In the first half of Li Sui's life, he had never met such a person, and he could use an understatement to explain life-and-death words. It's like every time you see a scene in a movie where people are strangled by their necks and hanged, people will feel a foreign body sensation in their necks. Hearing Lu Shang's words, Li Sui clearly felt that his heart was also being pricked at that moment. A cut, it hurts. There were countless voices clamoring in his brain, but he was surprisingly calm, holding Lu Shang steady with one hand, and immediately touched the phone with the other.
Calling Uncle Yuan quickly, Li Sui almost half-armed Lu Shangjia into the car and ran all the way to Regal Hospital. The doctor didn't say a word and pushed the person directly into the operating room.
"Prepare for first aid." He only had time to hear this sentence, and was blocked from the door by a "bang".
The buzzing echo echoed in the corridor, Li Sui panted heavily, lowered his head and wiped his face, not knowing whether it was sweat or rain. He was wearing only a shirt, and he ran so fast that blood oozes from the wound on his arm, and the rain soaked into the outside.
There was no one in the corridor, it was so quiet that he could hear his turbulent heartbeat. Li Sui was neither standing nor sitting, he was walking around the door anxiously. At this time, Uncle Yuan came in from the outside with the list, and when he saw him, he was stunned for a moment.
"Uncle Yuan." He nodded politely.
"Why are you still here," Uncle Yuan came over, "I don't need you here, go back and rest, I'll let Xiao Zhao see you off."
Li Sui stood on the spot and didn't move: "He... Is his illness serious?"
Uncle Yuan showed an embarrassed expression and said, "You should ask Boss Lu yourself when he wakes up."
"I'm just worried about him." Li Sui whispered.
Uncle Yuan paid attention to the open wound on his arm, recalled all the details of how he took care of Lu Shang along the way, and his voice slowed down: "This is an old problem."
"Returning to the thrill, I can survive it again and again," Uncle Yuan sighed when he remembered Lu Shang's illness. "He's already ill from experience, so it's no use worrying about it, just trust him."
Li Sui stared at Uncle Yuan, and his heart became sour. No wonder Lu Shang was so calm that he didn't look like a patient. It turned out that it was not the first time.
The door of the operating room opened, and a middle-aged man in a surgical gown came out. He took off his mask, revealing a face similar to Liang Zirui's. Uncle Yuan gave him the document in his hand, and the two talked at the door for a while. There were a lot of technical terms in it. Li Sui couldn't understand a single one, and his eyes were fixed on the bloodstain the size of a palm on the surgical gown.
In his heart, Lu Shang was almost perfect. He was always elegant and polite, low-key and reserved. If he compared people to a collection, he should have been placed in the most precious glass case. Li Sui couldn't accept it. How could this happen to him
Feeling the projected line of sight, Li Sui raised his head, and the doctor glanced at him from a distance, then turned around and said a few words to Uncle Yuan, the two seemed to have reached an agreement, and then the doctor returned to the operating room, Uncle Yuan came over , took him to the emergency room.
It won't take long for the wound to be re-bandaged. He is young and healthy and has fast recovery. The little nurse wanted to put water on him, but he refused. In the end, he only had an injection to reduce inflammation. Uncle Yuan has been standing outside the door, waiting for him to come out and taking him out side by side.
Xiao Zhao's car was parked in front of the door, Li Sui looked up at the pattering sky, turned around and said to Uncle Yuan, "When will he wake up?"
"Probably tomorrow."
Li Sui: "Does anyone take care of him?"
"There are nurses, escorts, and the doctors know him. You can go back in peace."
Li Sui was still worried, hesitated for a while, and said, "Uncle Yuan, can I wait here for him to wake up?"
Uncle Yuan's embarrassed expression returned. This time, Li Sui didn't wait for him to speak, and said directly, "I can talk to him, and I still have the strength to support him, so he won't be angry."
He lowered his head and added, "And, I don't think he'd be too willing to let the nurse touch him."
Speaking of this, Uncle Yuan can't refuse any more. The child's words are not completely unreasonable. Lu Shang has always been particularly resistant to the matter of entering the hospital. I used to scold Liang Zirui a lot about this. Li Sui could be regarded as the only person who had physical contact with Lu Shang, and it was indeed more convenient than others to have him around.
"Then... you decide for yourself, don't run out, Boss Lu wakes up and can't find anyone, so I can't explain it." Uncle Yuan reluctantly agreed.
Li Sui asked the nurse for a charger, charged the phone, and sat on the bench outside the operating room, waiting quietly. He usually doesn't have any entertainment activities. Apart from reading, he is doing quizzes. Lu Shang also occasionally plays some discs to watch. He often falls asleep after seeing it.
This hospital has a small flow of personnel and an elegant environment. The medical staff who come and go are very light, so it looks extraordinarily empty. I don't know how long it will take, Li Sui bought a big loaf of bread at the convenience store downstairs, and when he saw that they sold millet porridge, he clearly knew that Lu Shang would not be able to wake up for a while, and even if he woke up, he wouldn't be able to eat, so he packed it up anyway. Come up with a bowl.
Back in the corridor, an old lady came up where she was sitting, leaning on crutches and seemed to be waiting for someone.
Li Sui sat down beside her and put the millet porridge on the stool.
