Sweet love: the president's 18-year-old sweet wife

Chapter 156 You Will Be Free Soon

Huo Zihua sneered: "Is it useful if I think about it? Is this disease just because I think about it?"

"But you're only going to make them feel worse."

"Do I feel good?" He smiled, full of sarcasm.

The doctor sighed helplessly: "Let's go for an examination first."

"No need, just give me the medicine." He was afraid of the examination, afraid of hearing worse test results, even though he already knew that his condition was getting worse.

"Go for an examination!" The doctor shouted angrily, and then said to the assistant beside him, "Take him for an examination."

Huo Zihua closed her eyes for half a second, then stood up and followed the assistant to leave.

He now just hopes to last until the baby is born.

It took almost two hours to check back and forth. He didn't need to look at the results, but he knew it was bad just by the doctor's expression.

From childhood to adulthood, doctors in every hospital have checked his body almost like this, saying that he is used to it, that he is not afraid of death anymore, but he still does not want to know the bad result.

"You must quit smoking and drinking immediately. If you continue like this, the medicine will no longer have any effect on you."

Huo Zihua himself also knew that the medicine he was taking now had far exceeded the dose prescribed by the doctor, but only in this way could he stop the discomfort during the attack.

"The hospital is already paying attention to a suitable heart source for you. If the matching is successful, an operation can be arranged for you immediately, and you still have a chance to survive. You can't give up on yourself. What you have to do now is to receive treatment properly. Alive, what is hopeless?"

"How long can I live without a transplant?"

"It's hard to say. If you continue like this, you can't have more than a month."

He heard this and smiled, not knowing what was going on in his mind, "Where's the medicine?"

"I suggest you stay in the hospital."

"Let's talk about it in a few days, and prescribe the medicine first."

The doctor sighed softly, prescribed the medicine, and then said: "I will inform your parents of your situation, and then make a decision. If you still want to live, follow my instructions. You can no longer smoke and drink. , otherwise I am afraid that you will die before the source of your heart comes."

Huo Zihua just looked indifferent, turned and left with the prescription he had prescribed.

heart transplant?He knows that he can live longer with this, and it is possible to be as normal as a normal person in ten or twenty years, but aside from the risks of surgery, it is difficult to find organ resources alone. Is it also because there are no suitable conditions for transplantation?
How could he be that lucky one?He had been so unlucky all along.

One month... just one month, during this month, cherish the time with her and the child.

When he returned home, it was already late at night, he pushed open the door of Ji Keyu's room, it was pitch black, but the woman on the bed opened her eyes the moment he opened the door.

With her back turned in his direction, when she heard footsteps approaching, she immediately closed her eyes again.

She felt that the opportunity came, her heart was beating, and the scene that had been simulated in countless hearts was still very nervous when it really came.

She actually wanted to kill someone... Thinking about it, I don't know what gave her such courage, hate?Or despair?
He didn't lie down next to her as before, but felt that he was standing beside the bed, and then his hands with thin calluses fell on her face, gently stroking her eyebrows and eyes.

She didn't move, she still pretended to be asleep, but her whole body was stretched tightly under the blanket.

Huo Zihua looked at her sleeping face by the moonlight in the dark night, probably because she felt a little safe about him in her heart. Before, she would wake up when he entered the room, as if she hadn't seen her sleeping so peacefully for a long time up.

Looking at her sleeping face, she said to herself in a hoarse voice: "Keyu, if I died tomorrow, would you be happy?"

Ji Keyu's nerves tensed, and he thought he found her pretending to be asleep. The next second, he gently tucked her under the quilt, then walked to her feet, picked up the iron chain on the ground, and fastened it again. on her ankle, and said to himself: "Should we not go anywhere this month?"

"You will be free soon."

Hearing the door close again, Ji Keyu opened his eyes in the dark, very puzzled by what he said just now, and even wondered in his heart, did he notice something and said these words to her on purpose?
What month?Why is he dying tomorrow?
Has her plan been exposed?

Resting his head on the pillow anxiously, he touched the dagger under the pillow, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

Whether he knew it or not, as long as she had the chance, she would give it a go.

Huo Zihua returned to the living room, took a bottle of red wine, and sat at the glass round table on the balcony.

In the darkness, there was only a dim light on the balcony, and the sea breeze was a bit biting at night. He was blown by the wind and half-closed his eyes, looking at the silvery sea surface illuminated by the moon under the night.

He opened the wine bottle, without pouring it into the wine glass, and held the wine bottle directly to his mouth.

