Their Intriguing Marriage

Chest rolled a burst of bitterness after a burst of emotion, Feng Chi stood at the door of the ward, looking at his father through the small window, his heart suddenly very scared. It's like the big tree that you've been relying on suddenly collapses its seemingly impregnable haven.

He took out his cell phone and just wanted to call Lin Bai. When he was so helpless and at a loss, he suddenly just wanted to hear her voice. Even if she scolded him angrily, he could feel at ease.

Although not long ago, he gave up to apologize and explain to the woman, but now, like a dying fish, he needs the woman's voice to blow away those helpless, lost and sad emotions from his heart.

There were several dim lights at the end of the hospital corridor. It was still in the afternoon, but the whole sky seemed to darken impatiently. The heavy gray pressed down and made him gasp.

He just wanted to say sorry, but a low and magnetic voice came from the receiver.

"Hello?"

He suddenly hung up in a bit of a panic, although it seemed particularly annoying.

He leaned against the corridor of the hospital and looked at the little light coming out of the window at the end of the corridor. His eyes did not blink, but he did not know what he was thinking at that moment. He just felt that his mind was very confused and his chest was like being pressed by a huge stone.

"Are you Feng Yifei's family member?" Because it's in the VIP ward, even the doctors are polite, and they seem to be very kind and kind without the momentum of separation.

Feng Chi took back his confused thoughts and nodded to the doctor.

The middle-aged doctor's face is still with a spring breeze like smile, let him a tight heart slightly eased down.

But the next time, he will immediately realize that in this world, when the doctor is black to you, it doesn't mean that you are incurable; On the other hand, when the doctor gives you a warm smile like a relative, it doesn't mean how optimistic the situation is.

He followed the doctor into the office with a somewhat wooden expression. For the next half an hour, he listened quietly to the doctor's professional explanation of the long-standing condition of his father, but he never knew it clearly.

The doctor's mouth kept opening and closing. Although his tone was very soothing and his voice was very soft, Feng Chi still felt chilly behind him. His scalp felt numb as if he had been pulled by a big hand. Every word of the doctor was beating his Sutra repeatedly.

In this process, he clearly witnessed that his heart, like a dark sea, was penetrated little by little by the strong and dazzling sunlight, and finally became gray.

When he walked out of the doctor's office, he suddenly felt that the surrounding environment was extremely cold, and even the exhaled air would immediately turn into white fog. So this winter, so cold.

Sitting in the corridor of the hospital, the doctor's words constantly echoed in his ears: "your father's condition is not optimistic, the symptoms of liver cirrhosis are deteriorating, and the symptoms of early liver cancer appear. Now we can only take the most traditional drug therapy, and then stay in hospital for a period of observation. Maybe..."

When the doctor said this, he helped the golden rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his throat moved up and down. It seemed that it was something hard to say. In fact, it was really something that was not easy to accept: "if the disease continues to develop, then liver transplantation may be needed. Please make preparations as soon as possible."

Feng Chi just sat on the corridor of the outer space of the ward. A few hours later, night fell on the city again.

The atmosphere of Christmas is more and more intense. All the streets are illuminated with various colorful neon lights. Although the streets are full of cold atmosphere, it has not affected people's enthusiasm for the festival.

Businesses have seized the opportunity to build momentum, hanging out a very exciting discount. The shop windows are decorated with all kinds of candy and gifts. Everywhere is full of joy and beauty.

He leaned his head against the wall of the corridor and looked at the door of the ward, but never had the courage to push it open.

In these hours, he sent three messages to Lin Bai.

"Where are you?"

"Still mad at me? I can explain what happened during the day. Something happened here

"Can you call me back? I miss you so much

He holds the mobile phone, looking forward to the mobile phone screen being lit up by the message, but as time goes by, the mobile phone has not been ringing. He repeatedly presses the power button of the mobile phone to light up the screen, but there is still no message.

The mobile phone screen saver is a picture of Lin Bai dancing with local people in a straw skirt in Hawaii that year. In such a warm sun, her smile even more brilliant than the sun, looks warm so dazzling, according to his chest a dull pain.

After rising from his chair, he took a deep breath and went into the ward. Feng Yifei has fallen asleep, aunt Xu is also lying in his hand. After hearing the sound of the door, she gets up and turns to check.

After seeing him, he didn't say anything. He just grinned at him. The smile looked a little forced, with a bit sad. In the dim light, he even seemed to see her eyes slightly red.

This made his heart more depressed, kept breathing deeply, and sucked the air full of disinfectant into his chest.

He nodded to her and motioned for her to come out and speak.

Aunt Xu turned her head to see feng Yifei, who had fallen into a deep sleep but still slightly frowned. She gently got up and walked towards him.

In the corridor, Feng Chi leaned against the cold wall of the corridor. Looking at the woman who had always been delicate but looked very haggard today, she rolled her Adam's apple up and down and asked faintly, "when did it happen? Why don't you tell me? "

His chest heaved up and down, as if suppressing the inner anger. Who else could he send it to? What should be the most strange now is not himself? As his father's only son, it seems that he has never done anything for the family for so many years.

"It's your father... He... He doesn't want you to have psychological burden. Xiao Chi, your father said that you have always been a person who likes freedom. He doesn't want to restrain you with his own illness... Sorry... I... I also want to tell you, but you also know his temper..."

Aunt Xu stood on one side of the corridor, wringing her overcoat belt with her fingers. Her tone was light, as if she could not feel any emotion.