The heavy glass door cut off those who wanted to visit. In the ICU ward where even the air had been strictly sterilized, Lei Ting was still asleep, and the drainage tube inserted in his chest was dripping with blood. It had been five days, and if he didn't wake up, he might die or turn into a vegetative state. This once all-powerful man is now so thin that only a handful of bones remain.
"How is the situation today? Did you urinate?" Han Zhuoyu hurried into the ward with several boxes of medicine.
"Not yet," the nurse waved her hand, as if she couldn't bear to see the young man's mournful expression, and added, "but the amount of bleeding is less than yesterday."
Han Zhuoyu nodded, checked all the data and sat down beside the hospital bed. He wanted to hold the man's hand but was afraid of hurting him, so he could only watch quietly.
"Xiaoyu, you have only slept for a few hours these days. If you continue like this, you won't be able to bear it anymore. Go, go to the office and rest for a while, maybe when you wake up, Lei Ting will wake up too?" Qu Jing held a few Zhang X-ray came in and comforted him in a low voice.
He hasn't urinated for five days, which means that Lei Ting's body can no longer metabolize normally. They all know that this is an ominous signal. If this continues, Thunder will step towards death step by step. But no one can tell this fact, and Han Zhuoyu would rather not understand anything, so that he can still imagine that maybe when he steps into the ward next time, he will see Lei Ting's eyes slowly opening.
'9527, help me to wake him up! 'The young man covered his face to hide the despair and sadness in his eyes.
The host, Comrade Dazheng's brain cells were not damaged, and the reason why he couldn't wake up was because of a heart problem. But I can't stimulate his heart with electricity, that would cause the freshly stitched wound to burst and hasten his death. Now he can only survive on his own! What 9527 couldn't say was that the chance of Lei Ting to survive by himself was very small. The most fragile heart of the human body was torn, and it is already a miracle that he did not die on the spot.
Han Zhuoyu understands this truth, but he would rather deceive himself. The warm liquid flowed out from the eye sockets, and was quickly wiped away by the young man before it dripped. He can't cry in front of his lover, can't give up.
"Xiaoyu, go and rest for a while. Parents will take care of you, and I promise to notify you as soon as Lei Ting wakes up." Guo Yinghe lovingly straightened the young man's slightly messy forehead hair.
Now, except for the stubborn Mr. Lei, the Lei family has wholeheartedly accepted the young man. It is said that adversity reveals the truth, and the young man who persisted even in the face of death made them deeply realize how deep his feelings for his son were. The weaker the son, the more haggard the youth. Sometimes they even think, if the son is gone, will the young man go with him
Although this thought was terrifying, as time passed, they couldn't control their thoughts from being dominated by despair.
"Go and rest, don't break your body, Lei Ting still needs your care." Father Lei's tone was stern.
Han Zhuoyu hesitated for a few minutes, stood up and left silently.
As long as the son is used as an excuse, the young man will be obedient no matter how reluctant he is, which shows how deep the relationship between the two of them is. Father Lei sighed, and leaned into his son's ear to encourage him, "Lei Ting, you have a good wife. She is suffering and tired now. If you don't wake up, she won't be able to hold on. Don't you feel bad? And Xiaochen, no What will you do after you die? We were wrong before. We always wanted you to carry on the family and live a normal life. Now it seems that your life is not normal? You have a wife, a son, a family, and love. You have taken all the happiness in the world. Are you willing to leave it all behind? Wake up, don’t make your wife and children sad, and don’t let us white-haired people send black-haired people!”
This is the first time Lei's father has shown his vulnerable side in front of his son. In just five days, his temples were all gray.
Guo Yinghe didn't dare to touch his son Qingzi's body, and gently pinched his fingertips, sobbing silently.
Mr. Lei waited for Han Zhuoyu to leave before entering the ward with a cane. His wrinkled face had long since lost the vigor of the past, leaving only deep exhaustion and depression. If he had known that his grandson would be like this, he should have made him happier.
"Get up, do you hear me? If you get up, I will marry you and Xiaoyu myself, old man, and admit that she is the daughter-in-law of my Lei family!"
As soon as the voice fell, the EEG started beating abnormally.
"There is a reaction! Hurry up, dad, keep talking!" Guo Yinghe cried excitedly.
Mr. Lei was overjoyed, and made a lot of promises in a hurry, such as recording in the family tree, sending out wedding invitations, holding a big banquet and so on.
It's a pity that the EEG returned to calm after a while, and they didn't respond even after talking dry.
Han Zhuoyu walked slowly towards the office, the passing wards were full of wounded, and even the corridors were equipped with beds. All hospitals with relatively good conditions have taken the initiative to take the responsibility of admitting and treating the wounded in the disaster area. Hospitals in the province couldn't accommodate them and they were transferred to neighboring provinces and cities.
The door of the ward was ajar, and the sound of the TV could be heard faintly. Almost everyone was paying attention to the situation in the disaster area. On the screen, a reporter was pointing to a collapsed house and explaining something, such as heroes, leading by example, and self-sacrifice. There are endless words of praise, and finally the special identity of the trapped people is highlighted.
