the knife of love

Chapter 286 He Accompanies, No Surgery

Guan Lue squatted behind the car and smoked four cigarettes in a row. His mouth was full of bitterness before he thought of standing up, but his calves became weak after squatting for a long time. As soon as he got up a little, he collapsed, and what was worse, his buttocks landed on the ground. , Literally collapsed to the ground all at once.

This was a very embarrassing action, so that the people who came to pick up the car next to him glanced at him a few more times.

What is a man doing sitting on the ground at night?
But Guan Lue didn't care about it, he clenched his fist and knocked on the kneecap, and in the end he couldn't stand up, so he simply held his knee, straightened one leg, and sat down directly on the ground.

It was already an hour after Guan Lue returned to the inpatient building again.

The door of Shen Chunguang's ward was still closed, and the entire corridor was silent. He paced over and was about to push the door, but the inside opened first.

"Ninth Young Master..." A woman in her fifties came out, holding a few insulated boxes in her hand. Guan slightly recognized that this was Aunt Liu who served Axi's mother before Guan Zhai. Later, his mother left after Guan Zhaorong passed away. However, Aunt Liu was kept by Ning Bo because of her hard work. She has been working in the kitchen for several years, and Ning Bo trusted her very much.

"Butler Ning asked me to come and take care of Miss Shen." Aunt Liu lowered her head slightly.

Guan slightly responded.

"There was someone just now..." Aunt Liu seemed to have something to say, but Guan Lue had already entered the ward by mistake after listening impatiently.

Aunt Liu couldn't say anything more, she shook her head at the door, and walked out with the heat preservation box.

As soon as Guan Lue stepped into the ward, he heard the sound of a phone call coming from inside. Turning around the curtain around the bed, he saw Su Jue standing in front of the window sill with his mobile phone.

"Sorry Uncle Tian, ​​I have something to delay. I will arrive in about half an hour. You can find a way to delay it... Okay, thank you, see you later." Su Jue hung up the phone, turned around and saw Guan Lue standing by the curtain.

The two men looked at each other.

Su Jue thought that Guan Lue was about to speak, but he seemed to just breathe a sigh of relief.

Forget it, Su Jue knew that he had just left a brother, so he put his hand and mobile phone into the pocket of his suit trousers, and walked slowly to the front of the bed.

"Have you read her inspection report?"

"No." Guan Lue told the truth, because he didn't have time, he originally planned to go back to sleep for a while and then go to the doctor, but suddenly received the news of Lao Mai's death, and all subsequent plans were disrupted.

Su Jue couldn't say anything, it was because the depression on Guan Lue's face was too obvious, and he was hit one after another, he was not a god of iron walls.

"Forget it, I just went to the doctor and read the examination report."

"What did the report say?"

Su Jue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "There are many soft tissue contusions on the body, and the five nail beds on the right hand are severely deformed. It is recommended to undergo repair surgery, otherwise the new nails will not grow back, but it cannot be done now because the wound is soaked in water and festers. There is inflammation. You have to wait for the inflammation to subside before doing it."

Guan slightly twitched his fingers tightly, but there was no sound.

Su Jue continued: "Inflammation leads to fever, plus her body is too weak..."

"Is this the reason why she didn't wake up?" Guan Lue chased after her.

Su Jue suddenly lowered his head and stroked his forehead with his hand.

"Ok?"

"Not at all."

"Not all?" Guan slightly frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Do you know that she had a car accident ten years ago?"

Guan Lue was in a daze for a moment: "I know, she mentioned it to me before."

"The car accident had sequelae. It was diagnosed as a concussion at the time. Congestion in the brain oppressed the optic nerve and almost caused blindness. I saw the doctor's brain CT in the afternoon. It seemed that her brain had been hit again during the kidnapping process. So there's a big bruise."

"What happens if there is a large bruise? Blindness?" Guan Lue raised his heart.

Su Jue paused: "It's hard to say, maybe blindness, memory loss, or even..."

"Even what?"

"I can't even wake up from lying down like this."

Guan Lue's chest seemed to be torn open, and the whistling wind poured into it.

Can't wake up?
"Veterinous?"

Su Jue rubbed his forehead with his hands again, with a very painful expression on his face: "That's almost what it means."

"How is it possible!" Guan slightly didn't believe it, she was only injured on her hand, how could she become a vegetable all of a sudden, "I don't believe it, she will definitely wake up."

Guan Lue suddenly rushed out of the ward.

Where is the doctor in Ward 607?He wants to see the attending doctor.

He didn't believe Su Jue's nonsense, Su Jue knew nothing, but he rushed to the doctor's office to ask, and the answer he got was almost the same as Su Jue's.

