Putting down the phone, he reached for the drawer beside him in a panic, and took out the pills as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw. He poured out five pills, and swallowed them whole in one gulp without even drinking water. However, the discomfort was so severe that even the pills could not suppress it. The smell of blood rushed straight from his stomach to his throat.
He stood up and dragged himself into the bathroom with the little strength he had left. His weak body was a little shaky. He opened the toilet lid and leaned over. A stream of bright red blood sprayed onto the clean white porcelain, shocking the sight.
He took a deep breath, supported himself on the glass platform with one hand and finally stood up, and pressed the pump button with the other hand. He watched the deep red blood gradually disappear into the deep vortex, as if his life was also gradually disappearing with the vortex.
In his mind, the photo just now appeared unconsciously. He took a few deep breaths, and his vision gradually became hazy, black, and dizzy. After a few seconds, he could no longer hold on.
With a loud bang, his tall body fell to the ground.
"Wei! Tang Wei!" I don't know how long it took, an anxious voice sounded in my ears, it was Yun Ling.
Soon, he could feel himself being lifted up, the buzz of the ambulance in his ears.
"Tang Wei, what's wrong with you?" Yun Ling called out in agony, her voice already hoarse from crying, and her tears fell down in big drops, hitting the back of his hand.
Tang Wei really wanted to move his fingers, but he found that his whole body was stiff and cold. Not to mention moving his fingers, even breathing was surprisingly difficult.
But, it's okay.
Fortunately, the person who was feeling uncomfortable and crying beside him at this moment was not his Shang Shang.
He must be looking extremely miserable now.
——
He was sent to the hospital wearing a ventilator. Tang Song and Professor Wang were both wearing robes and waiting at the hospital entrance with solemn expressions.
Yun Ling was the first to jump off the ambulance and ran straight towards Tang Song. "What happened to him? Last time you said he fainted because of overwork, you lied to me."
"Please move aside first. The patient needs emergency treatment now!" Tang Song had no intention of responding to Yun Ling.
He strode towards the ambulance.
Yun Ling is already a veteran in the entertainment industry. She has always been a very opinionated person and has never been as flustered as she is now.
She called Tang Wei but no one answered. She suddenly panicked and went to his house. She couldn't get in without a key, so she called Yu Sheng, who gave her the password to the house. It was hard for her to imagine what would happen if she arrived later, or even if she didn't get in.
On the entire VIP floor, professors from orthopedics, neurology, hematology, and surgery were all on standby. Tang Wei was not pushed into the emergency room, but was soon sent to the intensive care unit. Several nurses were watching over him nervously, not daring to lose focus for even a second.
"Sixth Master!" Yu Sheng rushed to the hospital. He ran so fast that his forehead was covered with sweat. He didn't even bother to wipe it off. He just asked, "What's the situation?"
"The specific test results haven't come out yet, so it's hard to tell. But... we now suspect there's a new tumor in the skull that's pressing on the optic nerve, so his vision is deteriorating rapidly. At the same time, his platelets are also decreasing sharply. There are many fungal and viral infections in the body."
Yu Sheng clenched his fists.
Yun Ling listened at the side, his face pale, "What are you talking about? What... a new tumor? Didn't you say last time that he was just overworked? How could he have a tumor?"
Tang Song and Yu Sheng simultaneously looked at her, both with the same sorrowful expression. Tang Song's lips moved, his Adam's apple rolled tightly, and after a long while, he finally said, "I'll go in and see him, Yu Sheng, you take Miss Lin away."
Tang Wei turned around and put on the disinfection suit.
Through the transparent glass, Yun Ling lay there, looking at Tang Wei with tears in her eyes, who was so weak that he seemed to have no breath left.
"Miss Yunling, I'll take you there. There are too many people in the hospital." Yu Sheng said.
Yun Ling originally thought that she would stay here and stay by this man's side forever, but when she saw him dying, she suddenly lost her courage.
Yu Sheng sent Yun Ling out of the hospital. The car traveled through the dark night. Yun Ling leaned against the car window, remaining silent.
"He...what's going on?" When she was almost home, she finally couldn't help but ask.
"The Fourth Master doesn't like to talk about his illness with others. I hope Miss Lin can keep today's incident a secret for the Fourth Master." Yu replied, his voice sounding extremely muffled in the carriage.
Yun Ling raised her head and swallowed the tears in her eyes. She looked out the window, then back again and asked, "... Cancer?"
His voice trembled several times before he uttered these two words.
In silence.
That is the default.
Yun Ling felt a sore nose and tears still rolled down from her eyes.
"What's the most likely outcome?" She managed to keep her voice steady so as not to lose her composure.
“… My eyesight is deteriorating now, and I might even go blind. If it keeps getting worse, I might… have multiple fractures, quadriplegia, organ failure, and in the end…” Yu Sheng is a 180cm tall man, but he couldn’t say any more after saying this.
My eyes turned red and I could barely hold the steering wheel.
Yun Ling's face was covered with tears. "Is this the reason why he wants to push Shang Shiyu away even though he cares about her so much?"
"Please Miss Lin help Fourth Master keep this secret, and don't waste his efforts."
"Why? Is he afraid that Shang Shiyu can't bear this blow, or is he worried that her love for him can't stand the test of the disease? If one of these is true, Shang Shiyu doesn't deserve his love."
Yu Sheng shook his head, "Neither."
"In the eyes of ordinary people, death may be the most terrible outcome, but for the current Fourth Master, death... may be the simplest relief." Yu Sheng's voice was hoarse and dull, and on such a night, it sounded oppressive and uncomfortable. "In the future, the Fourth Master may be permanently blind; or he may become quadriplegic and unable to walk; or even have liver damage and be unable to give birth to a healthy child. The Fourth Master loves Miss Shang to his bones. Do you think the Fourth Master would be willing to let Miss Shang accompany him to endure any of these things?"
"..." Yun Ling suddenly lost her voice. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in suppressed tears.
She didn't know whether she was feeling sorry for Tang Wei or crying for his sad love.
If Shang Shiyu loved him as much as he did, she would be willing to bear all the consequences he had to face. However, the more this was the case, the more Tang Weiben dared not to want her.
That was the life of the girl he loved the most! How could he dare to delay it? He certainly wanted his girl to live a bright, happy and safe life, instead of spending the rest of her life in depression with a living dead.