The doctor was doing all the necessary resuscitation. Teng Jinsi had been standing there waiting outside the door. He was sitting on a stool in the corridor, his head slightly raised and leaning against the wall. His eyes were always staring at the lights of the emergency room, and he felt empty.
of.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and he suddenly remembered that he had an appointment with an expert this afternoon.
I hurriedly took out my cell phone and connected it. The secretary's voice came from inside, "Mr. Teng, Mr. George will leave at five o'clock in the afternoon. I really tried every means but couldn't get him to stay."
"How did he say."
"He said there was a very important medical academic lecture, and there were patients waiting for him there."
"I have asked him to postpone his departure until five o'clock, but he has never shown up since you guys have not shown up. Now he really has to go to the airport."
The secretary's voice became softer and quieter, and Teng Jinsi weakly lowered his hand and put the phone away from his ear.
The opportunity that was finally obtained was lost like this.
But no one could do anything about it. Was such an accident really destined by God?
Why didn't God give her a chance and let her fall into a coma at this juncture...
Teng Jinsi tightened his grip on the phone, not caring that there was no noise here. He shook his hand and smashed the phone out!
With a bang, the phone hit the ground, the touch screen was cracked, and the battery of the phone popped out. Veins on his temples bulged, and he felt sad but couldn't vent it. He resented God for this damn trick, and resented himself for not doing it.
Better...
Once he thought that he would never be able to make an appointment with this doctor again, Teng Jinsi wanted to punch himself a few times.
No matter how rich he was, he couldn't hire Dr. George.
Such a sense of frustration made him hate himself...
He clenched his fists, suppressing the pain in his heart, suppressing the sadness in his heart, and his whole person was hidden in an atmosphere of sadness.
At this time, the door of the emergency room slowly opened, and the doctor wearing a mask walked out. Teng Jinsi quickly stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"
The doctor looked at him and took off his mask, "Her condition is not optimistic. The tumor in her brain has compressed many nerves and will affect her life. Symptoms of coma may appear in the future and become more and more frequent."
, it is recommended that you be hospitalized, because such symptoms are very dangerous and you may never wake up again."
Teng Jinsi was frightened when he heard this, and asked hurriedly, "What if we have surgery? Can it be removed?"
The doctor sighed, "Before the operation, I must tell you that there are risks. The family members must sign an agreement and the risks must be borne by themselves. In addition..." The doctor should not have said these words. After all, he was treating your hospital and himself
A kind of denial, but for the safety of the patient, he still sighed and said, "I'm sorry, we are only 30% sure about this operation."
When Teng Jinsi heard this, his heart dropped.
Not even half sure?
The doctor said that if the tumor was not removed, she might live for more than half a year. If an operation was performed, the risk would be borne by the family, and the hospital could only guarantee that it would do its best.
He didn't have the courage to risk her life or sign the agreement.
If she knew about her illness, what would she choose?
He understood that she would refuse treatment and could stay with Niu Niu for at least half a year.
Thinking of this, Teng Jinsi felt as if his chest was pressed against a boulder, making it difficult to breathe. Even the slightest breath would cause bursts of pain in his heart and lungs.
After the doctor left, it took a long time before Mu Yuzhen was transferred to the ward. He kept sitting next to her, looking at her pale face, and finally couldn't help but reach out and hold her slender hand tightly.
Her hands were so cold, so cold that they felt cold to his heart.
He tightened his grip, and then tightened his grip, thinking more about giving her his body temperature and giving her a little warmth.
Mu Yuzhen only regained consciousness the next day. When she woke up, she smelled the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. She frowned and moved her hand, waking up Teng Jinsi who was lying beside the bed.
He straightened up and let go of her hand, "Are you awake?"
"Where am I?"
Why does she feel like she is in the hospital?
Looking at her confused expression, his throat tightened and he felt an unspeakable sourness in his heart.
After choking for a long time, he reached out to hold her hand and whispered, "This is the hospital, you are in a coma."
"coma?"
She frowned. She couldn't remember anything at all. She only remembered that she felt very uncomfortable and wanted to sleep...
"How did I get into a coma?"
She began to feel uneasy again, so she grabbed his hand and mustered up the courage to ask, "Is there something you're hiding from me? Tell me, what's wrong with me?"
Teng Jinsi couldn't answer.
His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.
His vision was blurred, and he wanted to say words of comfort or continue to lie to her, but he couldn't make a sound, but he didn't have the courage to tell her about her condition.
He knew her, and if she knew, she would definitely give up treatment.
The strange silence made her feel uneasy. She seemed to feel something vaguely, "Am I... am I..."
Her voice was choked, and she choked for a while before forcing herself to raise the corners of her mouth and asked tentatively, "Can't you... see me anymore?"
"Is it serious?"
"Teng Jinsi, can you tell me? Don't lie to me."
Even though you are obviously very scared and uneasy, you have to pretend to be relaxed and able to withstand no matter how much pain you suffer.
Her disguise made him feel distressed.
He stretched out his hand and couldn't help but touch her cheek, caressing the delicate skin of her face, and said softly, "You idiot, are you thinking wildly again?"
"Am I just thinking wildly?" she asked him, and also asked herself, was it really just wildly imagining?
Teng Jinsi sighed, stood up and sat beside her bed, took her into his arms, and said bitterly, "You just fainted due to low blood sugar. The doctor said it's nothing. Don't think about it, okay? Trust me, you will get better."
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Leaning in his arms, Mu Yuzhen didn't want to struggle and pushed him away this time.