Ruofeng had never seen Yanxi come out of the operating room like this before. He didn't even dare to step forward to help him as usual. Even though he looked shaky and might faint at any time, Ruofeng seemed to be trapped.
He stood still and looked at him quietly.
Yanxi's face was really bad. It was not simply pale, but showed a sense of weakness and pain. When his beautiful face showed such profound pain, everyone's breathing stopped for two seconds.
I could only stare at him blankly, as if my body was frozen and unable to move forward.
In Luo Qing's impression, Yanxi is a cold and proud doctor with the most outstanding medical skills. He does not look down on anyone and has an innate noble temperament. She never thought that she would be in Yanxi's care.
She saw an expression similar to despair on her face, and this deep sorrow and depression stabbed into her chest like a sharp knife.
"How is Zixuan?" Finally, Mrs. Suzuki came forward to ask, although her face didn't look too good.
Taking a deep breath, Yanxi held on to the door frame and spoke softly, "The situation was worse than I expected. The impact of the explosion may have hit the back of his head and neck, causing intracranial hemorrhage. The amount of bleeding was not large.
However, there is no way to determine when it will dissipate, and the location of the bleeding is between the visual and somatosensory joint areas, so it is likely to affect the vision and body.
Some functions of certain parts of the function. Also, his right popliteal fossa was cut by glass, the wound was very deep, and the popliteal artery and posterior knee flexor tendon were ruptured. Although I performed an 'injury surgical repair' on him, his blood circulation was still not good.
He has fully recovered, and his current condition is prone to complications from toxin absorption and infection. Once such inflammation occurs, amputation will be possible or even life-threatening."
Since Yanxi started practicing medicine, he has never felt such a powerless feeling. He thought that as long as the internal organs were not damaged, other problems would not be big. Because Zixuan's back was bloody and bloody, he actually ignored the most important brain, and his
The injury to the popliteal fossa of his right foot was also on his mind.
Unexpectedly, when he checked the wound and found abnormal bleeding in the popliteal area of his right foot, he realized that he might have really ignored the problem. This was his mistake, a mistake that had never happened before, but it made him feel uncomfortable.
His friend may be at risk of amputation.
"Really, is it that bad?" Luo Qing actually didn't quite understand the technical terms Yan Xi mentioned, but she got the key point from his long paragraph. Zixuan's injury was very serious, maybe even worse than theirs.
It's more serious than anyone thinks.
"After we were bombed, he stood up and helped me run out as if nothing had happened. How could something happen to his feet?" Qianqing murmured to himself, completely unable to accept Yanxi's words. He knew that Zixuan's injuries were serious, but he
I didn't expect it to be life-threatening.
Qianqing only felt his body sway, and Zero quickly supported him. His tears finally flowed out uncontrollably. He really never thought that such a thing would happen. He just wanted to compete with him. He really
I never thought things would be so serious.
"After the explosion, his body was temporarily paralyzed due to the overload of pain. The original injury to the popliteal fossa may not have been too serious, but it may have been aggravated by the running afterwards." Now, Yanxi can only do this.
Guess, after all, Zixuan's tolerance for pain is very strong, so even if he feels the pain in his right foot, he will ignore it for the time being until they reach a safe place.
"Can I go see him?" Luo Qing's voice was broken and she looked at Yanxi with tears in her eyes.
"Well, you go and accompany him, but he won't wake up for the time being. I have contacted my friends here. In this condition, he needs to be examined at a place with better equipment." Yanxi has many people around the world.
Friends in the medical field, Japan is no exception.
Luo Qing nodded and pushed the door open step by step, but she was stunned, unable to step in.
Is this man with wounds all over his body really her Zixuan? Almost his whole body is wrapped in white gauze. He lies quietly on the bed. The gauze on his back is slightly oozing with red, and the exposed skin is also full of scars.
With such a look, this high-spirited man was lying on the bed without making any sound.
Covering her mouth, big tears fell between her fingers. She didn't dare to get close. She could only whimper quietly, like a wounded little animal. Her heart was so painful that she had never imagined that it would be like this.
In the scene, this omnipotent man can actually get hurt.
"The burns on his back were very serious. Although they were lighter than the injuries on his brain and feet and were not life-threatening, he still needed a long time to recover. It would be at least a year and a half before he was able to recover.
It is possible to be vigorous and vigorous." At some point, Yanxi walked up to Luo Qing and patted her shoulder to comfort her, "Be strong, he needs your encouragement now, not tears."
