The days when I worked part-time as a dormitory in the male dormitory

The twilight was dim, the lights in the hospital corridor were pale and dazzling, and tiny gaps could be found between the closed doors, desperately seeping in, seeping into the dark ward, whitening a small open space at the door.

Lu Xiao was lying on the hospital bed, wearing an oxygen mask.

His face was too small, and an oxygen mask almost covered most of it. The exposed skin was pale and haggard, with long eyelashes drooping, like a beautiful doll, lifeless and delicate.

Congenital asthma kept Lu Xiao's blood oxygen low all year round, and the insufficient blood supply to the heart affected heart function, and external stimuli directly caused premature heartbeats accompanied by angina pectoris.

"It stands to reason that I should have had symptoms of fatigue, chest tightness and palpitations recently, why didn't I come to the hospital earlier?" After the emergency, the doctor asked Liang Huaiyu.

Liang Huaiyu couldn't answer.

He also wanted to ask himself, why he didn't bring Lu Xiao directly to the hospital when he clearly felt something was wrong with Lu Xiao, but waited, waited for a visit to the teacher and waited for a checkup on Monday.

In the final analysis, it was a fluke, and a little abnormality of the heart was attributed to asthma.

The doctor looked at the young man in front of him. He was so tall but his head was bowed down. He seemed to be stuck in a state of extreme guilt and couldn't get out.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry too much." The doctor still couldn't help but say a few words of relief: "The patient is still young, you sent it in time and the condition is not serious."

"Then... will this affect his future life?" Liang Huaiyu asked the doctor.

"His asthma is congenital, and it is difficult to cure it now," the doctor said.

"Most asthmatic patients have relatively weak cardiopulmonary function. He has already experienced premature beats and heart pain. If he continues to deteriorate, he may cause cor pulmonale. In severe cases, heart failure may also occur. This is a possible development in the future. You must I know that I have to have this awareness, but judging from the current situation, he is still stable."

The more the doctor said, the tighter Liang Huaiyu's expression became, and his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

When the word heart failure was mentioned, the muscles of his neck and shoulders tensed up, and countless invisible spikes stood up on his back, as if he wanted to protect something desperately, but complained about his futility and helplessness.

Seeing Liang Huaiyu's condition, the doctor couldn't continue talking. He pinched Liang Huaiyu's shoulder and patted his arm twice: "Relax young man, the heart problem is not a small problem. I have to take all possibilities into account. I’ve told you all about it, but as far as the patient’s current state is concerned, it’s far from being that serious.”

"I also said that he is young now, and he can stabilize by taking medicine on time. He will take a good rest in the future, keep his mind and pay attention to rest. The prognosis is still very good."

"Try not to catch a cold and get sick, and don't get emotional. The most important thing is to maintain sufficient oxygen supply. If possible, you can prepare an oxygen generator at home."

The doctor squinted his eyes, and when he comforted Liang Huaiyu, his tone was relaxed, obviously quite amiable, but what he said fell into Liang Huaiyu's ears, but it seemed so cold that his heart trembled.

Even though the doctor repeatedly told Liang Huaiyu that Lu Xiao was fine, and as long as he took good care of him, there would be no major problems, his hands still couldn't stop shaking.

Liang Huaiyu sat in front of the hospital bed, looking at Lu Xiao motionlessly.

The ward at night was very quiet, Lu Xiao breathed shallowly into the oxygen mask, and the ECG equipment beside him made regular beeping sounds.

Liang Huaiyu listened carefully to that voice, as if only when he heard it, did he feel that Lu Xiao's heartbeat was normal, and he could feel a little relieved.

He sat like this all night, until the next morning when Lu Xiao slowly opened his eyes.

Lu Xiao's eyelids were heavy, and it took a lot of effort to open them a little.

His senses have not returned, his consciousness is chaotic, and his vision is hazy, but he can still feel that the whole room is filled with very warm light, as if the weather is good.

Someone held his fingertips, the touch was rough but warm and comfortable, Lu Xiao immediately recognized Liang Huaiyu's hand.

