Director Sun didn't want to hurt Jing Wuyan, but he had to say: "This kind of viral infection of the lobe nerves cannot be operated on. And the most important thing is that the patient should not do any strenuous activities to avoid
The rate of infection of the cataclysmic virus requires a calm mind and mainly resting, maybe more, a few more days."
Jing Wuyan nodded stupidly: "Oh."
Director Sun shook his head with an apologetic look and whispered: "Of course, this is just the first diagnosis. I suggest you go to 301 and other hospitals for a few more reexaminations. Maybe there will be good results. Sorry, Miss Jing."
Although Hope Hospital is not as well-known as **, its neurology department is the most famous in the country, and the probability of a patient being diagnosed here is more than 90%.
Director Sun asked Jing Wuyan to go to the hospital for a review, which was purely to comfort her.
Staring at the film, Jing Wuyan stood blankly for a long time. It wasn't until she felt her cheeks felt a little dry that she raised her hand to wipe her cheeks and rolled her eyes. When she was about to say something to Director Sun, she realized that he was no longer there.
How could this be?
I lived to the age of 15 and finally waited for the man I liked. Why did Tang Peng have such a big problem before I had time to taste the taste of love?
Jing Wuyan turned around foolishly, but her eyes suddenly froze: Tang Peng, who didn't know when, was standing behind her.
Tang Peng heard everything Director Sun and Jing Wuyan said outside the door.
Jing Wuyan was heartbroken, but Tang Peng had an unreal feeling like a dream.
When Tang Peng decided to become a killer a few years ago, he knew that he might die at any time.
In fact, over the years, he has almost disappeared from this world several times, such as in Mount Paektu and in Iraq.
But death and the way of dying are different. If Tang Peng had to choose how to die, he would choose to die in battle, because he had already prepared for death and had nothing to fear in his heart.
But God did not give him this chance - instead he made him wait to die of illness.
This is undoubtedly the most cruel to Tang Peng, who has just started his career and will have a better life tomorrow.
It's a pity that he has no ability to change all this.
The greatest sorrow in the world is when someone knows that his life has already begun to be calculated by the sky.
Everyone knows that a terminally ill patient will have a complete mental breakdown after realizing that he has an incurable disease, which will lead to the end of his life earlier.
Tang Peng really didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing. At the time when he was most proud of his life: there were so many beauties around him, he had a fortune of over 100 million, he had just won the favor of Jing Hongming, and when he was about to flex his muscles and start a career, he suddenly...
Such a big change!
My heart quickly fell into the ice cave and became cold.
Jing Wuyan turned around and saw Tang Peng standing behind her. She was stunned for a moment and then quickly wiped the tears on her face with her backhand. She forced a smile and said, "Tang Peng, you, when did you come? Why didn't I know?"
.”
Tang Peng smiled, stretched out his hand to hold Jing Wuyan's cold right hand, and whispered: "I just came in. What, what did Director Sun say to you? You look so ugly, is it me -
"
"Ah, no, no, you're fine, you're really fine!"
Jing Wuyan shook her head quickly and stammered: "Well, it's the one in your brain. It seems that there is a small blood bruise and a swelling that is compressing your nerves. But it's not very important. As long as you follow the doctor's instructions and take a good rest and recuperate, it will be fine."
You’ll recover soon.”
After closing his eyes, Tang Peng looked calm: "Haha, is that right?"
Jing Wuyan nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes! How could I lie to you? I am you, your fiancée."
Tang Peng smiled happily, raised his hand and put his arm around Jing Wuyan's waist: "Well, you're right, let's go, I'm a little hungry."
"Okay, okay, I'll take you to dinner. Let's have a big dinner. I'll treat you!"
Jing Wuyan also smiled carelessly, and then quickly turned away: I can't cry, I can't cry! If I cry all the time, he will be suspicious! Jing Wuyan, you must be strong,
You must hold on, you must work hard, use every possible means, and use all your energy to protect him!!
…
"Don't move, let me come, let me open the door."
When Tang Peng reached out to grab the car door, Jing Wuyan reached out first.
Tang Peng's face was full of confusion: "Wu Yan, you seem to be too, too polite and too concerned about me, right?"
"Hey, I should care about you. Who makes me older than you, right?"
Jing Wuyan looked heartless, her smile was still that idiotic, and she suppressed the deep sadness in her eyes.
"You're just like my mother."
Tang Peng smiled and shrugged, and got into the car.
"I don't want to be your mother, I want to be your wife."
Jing Wuyan whispered and closed the car door.
As the car slowly drove out of the entrance of Hope Hospital, Tang Peng asked: "You said you wanted to treat me to a big dinner, where should we go?"
Jing Wuyan pursed her lips tightly and said cautiously: "Tang Peng, let me discuss something with you. Can we go to the ** to double-check it first? Ah, don't think too much. I just think it's best.
We need to go to a top hospital for a re-examination and confirm that you are indeed fine. Then we will feel more at ease, right?"
"Okay, I listen to you."
Tang Peng didn't say much and simply agreed.
