After kicking my ex I became his canary

The pungent smell of disinfectant water came from the hospital.

Ming Sihan and the nurses sent Zhou Ning to the first aid.In the compartment, the doctors were doing professional first aid for Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning's body was inserted into the hospital's instrument catheter.

The electrocardiogram on the side was beating abnormally, and the doctor was sweating profusely as he pressed Zhou Ning's chest outside his heart.

"Cardiac arrest, external compression, the patient lost consciousness, breathing stopped. The electrocardiogram showed high-grade myocardial infarction, sinus bradycardia, the patient's heart rate was only more than 40 beats per minute, and the blood pressure was about 80/50 mmHg." Doctor. Non-stop professional first aid.

Zhou Ning's face has turned purple.

The doctor frowned solemnly.

Electrocardiographic monitoring of electronic equipment records Zhou Ning's condition.

"Contact the operating room immediately and perform emergency rescue operations immediately." The doctor said calmly.

"Okay, I'll talk to the family." The nurse immediately ran to Ming Sihan and explained the situation to him, "If an emergency operation is not possible, he may die at any time and his condition is critical. The consent form for the operation must be signed by the family .”

Ming Sihan's pupils were bloodshot, and the phrase that the nurse said echoed in his mind, "Death at any time, the condition is critical, and surgery is needed."

The whole person is like being in the ice cellar of hell, cold to the bone.

"Surgery, I will sign."

Ming Sihan was in an extremely calm yet extremely tense state, with ringing in his ears.

He didn't know how he followed the nurse to sign the consent form for the operation in a daze, and he didn't know how he watched Zhou Ning, who was lying on the hospital bed with a bruised face and no sense of life, being pushed into the operating room.

Ning Ning was wearing a ventilator, his face was bruised and pale, and he looked sickly and pale, like a dying person.

The lights in the operating room came on.

Ming Sihan stood outside the operating room like a sculpture.He clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, his pupils were red with blood, and blood gushed up from his throat.

He is extremely calm, but at the critical point of collapse,

No one dared to go forward to disturb him.

About a few hours passed.

Ming Sihan stood outside for several hours.

The lights in the operating room finally went out, and Zhou Ning was carried out of the operating room after the operation and transferred to the intensive care unit.

Ming Sihan finally moved, and a pair of red eyes fixedly stared at the pale and unconscious Zhou Ning on the operating bed.His eyes followed Zhou Ning, his voice was already hoarse: "Ning Ning."

Zhou Ning's lips were pale, his face was sickly and transparent, he was so thin that he was almost out of shape, he was wearing a hospital gown and a ventilator, his breath was weak, if it wasn't for the slightly trembling eyelashes, Ming Sihan would almost have thought that Ning Ning was dead .

The doctor said: "Sir, who are you?"

Ming Sihan quickly looked at the doctor, his voice hoarse: "I am his husband."

The doctor frowned: "The patient has a history of heart disease for nearly seven years, and his heart condition is very dangerous." The doctor said a lot of medical terms that Ming Sihan didn't understand, and said: "His heart disease is very dangerous." The disease cannot be cured, only drugs and other treatments can be used to prolong life."

"Originally based on his condition, if he takes medicine on time and treats him with a good attitude, he can still live for about three or four years. If he is cured well, he may live longer."

"However, judging from the current situation of this patient, although the operation is out of danger, his condition has worsened and is so serious that he may die of a sudden myocardial infarction at any time. Even if he takes good care of him, he can only live for six months at most. look."

"You can only live for six months at most?" Ming Sihan didn't seem to understand what the doctor said, his eyes turned scarlet suddenly, blood surged up, his hands clenched into fists, and the back of his hands bulged out with blue veins.I couldn't believe it and asked again and again, "Six months?"

The doctor frowned solemnly, pushed his glasses, sighed continuously, and shook his head: "The patient's current condition is very poor, with multiple necrosis of the heart, and when I operated on him, he himself did not have the consciousness to survive. To be able to save him this time is already a robbery with Lord Yan."

After a pause, the doctor looked up at the pale and painful man with some sympathy and pity. He sighed a few times and said, "We have tried our best. This patient is terminally ill. During the last period, let him be happy." Let's go."

After the words fell, the doctor took off his glasses and moved forward.

Ming Sihan only felt his heart convulsing and excruciatingly painful, the blood in his throat was surging, and his eyes were covered with blood, he didn't know how terrifying and chapped his expression was at the moment.

Only six months left...

six months...

six months?

How can you only live for so little time?

Ming Sihan's whole body was icy cold, and he couldn't feel a trace of heat.His eyes were red with pain, and his breathing stopped for a while.Suddenly, Ming Sihan turned around and grabbed the doctor's wrist firmly.

Although the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, he had an outstanding temperament, his bloodshot eyes and the bulging veins on his forehead, and the cracked eyes betrayed his current state of mind.

Ming Sihan stared at the doctor firmly, and said word by word: "Save him."

The doctor was frightened by the disconsolate and hopeless collapse of the tall man. He couldn't help taking a step back in fear, sweating, "Patient's family, please calm down. We really tried our best. We can give him the last deadline." It's a fight with the god of death. When it really comes to that time, please mourn..."

It was fine if the doctor didn't say "sorrow", but when he said the word "sorrow", Ming Sihan's mood became more unstable, and his emotional collapse was about to exceed the critical point.