He tilted his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw Liang Huaiyu sitting by the bed, his vision was still not clear, but he somehow felt that Liang Huaiyu looked much haggard.

"Xiao'er?" Liang Huaiyu called his name, his eyes lit up, "Are you awake, Xiao'er?"

Lu Xiao smiled at him, but it seemed that he was wearing an oxygen mask on his face, and he didn't know if he could see it.

Liang Huaiyu still only held his fingertips, Lu Xiao felt his palms were cold, and wanted him to help him warm himself.

He opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, his throat seemed to be blocked, heavy and stuffy, and he tried a little more, but his heart twitched violently, followed by continuous stabbing pain.

Lu Xiao's breathing suddenly became rapid, dense snowflakes began to flash in front of his eyes, and at the same time, the instrument next to his ear suddenly ticked wildly.

He was a little unconscious again, and he didn't feel anything except pain. It seemed that a large group of people flooded into the room in an instant, pulling away the quilt on his chest, and sticking various cold things on his body.

Lu Xiao's eyes went dark for a while, and when he could see things again, his sight was blocked by the white clothes of the group of people, and he saw his hands through the gap.

No wonder Liang Huaiyu didn't warm his palms.

He had many needles in the back of his hand, and the skin under the needle tip was bruised and purple, and Lao Gao couldn't be pulled.

Lu Xiaohun thought a lot, he didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't know if Liang Huaiyu was still by his side.

A pair of fleshy hands covered his forehead, interrupting his thoughts, he saw a fat middle-aged man with a round face, his eyes were narrowed when he spoke.

"It's okay, kid. Don't be nervous. This is a normal reaction. Trust our doctor. The pain will stop in a while. If you're sleepy, just close your eyes and sleep for a while. It's okay."

Lu Xiao inexplicably felt that this doctor looked a bit like his teacher, and he looked alike and spoke alike. He smiled from the corners of his mouth, closed his eyes obediently, and fell into the darkness again.

Lu Xiao thought that closing his eyes was probably just a short sleep, and he might be able to have dinner with Liang Huaiyu when he woke up.

Unexpectedly, when he really regained consciousness, it was already three days later.

When Liang Huaiyu hugged him and said this, Lu didn't believe it at all. In the end, Liang Huaiyu took out his mobile phone and showed him the calendar, and he accepted the reality in shock.

After Lu Xiao fell asleep that day, he started to have a fever in the evening.

He had been suffering from a cold since he came back from the mountains, and although he procrastinated, it didn't get better, but it never got worse.

Even Liang Huaiyu thought that Lu Xiao's physique was just weaker and better slowly.

Unexpectedly, along with this illness, that cold also came together like a rush, making Lu Xiao very ill.

His throat was inflamed all the time, and his repeated high fever caused pneumonia. Even the always smiling doctor couldn't help but become serious in the end.

Using the best medicine, I tried my best to eliminate the inflammation and minimize the impact on the heart. In the end, the cold did not deteriorate into myocarditis.

After burning on and off for three days, Lu Xiao woke up slowly one afternoon.

At first he couldn't believe that he had really slept for three days, because when he woke up, he didn't feel bad.

Except that he has no strength at all and needs Liang Huaiyu to hug him to sit up, everything seems to be fine.

But when he saw Liang Huaiyu's face, he felt as if he was really seriously ill.

Liang Huaiyu has always been full of energy, and Lu Xiao has seen him staying up all night and still being full of energy, so he was very shocked when he woke up and saw him.

The big dog who usually does not sleep for three days and three nights now has bloodshot eyes, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and stubble has grown out.

Every morning Liang Huaiyu got up earlier than him. Lu Xiao hadn't seen his stubble before, so he subconsciously touched it with his hand, but Liang Huaiyu immediately stopped him.

"Be careful baby," Liang Huaiyu held his palm and carefully pulled his hand off, "Don't get blood back."

It was only then that Lu Xiao realized that his hands were still pricked with needles, and the backs of both hands were obviously alternately pricked, and they were so swollen that they were beyond recognition.

