Sheng Dong smiled wryly: "You really think I'm going to commit suicide?"
The old lady Sheng's eyes turned red again: "It's not suicide! You haven't eaten for a long time and you drink too much. Do you know that your stomach bleeding can't be stopped! Tell me, how long have you not eaten? You torment yourself like this, do you know how distressed grandma is when she sees it!"
"Grandma, it's not that I don't want to eat, I just can't eat."
Yes, he really didn't think about committing suicide, he just didn't want to eat, and couldn't eat anything except drinking.
He had just woken up, the anesthetic had passed, and the wound was in severe pain. Every time he said a word, a little bit of force would involve the wound, his face turned pale from the pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain.
Mrs. Sheng loved her grandson the most since she was a child. Seeing him suffering, she couldn't blame her any more. She felt so distressed: "Grandma knows you are suffering. Grandma knows it. Do you want to smile? Grandma will help you." Can you bring her here?"
"Grandma begged her, she is a good child, she will definitely come."
The old lady Sheng got up and was about to leave. Sheng Dong quickly reached out to stop her, but he stretched the wound, and his face turned pale from the pain.
"Grandma, don't go..." The wound he stretched caused him to tremble in pain.
"Don't move, you can't move now, I'll call the doctor."
As soon as Sheng Dong grabbed old lady Sheng's wrist, layers of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he said with difficulty: "Don't go! Don't go to her, don't bother her anymore."
"Lie down quickly, your body needs to die!"
"You promise me not to go."
"Okay, I won't go, I promise you, I won't go, just lie down, I'll find a doctor to show you."
After getting the guarantee, Sheng Dong was relieved, and lay back on the bed, feeling a layer of cold sweat suddenly bursting out of his back, and the pain like a tearing wound spread to his whole body, he clenched his teeth, but couldn't stop the trembling in his body.
Seeing his pale face, Mrs. Sheng was so frightened that she forgot to ring the call bell at the bedside, and ran out to call for doctors and nurses.
After Lin Xiaomi arrived, she found that Mrs. Sheng was with Father Sheng, so she called Leng Yihuang out.
The two of them had breakfast in the safe passage.
As soon as Leng Yihuang tasted the porridge, he knew that Lin Xiaomi made it himself.
His majestic young master Leng ate the love breakfast made by his little wife in the corridor. If it was said, it would be a beautiful story.
Leng Yihuang laughed to himself while eating.
Lin Xiaomi asked him what he was complaining about, but he didn't say anything.
The two had just finished eating when they heard old lady Sheng shouting.
The two of them were startled and rushed out, only to see Mrs. Sheng panicking.
The doctor checked Sheng Dong's wound, and there was a little bleeding.
Seeing the blood red soaked through the gauze, Lin Xiaomi's scalp felt a little numb.
"How did this happen?"
Old Madam Sheng shook her head and sighed, her heart ached to death.
Sheng Dong was exhausted so much that he soon fell asleep.
Seeing the exhaustion on Old Madam Sheng's face, Lin Xiaomi asked Leng Yihuang to take her back: "You go home to take a shower and rest, I'm here."
Lin Xiaomi was willing to stay, but Leng Yihuang was still unwilling.
He is not willing to bully his own wife, and now she is pregnant, and she has to take care of the sick here.
"You go home too, I'll let Ah Yuan take care of you here."
"Oh, I'm fine. I'm almost suffocated at home. Besides, he's already asleep, so I don't need anything. I'll just watch over here. Go back quickly."
Leng Yihuang was pushed out of the door reluctantly. After sending old lady Sheng home, he also went back to take a shower, but he didn't sleep, and returned to the hospital.
Lin Xiaomi was really annoyed and sweet when he saw him come back so soon.
"Didn't I let you go home and rest?"
"I slept through last night, and I just lay down when I got home."
Even though he said that, Lin Xiaomi knew that he was just worried about him.
The two of them were sitting on the sofa, and Lin Xiaomi was leaning on his shoulder. In fact, because Mrs. Sheng was present, she didn't say anything.
The reason why she stayed was actually because of Wen Xiaoxiao.
This time, Sheng Dong was of great help with Father Wen's matter. According to Leng Yihuang, Sheng Dong went abroad in person to bring Weng Lao back.
For Wen Xiaoxiao's sake, she didn't tell her about it, but she knew that Wen Xiaoxiao would not want to owe him anything.
Therefore, she will repay this love for Wen Xiaoxiao.
Lin Xiaomi fell asleep after leaning on his shoulder. Leng Yihuang felt sorry for her, and carefully carried her into the lounge next door.
As soon as she landed on the bed, Lin Xiaomi woke up immediately after the aura that belonged to him disappeared, and let out a coquettish groan.
Leng Yihuang's heart is about to melt from that delicate little appearance.
Kissed her gently on the forehead: "Hey, sleep for a while."
...
When Sheng Dong woke up, there was no sound in the ward. He thought he was the only one, his mouth was so dry, he reached out to grab the cup on the table, but when he moved, the wound hurt like it was about to tear.
"What are you doing?"
A deep voice suddenly came from behind him, and he looked back at Leng Yihuang in surprise: "Brother, are you still here?"
"You can't drink water now, take a sip and spit it out." Leng Yihuang gave him a straw to drink.
With these two simple actions, Sheng Dong was already sweating from the pain.
Seeing Leng Yihuang lower his voice, he knew that Lin Xiaomi was here too.
"Sister-in-law didn't leave either?"
"She's sleeping in there."
Sheng Dong exhaled slowly: "I'm fine, take my sister-in-law back, she's still pregnant."
If he hadn't just finished the operation, Leng Yihuang really wanted to kick him out.
"My daughter-in-law, can I not know the pain? If it weren't for you!"
Leng Yihuang looked at him with hatred for iron and steel, and said coldly: "I've made myself into this kind of virtue, and now I'm comfortable? Uncle Sheng is right, you are so fucking worthless!"
"If I were Wen Xiaoxiao, I wouldn't choose you either! You have the guts to drink to death, but you don't have the courage to admit your mistakes? What happened back then was because you did something wrong. You are a man, so you should show some responsibility as a man!"
"If you say I'm sorry, the whole world has to revolve around you? What else have you done besides these unnutritious nonsense? Why should Wen Xiaoxiao forgive you, because you are good-looking? It's a pity, You are uglier than a ghost now!"
Sheng Dong looked depressed, and said decadently: "I didn't want to drink myself to death, I just didn't know what to do."
He didn't know what to do, what else to do besides drinking to numb himself.
Only when he was drunk did he feel better, all senses became dull, and he felt less uncomfortable.
Therefore, it was as if he was on drugs, and he became more and more greedy for the feeling of being paralyzed by alcohol.
"I know that no matter what I do, she will never forgive me again, and she doesn't even want to look at me now."