"Young man, what time is it?" The old lady suddenly turned her head and asked him.
Li Sui took out his phone and glanced at it: "A quarter past two."
"It's two o'clock, why don't you come out after two o'clock..." The old lady was very old, her face was full of lines, and her expression was a little dull, but she was well groomed and well-dressed, and it was obvious that she was being taken care of Very nice old man.
"Are you waiting for someone?" Li Sui asked.
"Yeah, Dachuan is doing surgery inside," the old lady looked anxious, "Why didn't you come out at two o'clock..."
Li Sui couldn't help but be surprised that there was only one operating room here, and there was no situation where two operations were performed at the same time. His first reaction was that within a few minutes after he went out, Lu Shang had already finished the operation, and there was a new person inside, and then he felt that it was impossible. , went to the nurse and asked, and sure enough, the people inside had never come out.
"Did you go to the wrong place?" Li Sui came back and kindly reminded, "It doesn't seem like your family is here."
"No?" The old lady showed a puzzled expression, "Isn't this an operating room for heart disease?"
Li Sui was stunned: "Yes..."
"Da Chuan, the doctor said that Da Chuan's operation will be over at two o'clock, why hasn't he come out..." The old lady was really anxious and looked very excited.
Li Sui was about to ask a few more questions when a nurse pushed the door and came in. Seeing her, she was surprised, "Why are you here again?" After speaking, he smiled apologetically to Li Sui, took the old lady's hand and walked out.
Li Sui recognized that this was the nurse who had just lent him the charger, and heard others call her Xiaomin.
"Wait, what happened?" He stepped forward to stop him.
"It's okay." Xiaomin blinked, seeing that there was no one around, and whispered in his ear, "This old lady has Alzheimer's."
"But she just said that there was a man named Da Chuan performing surgery inside?"
Xiaomin glanced at the old lady who was still talking in a low voice, showing a sympathetic expression: "Da Chuan is her husband, and he also had heart surgery here two years ago. Before the surgery, the doctor told her that the surgery would take place at two o'clock at most. In the end, her husband was too old to survive and died on the operating table."
Li Sui was shocked, his pupils shrank suddenly, Xiaomin didn't notice his strangeness, and continued: "She was sitting here waiting at that time, but she never waited, and then came out, but it was a corpse, old lady. I was stimulated and couldn't accept it, so..." She shrugged, "it's what it is now."
"Since then, some nurses have found her running here every now and then, just sitting like this now, doing nothing, as if her husband was still operating inside, which is pitiful to say."
"Da Chuan, Da Chuan..." The old lady continued to chant.
"I'll take her out, her family should be there soon." Xiaomin winked at him.
Li Sui was stunned, as if she hadn't yet reacted from this narrative. Seeing the old lady tremblingly being helped out by Xiaomin, the moment she went out, she turned back and looked at Li Sui. The cloudy eyes were filled with sadness, like a giant hand that almost suffocated him.
He suddenly had a thought. In fact, the old lady knew in her heart that her Dachuan would never come out again.
Sitting back down on the bench, Li Sui couldn't calm himself down. An indescribable feeling of powerlessness stretched from the soles of his feet to his scalp, as if half of his soul had been taken away. He lowered his head and stared at the palm of his hand. There was a lot of cold sweat on it.
He never thought of death, and he never thought that such a cold word would be linked to Lu Shang, but the man was clearly behind the door, suffering unimaginable pain. He felt flustered for no reason, the unprecedented anxiety swept the calm he had been trying to maintain, and his eyes were astringent.
Fortunately, not long after, the door of the operating room opened, and he stood up suddenly, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Several nurses pushed the medical bed out. On the white sheets, Lu Shang's eyes were tightly closed and his face was pale. , with a little blood on the sharpened chin, which the nurse wiped off with an alcohol swab.
He was about to follow him when the chief surgeon held his shoulder.
"You are Li Sui." The doctor took off the mask and showed a smile, "Hello, I'm Liang Qizhai, Zi Rui's uncle."
"Uncle Liang." Li Sui called out in a dull voice, his mind and eyes were all on the medical bed that was passing by.
"He's fine, he can get out of bed after two weeks of recuperation," Dr. Liang followed his gaze. "Although it's dangerous this time, it's fortunate that you were sent to the doctor in time."
Li Sui came back to his senses and said in surprise, "Is it very dangerous?"
Dr. Liang looked at him for a while and said, "There is no danger."
"High-intensity work, long-term lack of rest, normal people can't bear it, let alone a congenital heart patient."
Li Sui's shoulders collapsed, frustrated and remorseful: "He never told me this, so what can I do for him?"
"Professional nursing has a special person in charge. You can try to help him relax. He is too tense, both physically and mentally. If this continues, it will be very detrimental to the body," Dr. Liang gave an analogy. " The human body is like a spring, if it is pulled too hard for a long time, it will lose its elasticity.”
Silently repeated it in his heart, Li Sui realized something, and Dr. Liang added, "His condition is kept secret. I don't know if I told you or not, and don't make it public, do you know?"
Lu Shang really didn't mention this, but he was not a talkative person. Thinking that he had to deliberately avoid crowds when he had a disease attack, most of them didn't want to be known, so he nodded immediately.