Doctor Zhu was in his forties, in the prime of his life, and had a steady demeanor. He asked Cheng Ji to sit down and said, "You look very bad. Have you not rested these days?"
Cheng Ji didn't understand the situation, so he responded vaguely and continued to wait for him to speak.
The doctor then got straight to the point and said, "Xiao Cheng, I have to talk to you because I think you have fallen into a misunderstanding. I am a doctor, and I hope the patient will recover just like you do, but sometimes we have to bow to reality and the laws of life. Birth, aging, illness and death are the laws. The so-called laws are constant and there are no miracles."
Cheng Ji looked at him.
The doctor said: "I know your mother is your only relative, so you don't want to give up, but if not giving up is enough, we humans would have achieved immortality long ago. Xiao Cheng, it's time."
Cheng Ji continued to remain silent.
The doctor added, "The treatment is ineffective. All medical treatments only increase the patient's suffering. I hope you can transfer your mother to a hospice so that she can spend her last days in peace and tranquility. Xiao Cheng, this is our third conversation. I have been advising you from the beginning. For patients like your mother, the result of treatment is ultimately a loss of both life and money. You have persisted long enough. It is time to move on."
Cheng Ji suddenly understood why the boy had given him his body and the rest of his life. It was because he was desperate and exhausted.
Stopping treatment means giving up on his mother, and he may find it difficult to get over this guilt for decades to come - he grew up in a single-parent family and must have a very deep relationship with his mother.
If he continues to maintain this state, he will have to sell blood, his body, or even his organs to raise medical expenses, but in the end it will still be irreversible.
Either option made him miserable, so he simply gave up on himself.
Cheng Ji inhaled slowly, exhaled slowly, and said to the doctor: "Give me one night to think about it, okay?"
The doctor agreed: "It's okay. Transfer or discharge settlement will not be processed until tomorrow morning. Think about it carefully."
Hearing the word "pay the bill", Cheng Ji felt a little embarrassed because he still owed the hospital more than 20,000 yuan.
In the taxi, he checked on his mobile phone and found that there was only over 4,000 yuan left in his bank card. This was the last bit of surplus money. If he was transferred to another hospital, he would also have to bear the expenses of the hospice hospital.
"Doctor Zhu..." He hesitated and spoke without much hope, "If I decide to transfer to another hospital or be discharged, can I go through the formalities first and come back to pay the outstanding fees when I have money?"
The doctor stared at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay."
"Okay?" Cheng Ji couldn't quite believe his ears.
The doctor said, "No one else can do it, but you can. I guarantee it for you."
"This... Thank you!" Cheng Ji was extremely grateful.
The doctor said, "Xiao Cheng, this is the first time you have sought help from others in all these days. How can I not give you face? In fact, this is also what I want to talk to you about. You can't stand alone in this world. Don't isolate yourself too much. Even the strongest backbone will break under heavy pressure. It's not shameful to ask for help from others occasionally. Everyone sees your situation and wants to help you, but they are afraid of hurting your self-esteem and that you won't appreciate it."
"I appreciate it! I appreciate it!" Cheng Ji said repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you so much! I will definitely correct any problems I have in the future! I promise to pay you back and never let our hospital suffer any loss!"
The doctor looked at him with a smile: "Don't worry."
Cheng Ji said goodbye and walked towards the ward where his mother was.
There were four patients lying side by side in the ward, all of them were critically ill, and his mother's bed was closest to the window.
The patient and the accompanying family members were already asleep. Cheng Ji approached quietly and, in the dim light from the window, looked at the haggard woman on the bed.
Death has already taken away most of her, and the remaining half is hidden in various tubes. If the tubes are pulled out, she will go with them.
He wanted to call out "Mom", but he couldn't. He could only sit on the edge of the bed and said silently in his heart: Madam, we are in trouble.
I'm not used to having a mother yet, so I didn't think of you at all when we were fighting just now. We might get each other into trouble.
Because of me, you are likely to be found by your enemies.
Because of you, I will not be able to leave this city and the hospital without worry, and can only deal with them in a limited space.
Cheng Ji sighed, leaned over and whispered in Ms. Cheng's ear: "I will help you transfer to another hospital tomorrow morning, and then we will work together."
He found a nursing chair, lay down, covered himself with his down jacket, curled up, and soon fell asleep due to fatigue.
After sleeping in a daze for about an hour, I began to feel pain in a sensitive part of my body. Although it was not severe, it lasted for a long time.
He turned over and sat up, reaching his hand under his clothes, and suddenly his whole body jumped up in pain!
He touched something!
On the left!
This thing was beyond his knowledge, and he didn't know how to describe it, so he touched it again...
It really hurts!
He jumped off the accompanying chair and rushed into the bathroom in the ward, locked the door, lifted up his clothes and took a look. Even though his psychological quality was much stronger than that of ordinary people, he couldn't help but scream at this time:
"Hold!!!"
I should have used more polite language, but I couldn't help it, because just like the silver nail on his belly button, there was a ring on the tip of his left breast.
"… "
He squatted down and covered his mouth with his hands...
The nail on the belly button is very small and retracted inside, so it doesn't matter.
But that place...
