The beautiful wife of the president

Chapter 127 I Already Understand Being Sentenced to Death

The next day, Ji Weiyang got up early and left. When he turned on the phone in the early morning, the thirty or so missed calls were all from the hospital. He was worried that something might happen to An Qi. 〔@!

He didn't bother Zhanyan, before leaving, he just kissed her lightly on the forehead.

However, he didn't know that Zhanyan almost stayed up all night, her chest hurt so badly that it became difficult to breathe.She propped herself up and went to the window, and opened a gap in the curtain, and saw Ji Weiyang's dark green Land Rover gradually driving away, and finally disappeared completely from sight.

The corner of her lips unconsciously raised a wry smile, he still couldn't let Lu Anqi go.

There was a burst of pain during the roar, and she coughed violently again. The non-stop coughing made her heart hurt. She squatted on the floor in pain, covering her heart tightly with her hands, tears gradually blurred her eyes, and then, a big Tears dripped onto the gilt floor, blurring.

Zhanyan took a lot of painkillers before she had the strength to get up, didn't even eat breakfast, and went straight to the hospital.

She came to the hospital just in time for Du Xiaomo to get off the night shift, she wanted to accompany Zhanyan no matter what she said, Zhanyan said that her heart hurts, so she went to the specialist clinic of internal medicine.

"Vice President Zhao is on duty at the Pediatric Internal Medicine Specialist Clinic today. She is a domestic expert in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases." Du Xiaomo handed the registration card to Zhan Yannv.

"Yeah." Zhanyan smiled faintly, but suddenly tightened her hand holding the case. For some reason, she always had a bad feeling.

Xu Shi could see her nervousness, and Du Xiaomo comforted her softly, "Don't worry, it's just a complication of a cold at most."

Vice President Zhao was very enthusiastic when she saw Zhanyan. After all, she had worked with her before, and she admired Zhanyan very much. Later, when she heard that she had left the hospital, she felt a little regretful.

"How long has this been the case?"

"About two months or so, at first it was just a fever, and later on there were symptoms of heartache and palpitations." Zhanyan replied truthfully.

"It took so long to come to the hospital for examination, you are really careless."

"Dean Zhao, what is Zhanyan's illness?" Du Xiaomo interjected.

"It's hard to say now, we'll know after an examination." Vice President Zhao ordered the electrocardiogram and color Doppler ultrasound for them to check first.

When the test results came out, both Zhanyan and Du Xiaomo were stunned.They are medical students, so they can understand the test report naturally.Myocarditis caused by influenza virus is transformed into myocardial necrosis. This disease is tantamount to terminal illness.

"Why, how could this happen? It must be a mistake!" Du Xiaomo couldn't believe it.

Vice President Zhao also looked helpless holding the inspection report. "Zhanyan, you are a doctor, don't you know that a severe cold may induce myocarditis? What's more, your constitution is already weak, so you should pay more attention. You actually took so long to seek medical treatment?"

Zhanyan kept her head down and said nothing. From the moment the test result came out, she didn't say a word.Her hands were folded in front of her body, her fingertips were pale and bloodless.She never thought that her life would be so short, she was only 24, and she was about to come to the end of her life.

"Dean Zhao, you must have a way to heal Zhanyan, right? You can find a way for us, Zhanyan is only in her early twenties, she is still so young..." Du Xiaomo couldn't stop crying.This result is tantamount to a bolt from the blue, how can it be accepted.

Vice President Zhao shook his head and sighed, "Unless you have a heart transplant. Go through the hospitalization procedures first, and I will draw up a treatment plan as soon as possible."

At this time, Zhanyan finally raised his head, his pale and delicate face was surprisingly calm, "How long can I live?"

Vice President Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "Conservatively estimate three months."

Zhanyan nodded silently, still not emotional.Three months, so short, so short that it almost passed by, she didn't even have time to say goodbye.

She got up and left, walking blankly in the empty corridor, Du Xiaomo followed closely behind her, but did not dare to disturb her.She knew that Zhanyan must be very sad. Even she couldn't accept such a result, let alone Zhanyan.

However, seeing that Zhanyan was about to leave the hospital, Du Xiaomo finally became anxious. She stepped forward and grabbed her, and asked, "Zhanyan, where else do you want to go?"

Zhanyan's bright eyes widened, but there was nothing in them. Her gaze fell on Du Xiaomo slowly, and her voice trembled slightly, "Xiao Mo, I want to go home."

"Why are you going home, Zhanyan, what you have to do now is to be hospitalized for treatment immediately!" Du Xiaomo's voice was raised unconsciously.

Zhanyan shook her head, and took two steps back unsteadily, "No, that's no longer necessary."

Du Xiaomo was really anxious, stepped forward and grabbed her, "What do you mean it's not necessary! Myocardial necrosis is not a terminal illness, as long as you have a heart transplant, you will be fine. You must go back with me immediately, We go to the hospital, we get treatment."