This sentence seemed to wake up Luo Qing. She wiped away her tears suddenly, her eyes were red, but her tears stopped. She nodded, walked to Zixuan's bedside, squatted down slowly, and carefully lifted him
She put her hand in her palm, and her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid of waking up the man who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the bed.
"You used to protect me. This time, let me protect you, okay? Don't worry, I won't cry anymore. I'm not a fragile doll. I will stay by your side and wait for you to wake up.
, take care of you." Luo Qing buried her face in his palm, "But you must hold on. Without you, I really don't know if I can survive. Zixuan, please do it for me.
Just hold on."
For so long, it has been Zixuan who has been chasing Luo Qing, loving her and protecting her. This time, it is her turn to protect their love and their home.
Yanxi stood at the door, closed the door gently, and walked to Qianqing coldly, "Watanabe Society?"
With a bright mocking look on his face, Yanxi has the ability to make the other person see his mockery clearly with just a glance, making people furious. However, Qianqing remained silent and was in a daze, as if everything happening around him was gone.
It has nothing to do with him.
"Are you satisfied this time? The person you hate is finally half dead." Yanxi chuckled, looking at Qianqing with a vague expression, "Congratulations."
Ling stood beside Qianqing, his expression gloomy. Ruofeng stepped forward and pulled Yanxi into his arms, softly comforting him, "Okay, you must be tired after such a long operation. I'll take you to rest."
Yanxi, who usually obeyed Ruofeng's words, shook his head, "I want to stay here, he will change at any time."
He hated this kind of waiting, and even more hated his poor medical skills for being unable to recover Zixuan. This self-loathing made Yanxi fall into a terrible gloom. He needed to vent, and urgently needed an outlet, otherwise he would definitely
Explosive.
"Just stay here, Liu Hetong, you go and have a rest." Without any explanation, he hugged Yanxi and took him away by force.
Ruofeng is not afraid that Qianqing and Ling will be detrimental to Yanxi, but that once Yanxi gets angry, he will attack other people's weaknesses without any recognition. Although they have no friendship with the Watanabe Society, they all know what Zixuan is like.
Guys, everyone heard clearly what Luo Qing said just now. Since Zixuan deliberately gave way to Qianqing, it means that Qianqing must have a very special place in his heart, so they will not embarrass Zixuan.
Mrs. Suzuki sighed. No one's dissuasion was of any use at this time. No one expected that Zixuan would be injured like this, and it was also something that no one wanted to see. Therefore, it was impossible to say whose fault it was.
"Zero, did I do something wrong? If I hadn't been so willful to compete with him, he wouldn't have come to Japan, let alone get hurt. It seems that I was really wrong, right?" Qianqing grabbed
He shook his hair and roared seemingly in pain. The deep pain came from the bottom of his heart, occupying his chest inch by inch.
Asaki Watanabe tasted regret for the first time. He always thought that he would never regret it, but at this time, he really regretted it and regretted his childish actions. Why did Zixuan save him? He
Don't you know that the person who has been against him is Qianqing? Why can that cold-hearted guy save him without hesitation, without even a little hesitation?
"Qianqing..." Zero has become accustomed to looking at any problem from Qianqing's perspective and standpoint. He has always been like this in the past long years, but this time, he couldn't say anything because he couldn't even say anything.
Qianqing himself couldn't forgive himself, so what qualifications did he have to say anything?
The wry smile spread, and Qianqing felt that she really didn't know what else to do besides laughing at herself. After persisting for so long, she realized at this moment that she was childishly ridiculous, and how ignorant she persisted.
He is not qualified to be Zixuan's opponent at all, is he?
Even because of his ignorance, he caused the man who had been protecting him to lie inside, dying. What did he do, and what did those things he always insisted on count?
Zero looked at Qianqing who slowly squatted on the ground and curled up into a ball. He couldn't say a word of comfort. He just stared at him blankly, watching his tears pour out from between his fingers.
I know that this feeling of collapse of faith cannot be comforted by anyone. Qianqing, who hides her inferiority deeply under her pride with thorns all over her body, is not strong enough after all.
"Is this how you escape after doing something wrong?" A middle-aged man's voice, soft, gentle, cold, with a hint of mockery, came from far and near.
Qianqing raised her head in disbelief, looked at the person with wide eyes, and even forgot to breathe.