Chapter 15

Shen Zhao rushed to the emergency room of the hospital. Because of the emergency, the person had been pushed into the operating room.

She stood in front of the operating room, looking at the closed door, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and there was nothing but fear in her heart.

What the hell happened, obviously it was fine the last time we met, how could it be all of a sudden...

Shen Zhao panicked and even her fingers couldn't stop shaking. She didn't know how long she had waited outside the operating room. The waiting time seemed to be the longest time in her life.

Finally, the operating lights at the door went out, and the doctors and nurses came out of the room. She rushed up and asked in a panic, "Doctor... Doctor, my father, how is he?"

The doctor took off the mask, looked at the girl with ruddy eyes, and said slowly: "The situation is not optimistic, and a second operation is needed. The patient's family needs to sign the critical illness notice and prepare for the worst."

Shen Zhao's mind was in chaos, she didn't know why, her lips trembled and asked, "My father...what's the disease?"

Doctor: "It's leukemia."

His mind suddenly collapsed, and Shen Zhao was stunned for a while before he murmured, "Leukemia... Leukemia, why is this happening?"

Doctor: "This situation should have been around for some time, but the patient has not been hospitalized for observation and treatment in time. It is now at an advanced stage, and the white blood cells have surged. Family members should be prepared. Once a suitable bone marrow match is found, hematopoietic stem cell transplantation can be performed. ." The doctor paused, then said, "Bone marrow matching takes a certain amount of time, and the operation cost is relatively expensive. It is currently in the advanced stage. Even if the operation is performed at that time, the success rate of the operation... will not be too high. "

Doctors have seen too many situations like this. The meaning of these words is to tell Shen Zhao horizontally and vertically that the hope of Father Shen's survival is very slim.

The successive blows made Shen Zhao almost collapse. She didn't know when she found out, and her father didn't tell her. She suddenly remembered that half a month ago, he suddenly called her to go home. Maybe he had already made a decision at that time. , do not tell her, intend to bear everything silently alone.

Tears blurred her vision, and Shen Zhao raised her head. At this moment, she was extremely calm. She asked, "What is the success rate of the operation... what percentage?"

Doctor: "Only less than 30%."

Shen Zhao's heart was twisted like a knife, his voice was choked and he couldn't speak, he only nodded with tears in his eyes and said, "Okay."

"We do surgery," she continued.

Even if there is only a 10% chance, she will not give up, otherwise, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

Father Shen was pushed out of the operating room and sent to the intensive care unit.

Because the body is extremely weak and there are many instruments on the body, no one except doctors and nurses is allowed to enter.

Shen Zhao stood outside the glass window and looked at the person lying inside. His face was pale and thin, and his entire face was bloodless. He lay there motionless, as if he was going to leave her in the next moment.

Shen Zhao rested her hands on the glass window to look at the people in the room, and the whole person gradually slid down. She squatted there, hugging her knees helplessly, burying her head and sobbing silently.

For twenty-four hours, Father Shen did not wake up. Shen Zhao stayed with him outside the ward all day and night. When the nurse in the middle came to take her temperature, she saw her squatting there, neither eating nor drinking, nor even sleeping.

Shen Zhao held several payment slips in his hand, as well as the operation fee notice given by the doctor, and the critical illness notice signed last night.

Overnight, she spent almost all of her father's savings. And this is just the beginning.

In the intensive care unit, nurses have seen too many life and death.

But seeing the little girl outside the door, she couldn't bear it anymore, she walked over and comforted softly: "Little girl, you go eat something and sleep first, if you stay here without food or drink, your body will be overwhelmed. ."

Shen Zhao just sat on the ground and raised her head leaning against the glass window. She looked at the elder sister nurse, her face weak and ugly, she shook her head lightly, "I can't eat or sleep."

The nurse took out a banana from her pocket, handed it over, and said, "If you can't eat hard, you should eat a little. Your father's condition is relatively stable for the past 24 hours. The doctor said that as long as the most dangerous 20 hours have passed, Four hours later, you will be able to stabilize, the bone marrow matching is not overnight, you have to take care of yourself first, then you can have the strength to take care of your father."

Hearing the nurse's words, Shen Zhao was moved, she pursed her lips, raised her hand to take the banana from the nurse's hand, and said, "Well, thank you."

The nurse smiled at her and said, "There is an accompanying bed next to it. No one sleeps. Go to sleep first. It will be alright."

Shen Zhao held a banana in his hand, pulled his lips, shook his head and said, "Nurse sister, I really can't sleep. I want to spend more time with him here. When I'm sleepy, I'll go to sleep."

