June is our farewell song

Conservatively speaking, Qing Si's treatment is very difficult.

Idiopathic pulmonary hypertension, this disease is difficult to treat, it needs to take a lot of drugs every day to maintain the stability of blood pressure, these drugs have more or less side effects, such as treprostinil and iloprostil used to dilate blood vessels Prostaglandin would bring about constant headaches and nausea, while maintaining her life, it also beat Qingsi's fragile body one after another.

But in Qingsi's current situation, just taking those medicines can no longer control the high pressure in her chest.

"Surgery must be performed." The male doctor wearing gold-rimmed glasses stood in the dimly lit office, holding a CT image of the heart in his hand, "If this continues, I'm afraid there will be no chance of surgery." .”

"But... isn't surgery very risky?" Liu Shu stood next to the doctor and rubbed his hands. He was slightly hunched, with an unshaven face. If Gu Yuan saw a 30-year-old For a middle-aged man in his early 40s, Uncle Liu, who is in his 60s, now looks like a [-]-year-old old man, with the occasional tremolo in his voice, "How much success is there?"

"It's hard to say. The real success rate can only be judged by opening the chest. Judging from the existing inspection results, the success rate can be as high as [-]%."

"Forty percent? Forty percent is good! Forty percent is good..." The figure given by the doctor was obviously higher than what Uncle Liu had expected. A look of hope immediately appeared on the face of this haggard middle-aged man, and Qing Si's mother, a capable woman with neatly combed hair, gently tugged at his sleeve.

The doctor pursed his thin lips and sighed lightly:

"Don't get excited. I said [-]% is the success rate of atrial septostomy surgery. This is an operation to open the heart to relieve the pressure in the atria. In the end, it can only relieve the symptoms, not the root cause, and it may cause heart rhythm. The risk of abnormality, doing so can make her last for a while, and it is impossible to cure it."

"What... what do you mean? The operation with a [-]% success rate doesn't cure her?" Uncle Liu was a little dazed for a moment, and he stared at the doctor in a daze, "It's just... can she last a little longer?"

No answer, didn't you hear?

"I used to always want to leave, but now I have the idea of ​​staying for a long time, isn't it a bit funny?"

"Xiao Yu, will you come back in the future, come here."

But time pushed her to leave reluctantly.

She has spent 17 years here, she knows the heat of this city, is familiar with the air here, and the smell of soil, flowers and trees in this city has penetrated deeply into her body.

She thought, she still loves this small city very much.

I can only stretch out my hands, give up praying, and hope for a miracle.

"Well, how long it can last depends on her postoperative recovery results." The doctor said with his head slightly lowered, "And regarding the success rate of the operation, [-]% is the most optimistic estimate, and the specific situation needs to be further investigated. The results of the examination are only one aspect of the basis, and the real situation can only be fully understood at the beginning of the operation, and various accidents may occur during the operation. Such heart surgery itself is very difficult, and we cannot guarantee it. [-] percent success."

"Oh, yes……"

I don't know when, my sensitive nose has adapted to the smell of disinfectant in this corridor, and I can turn a deaf ear to the hurried footsteps of those nurses. Even the most annoying headache has gradually become negligible.

After peeling, Qi Yu stretched out his hand and handed the apple to himself. Qingsi supported her body and sat up from the bed. It was such a simple movement, but the girl stopped once in the middle, and after propping up her body, she still leaned on the pillow Panting heavily.

We're just 17-year-olds who can't do anything, can't do anything.

Qingsi turned around and found that Qi Yu was holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other. The apple peel had been cut off. There was a small tear on the girl's left thumb, and the dark red liquid was oozing out. She was wiping it back and forth with a paper towel. oozing fluid.

"I don't know yet, who knows what will happen so long later..."

"Even if everything else goes well, there is a certain probability that the operation will fail due to technical reasons, and this probability cannot be ignored. Therefore, if you, as guardians and relatives, decide to perform the operation, we need you to sign the waiver agreement and informed consent Yes. And because the patient himself is conscious, he must seek the child’s own opinion.” The doctor pushed his glasses and said, “I understand your feelings, and I also hope that I can guarantee the success of the operation, but that’s the truth. As a doctor, I also have a responsibility to tell you the truth."

"Are you OK?"

"Disclaimer?"

However, she still took the apple and took a bite. There was a crisp sound, accompanied by the girl's sweet and sour smile.

Qing Si looked out of the window, the sun was shining and the sky was clear today, it is very rare to have such a good weather in winter.The golden sun shines in the city, dyeing every street and houses on both sides of the street warm.In the high noon sky, gradually rendered dark blue, a thin patch of cloud paints a delicate scene, while the lower sky is tinted pale white by faint light.

Just expect a miracle to happen.

This is a simple greeting.

Not because of a little scratch on the thumb.

Qi Yu was peeling an apple for himself, and watched as the yellow-red apple peel turned into a long soft and wet ribbon hanging down from the edge of the table.

"A long time later, um, many years later."

She is crying for herself.

Now she wants to stay here, to stay, to stay in this place where she grew up.

She moved her body, trying to reach out to hold her shoulder, but she couldn't reach it, so she tried, but she still put her hand down.

Qi Yu opened his eyes wide and stared at her. About three seconds later, he picked up another apple and began to peel it.

"Sorry! It's okay... sorry..."

Smells a very faint apple aroma.

"What do you mean... there is no guarantee of [-]% success?"

……

"It's so beautiful, Xiao Yu, our place is quite beautiful."

Qing Si didn't understand why she had to apologize, but she didn't know how to comfort her who kept saying "sorry".

She thought about where she wanted to go, but she couldn't come up with an answer after thinking about it for a long time.

why is she crying
Although part of her consciousness is warning Qingsi not to delve into this reason, she already knows this reason clearly.

Qi Yu used the root of his index finger to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes back and forth, but it was useless, the tears couldn't stop flowing, but she kept doing it, sobbing and wiping, the tears kept flowing, and finally she covered her face , it could be seen that she still wanted to stop crying, but her body didn't listen at all.

She knew it.

Less than one meter away from her, Qing Si looked at her silently as if she was watching her own tears.

Her reasons must be consistent with what she imagined.

The wind blows from the front.

The sound of the wind tickled the earlobe.

Now that things have become like this, then I can't cry even more!But it was also because of this, because the reality could not be changed, that she would cry.That's why she cried so sad, as if she wanted to shed Qing Si's tears from her eyes.

We all have something we are constantly pursuing, we all have our own dreams, but the reason why a dream is called a dream is because it is difficult to achieve...

Familiar to a little tired, so that she once dreamed of leaving here to see the wider world outside.

"Well, within the informed risk range, if the operation fails, the hospital and the doctor in charge of the operation will not bear any responsibility." The doctor handed over the heart CT report to them, "The choice is yours, the child's own In my hands, I have already said what should be said, and as for what to do, I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible. After all, the child's current state... We are all watching."

Looking across her face, Qing Si saw her mother who was hesitant to speak at the door of the ward.

The woman held the door frame with her hand, looked at this place, but seemed to look beyond them and look further away.

Qing Si saw the light in the corner of her mother's eyes, and also saw a teardrop falling to the ground, shining brightly under the sun.

If only time could be frozen, she thought.

She likes spring and plum blossoms very much, but the last thing she wants to see now is plum blossoms in full bloom.