He just climbed the building with his bare hands, right? He also had a fierce fight with someone, right? He tied up the person after the fight, right? He was still on the person, right? Then he went back the same way and climbed down the outer wall...
Every movement will rub against that ring!!
The ring is a dead object, it won't hurt, but Cheng Ji's nipples have swollen to the size of small grapes!
When you don’t know that this thing exists, it’s just a dull pain; once you know it becomes a severe pain!
Unable to bear the disturbance and suffering, Cheng Ji felt a surge of sadness and shed two heroic tears from his hunched body.
Why? Was it Manager Zhou who suggested it? Do you have to be so dedicated?!
Why doesn't he pierce his nipples?! Can this ring prevent pregnancy or something?!
Cheng Ji sobbed, thinking that he had to take it off! When he bit the hem of his T-shirt and slowly reached for the ring with both hands, his mood was like a storm, his eyes were red with excitement, and tears rolled down from his wide eyes drop by drop...
He was a tearful person in his previous life, but he seldom cried over physical pain, because he could just grit his teeth and get over it. But this time was different, because that part was too sensitive.
He hated himself for not noticing it before climbing the stairs and not noticing it before the fight. If he had discovered it one minute earlier, there would have been a little more hope of recovery!
Now, the quantitative change has turned into a qualitative change. How can I treat this inflammation in this damn place? !
Trembling, he touched the ring and only slightly pulled it out. It took all his willpower to restrain himself from screaming. It was as if hundreds of people were scratching a blackboard with their fingernails in front of him. His scalp was numb with horror!
"… "
He suddenly dropped his hands, hugged his shoulders with his arms, and reminded himself to stay calm.
Inhale, inhale, inhale, inhale, inhale, inhale...
No, he needs to use a paper bag to breathe, otherwise he will get over-ventilation syndrome!
—The so-called hypocapnia syndrome is caused by the patient's rapid and shallow breathing due to tension, fear and other emotions, which leads to a decrease in the concentration of carbon dioxide in the blood. This causes dizziness, rapid breathing and heartbeat, pale face, cold hands and feet, and even fainting. Covering your mouth and nose with a paper bag allows you to repeatedly inhale the carbon dioxide in the bag to relieve hypocapnia syndrome.
(The above is from Baidu Encyclopedia)
Cheng Ji really took a bag to cover his mouth and nose, sat on the toilet and gasped for breath. It took him a long time to suppress the dizziness.
If he had a scalpel at hand, he would rather choose to cut off the breast!
But no! My breasts are an inseparable part of his body, and my nipples that are swollen to the size of grapes are also my nipples!!
“…” He took a breath and sorted out his thoughts.
Finally, he stood up suddenly, lifted the hem of his clothes and stuffed it hard into his mouth, filling his mouth full to make sure that he could not make any sound, and tried to remove the IUD again.
He discovered that this body had a shallow throat, and was prone to vomiting when irritated, and would dry heave when there was something in its mouth, and the sensation was indescribable.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he had already put in two lifetimes of perseverance and patience!
…
The ring is down!!
When he took it off, he was covered in cold sweat, his vision went dark, and his legs went weak and he almost sat on the cold floor of the bathroom. Fortunately, the toilet lid was right on the side, which saved him again.
The skin on the chest was broken and small drops of blood were oozing out.
This ring should have been inserted within the last two days. It was strictly disinfected during the insertion. Although it is inevitable that there will be a slight pain, it will not cause swelling. It is his own fault that he ended up like this.
He sat slumped, trembling, hugging his defiled body tightly.
Ah, he is no longer pure...
Then he rushed out of the ward clutching the ring, walked all the way into the public bathroom in the ward, entered a cubicle and threw the ring fiercely into the toilet, filling it with water more than a dozen times, and the blue veins on his forehead had not yet subsided.
In a fit of rage, he ripped off his underwear, which included a ripped T-shirt, hip-length shorts, a thong and fishnet stockings.
He put on a down jacket and returned to Ms. Cheng's bedside, grabbed a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, went back to the toilet cubicle, took out a lighter from his pocket, crumpled up his pants, socks and clothes into a ball, and set them on fire.
This bathroom was originally used as a smoking room, so there was no smoke alarm system. Cheng Ji controlled the fire, and after the flames burned out, he picked up the ashes and flushed them down the toilet.
"Welcome back to the human world." He said indifferently.
After a long time, he walked out of the bathroom and prepared to borrow an anti-inflammatory ointment from the nurse's station, because although the IUD had been removed, the pain was still there.
But when he got closer, he found that both nurses were dozing off. One of them was propping her head up with her hands, and the other was lying on the operating table. The clock had already pointed to two o'clock in the morning. Thinking of their hard work, Cheng Ji was too embarrassed to speak and had to go back to Ms. Cheng's ward.
Lying back on the nursing chair, he was dazed for a moment, endured the pain, and fell asleep exhausted.
He had many confusing dreams, all he could see were white breasts, rolling over him, vying to pound on his face, he said no no no help no breasts, but he still pounded...
Later, he finally found a healthy, muscular male chest. Looking up, he saw the face was Qi Beisong. He was so scared that he sat up, holding his chest and gasping for breath, with cold sweat on his forehead.