Ming Sihan growled furiously and desperately: "Save him! No matter how much money you pay, how much money you spend, you must save him!"

The doctor was completely frightened by Ming Sihan's appearance. He was shocked for a while, and then asked: "Do you have the patient's medical records, experience of seeking medical treatment, and past treatment conditions?"

Ming Sihan handed over all the medical records in Zhou Ning's backpack to the doctor.

The doctor looked through Zhou Ning's past medical records, and also looked at Zhou Ning's recent follow-up records.

He said: "The last re-examination of the patient was three months ago. At that time, the re-examination was still very stable. Taking medicine on time and not having bad habits can stabilize the condition."

"Why did the disease worsen so quickly in the past three months? So serious? Did anything special happen to him? Or, something that endangered his physical and mental happiness, something that would stimulate the patient's emotions?"

The doctor frowned tightly.

Ming Sihan was completely stunned by the question.

His mind went blank, he held Zhou Ning's bag tightly, and said in a low voice: "During this period of time, his personal freedom has been restricted, and he has never talked to anyone—" After that, Ming Sihan didn't say anything more.

As for the matter that provoked Zhou Ning, Ming Sihan knew it clearly.

In order to humiliate Zhou Ning's pride and dignity, to hold Zhou Ning firmly in the palm of his hand, to force him to do things he didn't want to do, he would scare him with things that Zhou Ning was afraid of every day.

Zhou Ning lives in great anxiety every day, and has to endure the humiliation of men to his soul and body from time to time.

The appearance of Zhou Ning crying in despair with pale cheeks in the past is still vivid in my memory.

Those evidences that humiliated and frightened Zhou Ning are still vivid in my mind.

Ming Sihan gripped Zhou Ning's backpack tightly, his nails dug into the palm of his hand, the tingling pain was far less than the sharp pain in his heart.His breathing stopped several times, his chest kept rising and falling, his eyes were blurred by tears, and all the memories related to Zhou Ning were in his mind.

Suffering from terminally ill heart disease for six or seven years...the time point coincides with the time when Zhou Ning broke up with him.

His whole body was shivering from the cold, his lips were trembling constantly, and blood was surging in his stomach. At that moment, he thought a lot in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more painful he was, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.

Looking at Ming Sihan's appearance, the doctor made a guess. He frowned and said, "As his...lover, don't you know that he has a heart attack? You also don't know how long he can live?"

"...Yes." Ming Sihan's eyes were red and dry, his voice was extremely hoarse, "I don't know."

The doctor frowned, sighed and shook his head: "During this period, did you commit domestic violence, cold violence, or threats to him?"

Ming Sihan's eyes were red: "No."

The doctor looked at him suspiciously.

Ming Sihan's hands trembled uncontrollably.He whispered: "Prisoner's freedom, rape, banning him from going out, intimidation, persecution."

The doctor looked Ming Sihan up and down, hiding the anger and hatred in his eyes, and his tone was very bad: "The patient cannot relax in such a bad situation, and spends every day in fright. Of course, the condition will be exacerbated." I could live for three years, four years, five years... now it has been shortened to a maximum of six months."

"If he is not sent to the hospital for rescue in time this time, he will already be lying in the morgue by now."

"His illness can't be cured, but the hospital will try its best to treat his illness, and he is unable to recover at present. It is the state where the patient should eat and drink. It is useless if you ask me to come."

The doctor frowned solemnly and shook his head.

Ming Sihan stood stiffly in place, hiding the scarlet in his eyes, he packed Zhou Ning's medical records, looked at the doctor coldly, "Quack doctor!"

After the words fell, Ming Sihan turned and left.

The doctor was furious: "What did you say?"

Ming Sihan asked someone to transfer Zhou Ning to a VIP ward in a private hospital. He hired specialized doctors and nurses to monitor Zhou Ning's condition, and hired specialized nurses to take care of Zhou Ning.

Assistants were also allocated to take care of them.

during this period.

Ming Sihan turned down the complicated work and asked someone to investigate all the past about Zhou Ning.From six years ago to six years, Ming Sihan paid a high price for people to investigate everything from the inside to the outside.

He took the information handed over by his assistant, and stared at it with tired eyes that hadn't slept for several days.

The assistant said: "Mr. Zhou Ning was diagnosed with a heart attack in April six years ago."

Ming Sihan stared at the document closely, and the pain in his eyes deepened. This was the beginning of the period when Ning Ning broke up with him.What a coincidence of timing.

The assistant frowned and said, "You asked me to investigate Miss Jin, that Miss Jin... seems to have died six years ago after giving birth."

"Moreover, I also dug up a secret of a wealthy family. Miss Jin was raped/raped when she was gathering with friends, and she didn't call the police afterwards. After that, she only had close contacts with Mr. Zhou Ning. After Miss Jin found out that she was pregnant , the Jin family kicked Miss Jin out of the house, and it was Mr. Zhou Ning who took her in."

One piece of information after another.

The assistant told the incident about Ms. Jin back then, and couldn't help asking: "I don't know how this matter is related?"

Ming Sihan tightly closed his eyes, grasped the layers of materials tightly, and used great strength in his hands.His voice was hoarse: "Do a DNA paternity test for Zhou Ning and Zhou Jinlin."

"This..." The assistant was slightly startled, and nodded, "Okay."