortunately, there was an important call.

He Qiao's parents didn't know about this for the time being, so Zhou Peiyuan took a huge risk for this, so he hurriedly turned around and went out to make up nonsense.The nurse took the opportunity to help the man onto the plastic chair: "Why don't you hide when he hits you?"

Fang Shaoyang lowered his head, his eyes were slightly closed, his elbows were spread apart on his knees, and he seemed to be in a trance.

The nurse sighed helplessly, brought some alcohol and gauze to wipe his blood briefly, and then left with a plate, leaving him sitting alone at the door of the operating room.

The rain outside hasn't stopped, it's just a little lighter, pattering on the glass.Fang Shaoyang pinched the test sheet, his ten fingers sunk deeply on the paper, and the muscles in his mouth clenched tightly, trying to calm himself down, but it was in vain.

His hands were shaking all the time.

The dried blood on his hands was like poison, soaking into his pores and skin, gnawing at blood vessels and muscles, seeping all the way to his chest, causing bone-piercing pain.

The corridor was too quiet, the red light was too dazzling, everything made him panic.

He would rather have Zhou Peiyuan here, and continue beating him.

Lifting up, he leaned his head against the temperatureless white wall, knocking back one after another.

Bang, bang, bang.

The force is too great, and the chairs are loosened.

The corridor was finally not so quiet.

The doctor who passed by from a distance glanced here, and then ran over to stop him in horror: "Crazy?! What are you doing, why are you hitting your head against the wall? You can't feel the bleeding?"

A small pool of blood had appeared on the white wall.

Fang Shaoyang's eyes were dark, and there was a layer of rare fear suppressed in the thick regret.He is not afraid if others want to kill him.Something happened to He Qiao, he was so scared that he didn't even have the courage to assume a bad outcome.

When Zhou Peiyuan came back from the phone call, he saw the blood on the wall, and saw his distraught appearance. His anger had nowhere to vent and he could only suppress it.

After suffering for several hours, the lights in the operating room were turned off.

When the person was pushed out, Fang Shaoyang was the first to rush up, but halfway there, he hastily put his feet back, nailed to the middle of the road, and remained motionless.Zhou Peiyuan passed him and ran to the bedside, and escorted him into the single ward with the nurse.

Fang Shaoyang followed the whole journey, neither far nor near.

When he reached the door of the ward, two people from Heming were already waiting in formation, and the door was closed to prevent him from entering.

Fang Shaoyang was standing outside the door, looking inside through the viewing window.

The dim light came on, and the few people around the bed blocked his sight, and he stared there firmly.After a long time, those talents scattered one by one, those who hung the infusion bottle hung the infusion bottle, and those who covered the quilt covered the quilt.

Between the movements of these people, a hand wearing a ring came into view.His breathing was stagnant, his nerve endings seemed to be burned by a lighter, and his internal organs curled up in pain.The next second, Rong Yue, who was wearing a white coat, walked over, bowed and carefully took off the ring, and put it in the drawer beside the bed.

The heavy rain that lasted all night finally stopped, but Fang Shaoyang's eyes were still raining, and his vision was blurred.

He Qiao lay quietly on the hospital bed, the moonlight pouring in from the window made his face paler and his breathing was barely noticeable.He was there, but he didn't move at all.

Fang Shaoyang wiped his eyes, his eyes became more and more anxious, and his arms were tense by his side.He was eager to see He Qiao give himself a hint: he's okay.

But He Qiao was still so indifferent.He didn't know how much Fang Shaoyang blamed himself and suffered at this moment. He didn't know anything, but just lay there quietly.

The two people guarding the door got tired after standing for a while, and began to move their limbs and neck impatiently, asking Fang Shaoyang in a low voice why he still didn't leave.Zhou Peiyuan swept from the inside to the door, opened his mouth to curse something, and then turned his head in disgust.

Time passed by, Fang Shaoyang stood outside the door like a stone statue, his eyes were so sore that he couldn't blink.It wasn't until a long, long time later that He Qiao's hand moved slightly that he was relieved, and he took a stiff step back with his legs, propping his hands on his knees and taking a deep breath.

After a while, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Rong Yue walked out from inside.

"You come with me."

Fang Shaoyang followed him blankly and walked into a doctor's office with a locked door.

