Chapter 139

In the middle of the night, in the ward, Shen Zhao was lying there with her eyes closed. The white incandescent light shone on her side face, revealing her fair skin, with long eyelashes covering it lightly like black wings, and her forehead was still wrapped around it. He was wearing a thick gauze with a slight trace of blood on it, like a run-down doll, lifeless.

Chi Zhoubai has been in the room for nearly ten hours, but he has not seen any signs of waking up in the bed.

Chi Zhoubai held the eyelids of the fight, walked to the bed, and slowly leaned down and called out to her: "Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao..."

Shen Zhao didn't open his eyes, but said slowly, "Chi Zhoubai, let's go."

Chi Zhoubai looked at her pale face, hesitated, and then said softly, "You need someone to take care of you."

"No, I can take care of myself, you go, thank you." Shen Zhao said weakly.

Chi Zhoubai knew that she was in a bad mood at the moment, and also understood that at this time, she might just want to be alone.

She said softly, "Okay, you must call me if there is anything, you know?"

"Um."

Chi Zhoubai bent over to cover the back corners of her body again, looked at him worriedly, and finally turned around and walked to the door, closed the door and left.

The room was quiet, and Shen Zhao finally couldn't hold it any longer, half-covered in the quilt, biting his lips and crying gradually.

So sad, so desperate...

It's like losing everything.

She hid everything from her, excluded her, and planned to bear the pain alone.

Why did God treat them so cruelly and take her life cruelly... She thought that happiness was within reach, but why did all this happen again...

If she pushed her away like this, she was sure that she would really agree to divorce and leave...

In the corridor late at night, there was no one quietly.

Outside the ward, Song Ling went back and forth, walked to the door, and looked through the glass window on the door to the thin and small figure lying on the bed. She wanted to go in and hug her and kiss her, but even at the distance in front of her, it was so far away.

She can't give her any more hope...

Song Ling lowered her head and lowered her eyes, whispering softly, "I'm sorry, Ah Zhao."

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Early in the morning, the sun shines through the window and falls on the bed.

Shen Zhao gently opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of this moment.

Someone knocked on the door outside the house. After a while, the nurse pushed the nursing cart in, took her temperature, put medicine on her, and changed the gauze on her forehead.

Meng Yunan also came in wearing a white coat, Shen Zhao sat in front of the bed, saw her, raised his eyes, pursed his lips and said nothing.

Meng Yunan took out his pocket and said, "The wound is not serious, and you can be discharged today. Be careful not to touch the wound with water, eat light and not spicy, and you can leave after completing the formalities in the afternoon."

Shen Zhao responded lightly and said, "Okay."

Meng Yunan gave her a thoughtful look and turned to leave.

When she walked to the door, someone behind her suddenly stopped her and asked, "What's the disease?"

Meng Yunan stopped, and when she heard her words, her expression suddenly froze for a moment.

Shen Zhao raised his head, his eyes fell on the back of the person beside the door, the corners of his mouth were dry and cracked, pale and bloodless, and he asked her again, "A Ling, what's wrong with her?"

Meng Yunan took a deep breath, raised his head halfway, tried to hold back the soreness in his eyes, and said with a trembling voice, "It's myelodysplastic syndromes, myelodysplastic syndromes, which are hereditary blood diseases. This kind of disease can have hundreds of Thirty out of 30 cases may evolve into high-risk acute myeloid leukemia, which is what her father did. She suffers from a very severe hereditary sideroblastic anemia, which bleeds easily, and a small wound will make her Bleeding non-stop."

Shen Zhao was stunned, she suddenly remembered that Song Ling had two signs of nosebleeds, and the time she was shot, she bleed so much, she never knew that a person could actually bleed so much.

Her eyes were blurred with tears, she choked and asked, "When was it found out?"

Meng Yunan turned around and looked at her, her voice gradually becoming trembling, and said, "It was half a year ago, after she was shot for you, and she checked it out." She lowered her eyelashes gently, "That shot , almost killed her."

Shen Zhao burst into tears and burst into tears, "How can this happen, how can this happen..."

Meng Yunan walked to the bed step by step, she sat down in front of Shen Zhao, stopped for a long time, and then slowly said: "Shen Zhao, let it go, don't bother anymore."

Shen Zhao raised his head in astonishment, staring at Meng Yunan in disbelief, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

Meng Yunan knew her pain, but if she didn't get treatment, it would be a little more dangerous.

She took a deep breath and sighed: "She needs systematic hospitalization now, but she is afraid that you will know, and she refuses to be hospitalized for a long time."

Shen Zhao frowned and blurted out anxiously: "I will accompany her, no matter what happens, I will accompany her and guard her!"

Meng Yunan smiled bitterly: "Do you think she would drive you away if she agreed?"

Shen Zhao was silent, tears fell silently, and he asked helplessly: "Why, why is she being so cruel to me... I don't want anything, I just want to stay by her side, do we have to let all of this happen? Did she and I separate from each other?"

Meng Yunan knew the pain in Shen Zhao's heart, but he also understood Ah Ling's thoughts.

When the powerful and invincible god of death is destined to choke one's throat, love is the unconditional wish for the other to be better. In the end, in the face of life and death, she was helpless, but she still would rather give everything, and only hope that the person on the top of her heart can be better.

"She may not be able to accept the result." Meng Yunan lowered her eyelashes and said slowly with a choked voice, "She has personally experienced the death of her father, the same illness, the same process, she has witnessed with her own eyes. In fact, she has been making this decision all the time. Struggle and hesitation, for half a year, Shen Zhao, when you get along day and night, haven't you noticed half of it?"

Shen Zhao raised his head, his eyes were stunned, and tears were streaming down his face.

All the bits and pieces of the past came to my mind at this moment, and all the words she said echoed in my mind over and over again...

"Azhao, if that shot hits the nail on the head and kills me, you have to live well, you know?"

"Azhao, never give up your life, life is so beautiful, it is yours, you must learn to be strong..."

"Azhao, if one day, life and death will separate us, the remaining one must not give up on themselves, and live a good life for the other party, okay?"

"Azhao, everyone has a time of last resort..."

"Azhao, I'm afraid that if I don't love you enough, it will be too late to love you..."

"Azhao, I want to be nicer to you and better."

...

Yes, it turns out that she has been talking to her all the time, and she has long anticipated the day when she will be separated from her. But she was too stupid, but she never once thought of how much pain and torture her Song Ling had suffered.

She thought that everything was her own concern, but it turned out that she was too stupid...

Meng Yunan: "She is actually very afraid, afraid of constant chemotherapy, painful torture, no one but a ghost, afraid that you will be sad, afraid that you will worry about her day and night, and afraid that if the final result is not cured, you will not be able to get out for the rest of your life. Shen Zhao , she is fragile, far from being as strong as she appears. With such a decision, she will bear no less than you. "

Shen Zhao trembled and cried uncontrollably. The last heart seemed to sink into the abyss. He slowly raised his head and asked her, "So, as long as I give up and leave, she will be willing to be treated, right?"