How could Su Jue not understand?

He used to be a clinician in neurology.

Guan Lue leaned against the cold wall of the corridor all of a sudden, the world was stunned, why is the night so long?

When Guan Lue returned to the ward again, Su Jue had already left. Aunt Liu was bending over and wiping Shen Chunguang's arms in a coma. When she heard movement behind her, she turned her head and saw Guan Lue standing at the door with a sullen face.

"Master Ninth, did you just go out?"

The man in front of him didn't gnaw, his eyes were hollow.

Aunt Liu then turned her head and continued to do what she was doing. She had finished wiping her body just now, and she was wiping Shen Chunguang's arm at this time. With her left arm, she lifted the loose sleeve of the hospital gown to her shoulder, revealing a slender and white part. .

Aunt Liu twisted a warm towel to help her wipe it carefully, and muttered: "Miss Shen just finished transfusion of nutrient solution, I see she has been sweating, and her body is probably very sticky, so I want to wipe her clean... Hey, don't look at her still in a coma, in fact, a comatose person is also conscious, and she can sleep more comfortably after cleaning..."

Aunt Liu spoke and acted very neatly, she wiped Shen Chunguang's arms and face after a while, and tucked the quilt up for her again, then she turned around and saw that Guan Lue was still standing where she was, she smiled sarcastically Laughing, went to the bathroom with the washbasin, poured out the water, and came back again.

"Master Ninth, you haven't had dinner yet, right? The driver from the house in the afternoon brought food over, and Butler Ning told me to persuade you to eat."

Aunt Liu wiped her wet hands with a paper towel, paying attention to Guan Lue's expression while wiping.

But his eyes stayed on the bed all the time, and he didn't respond.

Aunt Liu could only sigh: "Then I'll heat up the food now, please wait a moment." After speaking, she took the heat preservation box and went out.

Guan Lue just walked to the bed a little bit. Shen Chunguang on the bed had just wiped his face clean, and he seemed to be sleeping peacefully. Apart from his pale face, there didn't seem to be much abnormality.

But it was too calm that made Guan slightly flustered.

He wanted that fresh and twisted girl to be able to stand in front of him alive.

Guan slightly dragged a chair and sat in front of the bed. Because Shen Chunguang had just wiped his body, both arms were exposed on the quilt. His right hand must be tied with gauze, and his five fingers were all rounded. On Guan Lue's side, her fingers were slightly curled up, and a small half of her slender wrist was exposed, with a circle of red rope wrapped around it, and a small jade key was hanging underneath. The bright red color tied on her fair arm looked very special. conspicuous.

Guan Lue took her hand and squeezed it tightly. It was weak and weak, and the cold palm was covered with a layer of sticky sweat.

When Aunt Liu came back from the hot meal, she saw this scene: Guan Lue was sitting on the edge of the bed alone, with his back slightly bent, holding Shen Chunguang's five fingers in his hand, lowering his head, his forehead resting on the back of her hand.

The lights in the room were bright white, and a helpless figure was cast on the blue curtain.

Aunt Liu shook her head, and quietly left the ward with the insulated box.

In the next two days, Shen Chunguang showed no signs of waking up.

Su Jue asked someone to find the most authoritative neurology expert in China to consult Shen Chunguang, but the answer he got was still the same.

"Congestion is hard to dissipate. Currently there are only two options. The first is conservative treatment. Hang water and take medicine to see if the congestion can be dissipated. However, the final result is difficult to control. It may be effective in a few days, or it may not dissipate forever. The second is to perform craniotomy, but according to Ms. Shen's current situation, the chance of success of the operation is only half, which means that it is very likely that she will die directly on the operating table."

The experts asked for Guan Lue's opinion, but Guan Lue didn't even think about it: "No surgery!"

What about a 50.00% chance?He won't allow a centimeter or a millimeter.

Su Jue's answer is the same. It's rare for two men to reach a consensus on something. Who can bear to watch her disappear on the operating table.

After the expert, Guan Lue began to get depressed day by day, and in just one week he was already so decadent.

He doesn't take a bath, changes clothes every few days, has a sloppy beard, and can smell the smoke on his body two meters away.

The saddest thing is Yala, who has to feel sorry for Guan Lue and Shen Chunguang who is lying on the bed.

"Brother Nine, you should go back to sleep anyway, how can your body cope with being in the ward all day and all night?"

"Go back, Aunt Liu and I are watching here, you go back and take a shower, can't you come back tomorrow morning?"

"She will be sad seeing you like this, brother nine..."

Yaba tried to persuade her almost every day, but the person in front of the bed seemed indifferent. He just sat in front of the hospital bed day and night, holding Shen Chunguang's hand most of the time, watching her sleep and watching the nurse hang her. Change the medicine in a bottle, and sometimes wipe her body personally.