In fact, he also wanted to find a more authoritative hospital for a reexamination. After all, he didn't believe that he would get that damn disease.
"Oh, then I'm going to make a call now. You wait for me in the car obediently. Sister, I'll buy you a candied haws on the way."
Jing Wuyan chuckled and parked the car on the right side of the courtyard entrance.
On the right side of the entrance to the courtyard, there are several small shops, mainly selling flowers, nutritional products, and snacks.
"Be good, wait for me in the car."
Before getting off the car, Jing Wuyan leaned over and kissed Tang Peng gently on his forehead.
If Jing Wuyan had acted like this in the past, Tang Peng would have definitely called her an idiot.
But now, he felt a strong sense of sweetness and wanted to hold her and cry: I'm still young, I don't want to die yet!
Staring blankly out of the car window, watching the pedestrians passing by the entrance of the courtyard and the endless flow of vehicles, Tang Peng suddenly felt that all of this was so kind and he didn't want to leave it behind.
…
As the saying goes, Young Master Jing is the one who can stand up to the three of them. There is only something she is unwilling to do in China, but there is nothing she cannot do.
No, more than an hour later, a temporary team of brain experts formed by the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China carefully inspected Tang Peng in all aspects. It was as if they were providing services to central leaders again.
Soon, the results came out: a shadow about the size of a penny was found in the brain of the patient (Tang Peng). After repeated diagnosis by the expert team, it was confirmed that this was just a blood stasis mass. The patient only needed to rest for a period of time.
, the lump will disappear. During the rest period, the patient should try to do as little activity as possible, especially no strenuous sexual life, to avoid blood clots, mutations, etc. due to excessive blood flow——
After receiving the diagnosis notice, Jing Wuyan breathed a long sigh of relief, blinked her right eye, took Tang Peng's right hand and gently pressed it on her right chest, and said with a heartless smile: "Xiao Tang,
Sister, I wanted to commit myself to you tonight, but the expert team said that in order to help you recover as soon as possible, you are not allowed to have such dirty thoughts, so - you have to endure it. But don't worry, sister
I’ll keep it for you. They say wine gets better as it ages, and the same goes for this beauty. Tell me, am I right?”
Tang Peng nodded his head: "Yes, very yes! No wonder there are more and more spinsters nowadays. It turns out that it's all you who think like this, ha, ha!"
"Sister, I'm too lazy to talk to you! Tell me, where are you going to eat? Don't save me money tonight, you can eat whatever you want!"
Jing Wuyan raised her hand and was about to hit Tang Peng on the shoulder, but she pulled back.
"Well. Mr. Jing invites you to dinner, so I'll only eat the expensive ones, not the right ones. I'll have to give you a good meal!"
Tang Peng thought for a while: "Hey, it's up to you to decide where to go. Anyway, I'm not very familiar with it in Jinghua."
"Okay, then let's go to Yellow Crane Tower!"
Jing Wuyan snapped her fingers and started the little Alto.
Yellow Crane Tower is located in the most prosperous area of Chang'an Street.
In terms of hotel grades, Yellow Crane Tower is not even a three-star hotel.
But its reputation, passenger flow, and daily profits are no less than those of a five-star hotel.
There is no other way, who can give someone a good location?
…
From Jing Wuyan's point of view, Tang Peng must have completely relaxed after learning that his headache was actually nothing serious. After sitting down, he ordered seven or eight special dishes and ate Haisai at the lake.
Several times, when I saw Tang Peng chewing brittle bones, I would have an illusion before my eyes: his eating movements suddenly stopped, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, and that was it.
Seeing Tang Peng's cheerful expression while eating, Jing Wuyan tried to persuade him to eat slowly several times, but in the end he just opened his mouth and said nothing.
"Hey, why don't you eat?"
Grabbing a piece of steak, Tang Peng asked Jing Wuyan, who was looking at him stupidly, somewhat puzzled.
"Ah, I - let me answer the phone first. It's my dad."
Just as Jing Wuyan was about to explain something, the phone rang on the table. She grabbed it and looked at the caller ID: "Eat slowly, don't push too hard, don't push too hard, I'll go outside to answer a call, soon."
Will come back.”
"Okay, you go and get busy."
Tang Peng nodded.
Jing Wuyan walked out of the box door, closed the door, leaned against the corridor wall, and answered the phone: "Dad, do you have anything to do with me?"
Jing Hengshan's deep and magnetic voice came from the microphone: "Wu Yan, I heard Dean Ming from 301 say that Tang Peng was infected with an extremely rare brain pathogenic virus, and his survival rate was almost non-existent.
A length of time..."
Before Jing Hengshan finished speaking, Jing Wuyan's tears fell down again, holding the microphone with both hands, and choked in a low voice: "Dad, you, you know everything?"
Jing Hengshan sighed: "Hey, silly boy, you asked your mother to say hello to you, how could I not know?"
After a moment of silence, Jing Hengshan asked: "Wuyan, what are you going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
Jing Wuyan sniffed.
Jing Hengshan whispered: "He - he won't live long."