"Damn..." Lu Xiao couldn't help but muttered, "Liang Huaiyu... hiss..."

It's okay if you don't talk, but when you talk, your heart feels uncomfortable. Lu Xiao panicked a little and held Liang Huaiyu's hand tightly.

Liang Huaiyu was even more panicked, fearing that Lu Xiao would feel bad again and fall into a coma for a few days, so he immediately rang the bell to call the doctor.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," he stroked Lu Xiao's heart lightly, "The doctor will be here soon, baby."

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said that, Lu Xiao felt that he was terminally ill and there was no cure, and was so scared that tears came out.

"Liang Huaiyu..." Lu Xiao touched Liang Huaiyu's beard stubble with his unpricked hand, his eyes were hazy with tears, and his voice was so low because of the pain in his heart, "What's wrong with me?"

Liang Huaiyu felt distressed when he saw his tears, and kissed the end of his eyes: "Hold on baby."

As soon as the doctor came in, what he saw was this scene that seemed to be parting from life and death, and he sighed heavily: "Is it raining deeply, you two?"

While complaining, he still quickly approached and pushed Liang Huaiyu away, "Family members, calm down first."

Lu Xiao still had a nasal oxygen tube inserted, and his eyes were red, which made Liang Huaiyu's heart ache to death.

The doctor quickly checked Lu Xiao's condition, "Fortunately, nothing happened."

He patted Lu Xiao's head again, "Kids, don't get emotional, you're fine, you'll know when you wake up? You'll be a man after taking care of yourself!"

Liang Huaiyu had PTSD because of Lu Xiao's sudden fainting and high fever last time, and now he feels uncomfortable just watching him frown.

He asked the doctor a lot more, and he didn't relax until he was sure that Lu Xiao was really fine.

Lu Xiao was confused by those two people.

The doctor smiled and said it was not serious.

Liang Huaiyu, on the other hand, had a mournful face as if he was going to die, with a painful and hard expression, as if he was ready to follow Lu Xiao if he died, resolute and resolute.

In the end, Liang Huaiyu was kicked out of the ward by the doctor and told him to go back to sleep and be more awake.

Under the doctor's explanation, Lu Xiao fully understood his condition, and couldn't laugh or cry at Liang Huaiyu's performance.

"Oh, but don't think he made a fuss," the doctor finally said to Lu Xiao, "how many days you sleep, he stays awake with his eyes open."

He changed Lu Xiao's dressing while talking, "We all understand that the family members are worried about the patient, but he is especially stubborn, he will guard by your bedside like a nail, and he won't let him go back to rest for a while, who said It's useless."

"It's a good thing you woke up," the doctor smiled and nodded Lu Xiao's head, "otherwise how many more days will he have to sit? Although young people are energetic when they fall in love, they can't stand it like this."

Listening to the doctor's words, Lu Xiao was teased into a smile, and felt that Liang Huaiyu really looked like a silly dog, but he couldn't help feeling warm in his heart.

"Okay, sleep for a while, kid, you need to rest more now," the doctor drew the curtains for him, "and let your boyfriend go back to rest, he said he would give you a surprise, and he will come back when you wake up gone."

After waking up for so long and talking for a long time, Lu Xiao was indeed tired.

The doctor is very kind, and he looks like his teacher. Lu Xiao closed his eyes in his lullaby-like voice, and fell asleep peacefully.

This time he slept very well, no discomfort or pain, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw Liang Huaiyu.

He probably slept the whole night. At this moment, the sky outside the window had not yet brightened. The sun was shrouded in the clouds in the east, and the air was quiet and warm.

Liang Huaiyu's recovery ability is really good. He went back to sleep, took a bath and changed clothes, and he was a handsome young man again.

He has deep brows and eyes, and the outline of his jaw is clean and neat. When he holds Lu Xiao's hand and looks at him and smiles, his heart and eyes are full of him, like the most exciting first ray of morning light in the morning.

The moment Lu Xiao opened his eyes, Liang Huaiyu leaned over and kissed him softly between his eyebrows: "Happy birthday, my baby."

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