She was already so thin that only a layer of bones remained, and she only had two bottles of nutrient solution a day. She had suffered so much at Fan Qingyan's place before, and it was already a miracle that she could survive.

Su Jue would come almost every day, sometimes in the morning, sometimes very late, probably because of entertainment work, and he would come back when everything was over.

Every time I come here, I can basically see Guan Luezai, but the two rarely talk.

Aunt Liu didn't know Su Jue's identity at first, and felt that this man was rather strange, but she got used to it after a long time. Occasionally, Su Jue couldn't come because she was too busy, and she would chatter: "Is that Mr. Su today?" Haven't come yet?"

Even Ye Tan came to the ward once, but he didn't come in, so he stood at the door for a while, seeing Guan Lue sitting alone in front of the bed and messing with something, there seemed to be a pile of colorful plastic paper spread out on the table, he nodded seriously Fold something.

The days just passed by abruptly.

Shen Chunguang has not woken up, the time in the ward seems to have stopped, every day is the same process and situation.

Guan Lue spent almost all of his time in the ward. In the first few days, he could still see the pain and fluctuations in his eyes, but after a long time, his expression disappeared, and Jun Leng's facial features seemed to be tense. Layers of skin.

The older you get, the less you talk, and the heavier you become.

Everyone around seemed to be suffocated, and the air was so thin that it was suffocating.

Gradually, Yaba didn't dare to approach the ward, even though Guan Lue had nothing to say, he felt that everything had returned to three years ago.

It was the same when this man first learned of Tang Jingcheng's death three years ago. He didn't speak, didn't feel pain, or sad, but his whole body was filled with a sense of suffocation, as if he was wrapped in an airtight plastic film. No one dares to approach.

But this is just a light well in the ward, and new things happen every day outside the ward.

Su Fan's smuggling and tax evasion case has officially set a court date, and the principal culprit, Su Hongzhi, is about to face sentencing.

Hong Wu and Su Zhan are still at large. Hong Wu has not been arrested yet, but the police have issued a warrant. At the same time, there is news from the United States that Su Zhan is missing, and he is suspected to have fled.

Su Jue is getting busier and busier. Su Fan has not been unblocked yet, so he should have nothing to do, but every time he goes to see Shen Chunguang in the ward, he always has a quick look. However, a reporter in the media broke the news that he has been in frequent contact with Yao Haizheng recently, and someone even photographed him going in and out of Qianmu Jewelry's office building late at night, and he also had a close relationship with Tian Xin in private.

People in the circle agreed that Su Jue was going to "betray", which is also human nature. After these two cases, Su Fan would definitely be hurt even if the seal was lifted. The danger of bankruptcy, and Su Jue only has 17% of Su Fan's shares in his hands, he can't guard a company that is about to go bankrupt, so it is rumored in the industry that Su Jue may have to find another owner, Qianmu's general manager Tian Xin An olive branch has been offered to him.

As for Ye Qin, the body was still in the funeral home after Lao Mai left. The police called her twice and asked her to cooperate in making a statement, but each time she refused on the grounds that she was not in a good state of mind.

It took more than half a month like this. The inflammation on Shen Chunguang's fingers disappeared a lot, but the new nails haven't grown yet. The doctor said that the injured nail bed won't grow for a while, but fortunately, her fever has subsided. , people are always in a coma.

It was extremely cold in Yunling in January, and the heating in the ward was fully turned on.

Guan Lue would still stay in the hospital most of the day, but he was nowhere to be seen from [-]:[-] pm to the time before dinner.

Yaba thought he was finally going to get out of the shadow of Shen Chunguang's coma, but one day when he came to the ward, he found that there were long and short scars on the fingers and back of Guan Lue's left hand. .

Yala was so scared that he yelled out: "Ninth brother, you...you can't hurt yourself like this!"

Guan slightly glanced at him coldly: "Nervous!"

In mid-January, the atmosphere of Chinese New Year has begun to be felt on Yunling Street.

The Spring Festival came earlier that year, Guan Lue looked at the calendar on his phone, and it was three days before the Lunar New Year.

Shen Chunguang had another CT scan of his brain, and it was reported that everything was fine, and the congestion had dissipated a lot. This is a good sign, but he still didn't wake up.

On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Guan Lue sent Aunt Liu and Yaba away. Don't drag them all to the hospital for the New Year's Eve, he stayed by himself to accompany the bed.

Aunt Liu was naturally grateful, she was from the counties around Yunling, she definitely wanted to go back on New Year's Eve, but Yala felt uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)