That was the scene when Lei Ting was killed, and Lei Xu's think tank would not let go of this opportunity to hype. Although the disaster has not yet passed, and the rescue effect has not yet appeared, the image of the Lei family as upright, daring to be the first, and concerned about the country and the people has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. This accident laid the foundation for Lei Xu's victory, no family would be willing to let their elite children die. But the Lei family did it. They gave up their little family to protect everyone.
The reporter's sensational skills are very solid, and Han Zhuoyu saw that many people were crying. Perhaps among them, there are trapped people who were rescued by Lei Ting.
As the news passed, reporters began reporting on the long list of donors. Although the footage of Han Zhuoyu appearing in the disaster area was erased from the news, the Han's Foundation is still at the forefront of all donors. The mobile operating theaters, drugs, artificial plasma and skilled medical teams they sent have saved countless lives.
9527 habitually marks everyone within the scanning range. Following the reporter's emotional explanation, the wounded in the ward unconsciously touched the logo of Han's company on the medicine box, and then found that there were on the hanging bottle, on the hospital bed, on the blood transfusion bag, on the ozone disinfection machine... these things are all that It was a free gift from a young medical scientist, and these things saved their lives!
Ding~ Received 100 thank you points!
Ding~ Received 500 thank you points!
Ding~ Received 200 thank you points!
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Every time he walked through a ward, Han Zhuoyu could receive gratitude from the injured. They didn't know that the famous Minister Lei lived in the same hospital as them, and they didn't know that the hottest medical scientist in the world was passing by the door. They just thought of their benefactor with gratitude and admiration.
More and more positive energy poured into the body, but it could no longer warm Han Zhuoyu's cold heart. He walked into the empty office, slowly and slumped down on the sofa, covering his red eyes.
When the phone rang, he lowered his arm, took a few deep breaths after seeing the caller ID on the screen clearly, and when he got connected, his hoarse and tired voice became brisk and gentle, "Xiao Chen, how are you?"
"Xiaoyu's father, I'm fine. Where's my father? He doesn't answer my calls!" Lei Chen was sent to the full-time gifted class. Guo's mother had already told the teacher not to let him watch TV or use his mobile phone. , He is allowed to make five minutes of phone calls at noon every day.
"Dad is saving lives, so I don't have time to answer your call. When he is free, I'll ask him to call you back, okay? You have to listen to the class carefully, eat obediently, and don't chat with the children at night and affect your sleep, or Dad will come back and spank you. .” The young man’s eyes were clearly filled with sorrow, but the words he spoke were relaxed and cheerful. He couldn't let the little one suffer with him.
"Okay, I will be obedient. Dad, you have to save many, many people! I told my friends that you are great heroes, and they all envied me. I will also be a great hero in the future!" Lei Chen giggled, his tone very pride.
"Our little Chen is a little hero, and he will become a big hero when he grows up." The young man said with a smile, but he clenched his fist with the hand beside him, desperately telling himself not to show even the slightest bit of sadness.
"Well! Of course! The teacher told me to take a nap. Goodbye Xiaoyu's father, muma~" A kiss penetrated the eardrum from the microphone, Han Zhuoyu said goodbye in a low voice, and tears rolled out when he hung up the phone.
He couldn't imagine Xiao Chen's expression after Lei Ting left, he suddenly felt that he was still not strong enough. He was about to be overwhelmed by the hopeless waiting.
The sudden ominous premonition interrupted the people immersed in grief, Han Zhuoyu had no time to wipe away his tears, opened the door and ran towards the ward.
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At the same time, Guo's mother was crying out in despair, "Doctor, come quickly! My son has no heartbeat!"
The beating dots of light on the heart rate monitor had been stretched into a long straight line, and there was a sharp and ear-piercing hiss. Like the death knell sounded by the god of death. The Lei family was in such a mess that they even forgot to press the pager by the bedside.
Qu Jing rushed over as soon as he heard the movement, and quickly glanced at Lei Ting's pupils.
"Inject adrenaline, hurry up!" The dilapidated heart couldn't withstand the stimulation of electric shock, nor could it withstand the kneading of inner massage. Apart from injecting adrenaline, Qu Jing couldn't think of any effective method.
The nurse quickly injected adrenaline, and the straightened light spot jumped slightly for a moment and then calmed down.
"Increase the dose." Qu Jing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
When Han Zhuoyu arrived, Lei Ting had already injected epinephrine three times, and the heart monitor was still neighing stubbornly, and the piercing sound waves messed up his brain. He felt that he couldn't think about anything, couldn't do anything, he couldn't even breathe, the blood in his body froze, his body swayed, and he almost fell down.
"No more injections." Qu Jing looked at the watch on his wrist with a sad tone. He stopped breathing for six minutes, and his brain was already dead. Even if he was rescued, he would still be in a vegetable state, not to mention there is no hope of being rescued now.
"Continue! Continue to inject!" The young man who had been silent all this time suddenly shouted loudly.
"Xiaoyu, calm down! Another injection will cause an overdose!" Qu Jing pressed the young man's shoulder, forcing him to face the reality.
"How could it be? I only left him for twenty minutes! Only twenty minutes..." The young man who had been disguising himself with a calm mask finally revealed his most vulnerable side. He stumbled to the side of the bed, and buried his face in Lei Ting's already cold palm.
Heartbreaking? It broke our hearts? All the words in the world can't describe his sadness at this moment.
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