The nurse can't help it. Others can't understand this feeling. Only those who have experienced it personally know what kind of pain it is. She nodded and said yes, and did not continue to persuade her.

In the second half of the night, the nurse on duty still saw her sitting there alone, and kindly brought her a blanket. Maybe she hadn't closed her eyes for nearly two days, and her body couldn't support it. Shen Zhao leaned on the chair outside the ward, closed his eyes and fell asleep gently.

At four o'clock in the morning, Shen Zhao woke up in the chaos. The attending doctor and nurse on duty suddenly rushed into the ward. Shen Zhao was so frightened that she stood up immediately, and the banana fell from her knee. She asked anxiously, "What happened? What's the matter, how is he?"

Several nurses looked solemn and did not answer her words.

Shen Zhao stood outside the ICU, watching the blue curtains on the glass window being drawn, and the dim light reflected. She stood there, forgetting to think, her eyes were sore, and there were no tears left. under fear.

She has no relatives, only her father.

In this world, she has only her father. If she loses her father, she has nothing.

Consciousness became slack, and the eyes suddenly became dark. Shen Zhao's entire body swayed, and there was no consciousness in her mind. She reached forward and tried to hold the chair, but the next second, she fell down.

When woke up again, it was already dawn.

The first second when Shen Zhao opened his eyes, he jumped up from the bed in shock and shouted, "Dad—"

The nurse walked in. It was the eldest sister last night. Shen Zhao looked down and saw the pinhole on the back of her hand, and quickly asked, "Where's my dad?!"

Nurse: "Your father suddenly had a high fever at night, and his heart stopped for half a minute. Now he has been rescued." The nurse's face also became solemn, and she added, "The situation is very bad."

Shen Zhao lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, "I'll go see him."

Knowing that she could not be persuaded, the nurse quickly picked up the drip on the shelf for her and went out to the ICU with her.

Shen Zhao changed into a hospital gown, she stood there, but only two days ago, the whole person lost a lot of weight, her eyes were dark and sunken, and she looked very scary.

Her nose was sore, and she suddenly whimpered and cried with trembling shoulders.

At the other end of the corridor, Song Ling walked out of the ward and was about to walk towards the elevator entrance when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette not far away from the corner of her eye. She paused, and then she could see that it was Shen Zhao.

Ji Mingshu also raised her eyes and saw it behind her. She subconsciously glanced at the boss's face.

Song Ling's expression was indifferent, there was not much expression on his face, and he did not walk over. He turned and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Ji Mingshu didn't ask too many things. Maybe it was a whim, just a pair of similar eyes. Such absurd things took so much time. Since he said he would stop, then there would be nothing to do in the future. .

Song Ling stood in the elevator, her expression was sluggish for a moment, her mind was full of those crying eyes, she seemed to be obsessed with those eyes, she had already convinced herself to let go, but for a moment, she couldn't let go, Constantly lingering in my mind.

When the elevator got downstairs, she stood there and didn't move. The elevator was sensed and closed again.

Ji Mingshu followed behind her and quickly reminded in a low voice, "Boss..."

Song Ling quickly reacted, her scattered eyes immediately recovered, she said lightly: "Go to ICU."

Ji Mingshu was stunned for two seconds, thinking that he heard it wrong, and finally confirmed that he did not hear it wrong, and hurriedly pressed the elevator on the fifteenth floor.

The two went upstairs again.

At the registration desk at the front desk, Song Ling saw the information about the ICU.

Shen Shen Hua, acute leukemia.

Shen Zhao was still sitting on the chair outside the ICU door, with drips hanging on the back of her hands. She sat there with her eyes down, her whole body motionless, her shoulders lowered, as if she had lost all her vitality.

Song Ling walked straight over and walked in front of Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao lowered her eyes and saw a pair of black high-heeled shoes in her eyes. She tried her best to raise her head and look at the person in front of her.

Song Ling looked down at her, the two looked down and looked at each other.

Song Ling looked at those eyes, there was no light in them, only exhaustion and empty sadness remained. She frowned slightly and asked, "What happened?"

Shen Zhao lowered her head and lowered her eyes. She no longer had the energy to entangle with the person in front of her. She closed her sour eyes and said in a manic voice, "It has nothing to do with you."

Song Ling looked up at the bed in the ward, her eyes narrowed slightly, she said lightly, "Maybe I can help you find a suitable bone marrow match."

Shen Zhao's tightly closed eyes suddenly trembled, and after a long silence, she finally spoke, her voice hoarse: "What do you want?"

Song Ling: "You."

Still as silent as death, Shen Zhao slowly opened her eyes, with determination and sadness inside, as if she had lost all her pride and dignity, she said hoarsely: "Okay."