Rong Yue didn't do what Zhou Peiyuan did, because he felt that he was not qualified to do this for He Qiao.He just turned on the light, leaned tiredly on a table in the corner, and stared at Fang Shaoyang from a distance.

"How is he?" Fang Shaoyang asked.

"What do you think?" He took off his glasses and wiped the edge of his white coat. "It's not life-threatening at the moment, but if you hurt him a few more times, I should be helpless."

Fang Shaoyang was stunned for a moment, and said, "No. In the future——"

"I don't care about what happens to you in the future, and I don't want to listen to your unnecessary promises." Rong Yue interrupted bluntly, "I called you here because I want to ask you something. He Qiao has a problem, I don't know if it is with you There are relationships."

The thick night hangs on the window, and the shadow of the downcast is reflected on the ground.Fang Shaoyang's lips moved: "What..."

"He refuses to take medicine. Since I met him, he has hardly taken any tablet medicine, and it is useless to persuade anyone. I know He Qiao is a rational person, except when facing you, so I am here Wonder if this has something to do with you."

His breathing tightened suddenly, and he held the back of the chair next to him with his right hand, his knuckles turning blue and white.

"It seems that I guessed right." Rong Yue lowered his head and smiled bitterly, and then put on his glasses, "It's only when something happens to you that he doesn't take his health seriously."

Fang Shaoyang couldn't speak a word.

Rong Yue stood there for a while, as if he had clarified a lot of things, thought through a lot of things, or rather... gave up some things.When he left, he stopped beside Fang Shaoyang, his eyes darkened a lot: "If I were you, I shouldn't appear in front of him again in the future."

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It was already midnight when I left the hospital.

Fang Shaoyang was extremely exhausted, but he couldn't fall asleep at all.Having suffered the most painful lesson in the past 25 years, his spirit seemed to be burned red repeatedly with a soldering iron, and he was in pain and sober.

After sitting for a long time, he took out a small tin box from the bottom of the cabinet, which contained his mother's belongings and some important things, including the birthday card and the ticket stub to Switzerland.

In the beginning, I kept these, in fact, simply to commemorate that trip, because it was his first time traveling abroad.Then slowly, the meaning of these things began to change.What the ticket stub proves is no longer a simple outing, but the last happy time, the purest happiness, with his mother and He Qiao.

Recalling that on the train, He Qiao rested on his shoulder, and her mother put the blanket on both of them.Thinking of the scenery outside the train, like a fairy tale movie, the rolling snow mountains, the white snow...

Time is a terrible thing. He even forgot the name of the train's destination, but he still remembers reaching out and touching He Qiao's eyelashes, and secretly swore in his heart: Brother Qiao, as compensation, I will treat you forever OK

Now that it's like this, can it be a little "good"?

He sat on the ground and stared at these things for a long time before putting them away one by one.

In addition to these, there are several cheap jewelry in the box, and a letter of guarantee written by Fang Yongxiang to his mother.He didn't open it again, and directly burned it with a lighter.

The dead are dead, and the family affection that cannot be obtained cannot be forced.

Clusters of flames reflected on Fang Shaoyang's face, with blade-like edges and corners.In the past few years, he has matured at an astonishingly fast rate, changing every day.Aging aside, the allure of power, the rise of status, these are the catalysts.

He was still him, but he was no longer the one who squatted on the floor of the Internet cafe and dismantled the console.There are more and more things hidden in my heart, and more and more things I want.He has a deeper understanding of the beauty and cruelty of the world than his peers, and he has gained it earlier and lost it earlier.

And the same goes for He Qiao.

He got it early and lost it early.

Some feelings appear for companionship, and some feelings stop by your side to send you to the next stop.He Qiao walked with him for a while, gave everything he had, and never regretted it, Fang Shaoyang can be sure of this.As for Fang Shaoyang himself, he has ignored, forgotten, liked, and cared, and finally got rid of loneliness and helplessness in this car, and bid farewell to youth and ignorance.

Now that the bus has arrived at the station, it's time to get off.When the car door is opened, whether it is day or night, whether it is smooth or rough, these are no longer daunting, because the emotional wall once protected you, and the scenery you passed once belonged to you.Every time I think of it, there is still a little warmth in my heart.

After paying an unforgettable price, Fang Shaoyang got out of the car slowly, took his thin luggage and continued on his way.Fortunately, there is still a ray of light called memory behind, quietly illuminating the unknown road ahead.