Looking slumpedly at the wicker chair, he took out the cigarette case from his trousers pocket, and his movements were already very skillful.

After drinking a bottle of wine and half a pack of cigarettes, the sky turned pale, and the sea surface at sunrise was even more charming.

He looked at the somewhat dazzling sky with a blurred vision, and put out the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, where the cigarette butts and ash inside had piled up into hills.

Standing up and walking upstairs, her footsteps stopped in her room, and finally pushed away.

She was in a deep sleep, he walked over softly, unbuttoned the shirt with one hand, took off the clothes and threw them on the bed beside her, lifted the quilt and lay down beside her.

Ji Keyu woke up the moment he sat on the bed, felt him leaning over, and then reached out to hug her.

Unexpectedly, he came at this time, and it was almost dawn.

His hands were bound by him, and he was afraid that he would find something if he moved.

I wanted to wait for him to fall asleep, but it would be dawn soon, and Aunt Rong would get up and make breakfast soon.

Time is running out for her.

I froze in his arms for a minute, then closed my eyes, pretended to turn over, and changed from facing away from him to facing him. One hand also broke free from his arm and fell on the pillow.

Huo Zihua opened his eyes, thinking she was awake, but saw that her eyes were closed, he breathed a sigh of relief, put his chin on her heart, and took her into his arms.

Ji Keyu paused for a few minutes before slowly reaching under the pillow with the other hand and taking out the dagger.

She had removed the scabbard a long time ago, all she had to do was pull out the dagger and stab him fiercely...

His heartbeat quickened unknowingly, and when he touched the handle of the knife, he pulled out the dagger and quickly moved towards his chest.

The reflection of the dagger in the sunlight, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, Huo Zihua didn't fall asleep, he opened his eyes immediately, when he saw the dagger moving away from where he stabbed, he reacted very quickly and accurately Her wrist quickly turned over and held her under her body.

Although he has never lived in a military camp, he still learned a lot of common sense in a military family.

Looking at Ji Keyu's terrified appearance, the cuteness in his eyes no longer exists, replaced by hatred and unwillingness.

Huo Zihua looked at the dagger tightly held in her hand and smiled.

As if laughing at her, or at himself, he looked down at her and asked, "How long have you been preparing?"

Ji Keyu just stared at him without saying a word, as if he was to deal with it.

Just a little bit, she made it.

Huo Zihua looked at her deeply, her voice was soft and hoarse, it sounded unusually gentle: "Do you hate me so much? You hate me so much that you want to kill me."

Ji Keyu smiled, gritted her teeth and said, "I think about it all the time!"

Huo Zihua smiled lightly, without much anger: "What if it doesn't work?"

Ji Keyu turned her head to one side, and slowly let go of the hand holding the dagger. The dagger landed on the pillow, and she said, "You kill me."

Huo Zihua let go of her wrist, and then put the dagger she put down back into her hand, holding her hand, just like teaching a child to write.

"I said, I won't kill you."

Ji Keyu knew that if she failed, she would only face double torture. She closed her eyes and resigned herself to fate, but at this moment she felt that he was pulling her hand towards him, and she hurriedly opened her eyes. He closed his eyes, and the tip of the knife touched his bare chest. He smiled slightly and said to her: "I'll give you another chance, stab it hard, and you will succeed."

At that moment, Ji Keyu was stunned, his hands began to tremble, but he continued to encourage: "This is the last chance, if you fail, you won't have it again."

It was obviously something she had been planning all these days, why was she scared at this moment, and even wanted to withdraw her hand, but was held tightly by him.

Huo Zihua just looked at her. The moment he realized that she wanted to kill him, his heart was already dead. He thought that she had changed during this time. It turned out that she was acting to take his life, and the dagger was also brought that day. Did she get it when she went out?
It was he who turned a kind girl into a murderous demon with his own hands.

No, he is the devil, she killed him at most to eliminate harm for the people.

He didn't understand why her hand retracted, his smile deepened, and seeing her frightened look, he held her hand and stabbed his chest fiercely...

The sharp dagger cut the flesh and blood, and the blood immediately flowed out. She widened her eyes in horror, and quickly retracted her hand.

Huo Zihua looked at her with a smile, if dying at her hands would make her feel better, then he chose to leave now, since his days would not be long anyway.

He pulled out the dagger, it was covered with blood, and bright flowers splashed on the white bed sheet.

Handed her the dagger, "Go ahead, I'm dead, you're free."

But she avoided him in fear, and even cried, looking at the dagger and shaking her head desperately: "...don't, don't..."

Are you freaking out?I'm afraid to kill him...

(End of this chapter)