Zhanyan shook off her hand vigorously, she looked deeply at Du Xiaomo, and finally cried out, "Xiao Mo, we are medical students, so we must not deceive ourselves, the heart must be transplanted from a living body, and the donor is almost Zero. What's more, even if you are lucky enough to find a heart, you don't know how low the success rate of the operation is. Even if the operation is successful, you will still face rejection and various complications in the later stage. Xiao Mo, I have been sentenced to death Yeah, you know? I don't want to fool myself."

"Zhanyan." Du Xiaomo choked up and hugged her thin body, "Zhanyan, don't give up, please don't give up, okay? As long as you don't give up, at least we still have the last hope, if If even you give up, then we really have no hope."

Zhanyan bit her lip tightly, letting the tears flow silently. "Xiao Mo, I don't want to waste the remaining three months in the hospital, it doesn't make any sense at all."

Du Xiaomo wiped away his tears and finally made a compromise, "Okay, you don't need to stay in the hospital, but we have to go through the hospitalization procedures, and you must receive treatment. At least, you can live longer, even if you have one more day. good."

Zhanyan went through the admission procedures and received preliminary treatment. After the infusion, she insisted on going home. Vice President Zhao firmly opposed this, because Zhanyan's current situation is very dangerous, and if she fails to do so, she will go into shock, which will lead to die.But Zhanyan is very stubborn and doesn't listen to persuasion at all.

Du Xiaomo drove her home and repeatedly told her not to forget to take medicine. "Zhanyan, do you really plan to tell your dad about your illness?"

"Yeah." Zhanyan nodded, "He's not in good health, I don't want him to be sad because of me."

"What about Ji Weiyang?" Du Xiaomo asked again.

Zhanyan shook her head with a wry smile, and replied, "There's no need for him to know."

Du Xiaomo was a little annoyed, "Zhanyan, how long are you going to hide from them? How long can you keep it? If that day really comes..." Her voice was choked up, and she couldn't bear to continue.And Zhanyan propped his arms on the car window, staring blankly at the receding scenery outside the window, with a slightly bitter smile on his lips, "If you can, keep it a secret for the rest of your life."

When it was time to die, she would apply for a certificate of going abroad in advance.She will make everyone think that she is still alive, just living abroad and living a good life, even if she can live in their hearts, it is good.

When passing the department store, Zhanyan suddenly asked Du Xiaomo to stop.

"Xiao Mo, let me go shopping with me, I haven't been to a shopping mall for a long time."

"Let's talk about it another day, Zhanyan, what you need now is a good rest." Du Xiaomo refused straight away.

Zhanyan felt slightly disappointed, and then said calmly, "Xiao Mo, another day, I'm afraid I won't have another chance."

She spoke very calmly, her tone was calm, as if she was just talking casually, Jin Mo's eyes turned red immediately, she turned the steering wheel and parked the car in the underground garage of the shopping mall.

Zhanyan is not unfamiliar with this shopping mall. She and Du Xiaomo used to choose clothes and toys for Xiaoyan here, but she never thought that she would go to heaven to accompany Xiaoyan so soon.In fact, this is also good, her Xiaoyan will no longer be lonely.

Zhanyan stood in a daze in the children's section, with her arms resting on the wooden crib, shaking casually.Du Xiaomo hid aside and could only secretly wipe away his tears.

"Xiao Mo, let's go upstairs for a walk." Zhanyan stood behind her at some point.

"Oh, good." Du Xiaomo turned his back to her, and quickly wiped away the tears on his cheeks, but the circles of his eyes were still red.And Zhanyan pretended not to see, took her arm with a smile, and walked upstairs to the men's clothing area.

It was the first time for Zhanyan to buy so many things. She bought several sets of shirts for her father, and a dark gray Chinese tunic suit, and a dress for herself, which was snow white without a trace of variegation.

Standing in front of the fitting mirror, the close-fitting dress set off her graceful curves. She turned to look at Du Xiaomo, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"It doesn't look good, try this red one." Du Xiaomo stuffed a gorgeous red dress into her hands.They are medical students and have no taboos, but at this moment, Du Xiaomo just thinks that white clothes are unlucky.Although Zhan Yan is really beautiful in it, but the floating feeling makes Du Xiaomo feel that she is like a butterfly spreading its wings and is about to fly away from the world.

Zhanyan didn't try on the long red dress, but asked the waiter to wrap up both skirts.She will give the red dress to Xiao Mo, and keep the white one for herself. She intends to wear this dress to meet Xiao Yan.White is the purest color in the world, come clean and leave cleanly, Zhanyan thinks this is very good.

The two of them were about to leave the mall with big bags and small bags, but Zhanyan saw the hot-selling cashmere wool in the sale area on the first floor. She subconsciously stopped and chose some light gray wool for the waiter to wrap.

Du Xiaomo knew that she bought it for Ji Weiyang without asking. "Who still knits sweaters now? The soil is dead. Besides, you don't know how to do it." Du Xiaomo poured cold water on his head. In fact, she was afraid of showing her face and being tired. What she needed most for her heart disease was rest.

Zhanyan smiled lightly, not annoyed, "I can learn it if I don't." Three months, learning to knit a sweater should be enough.

Du Xiaomo drove Zhanyan home, Wei Jingnian warmly asked her to eat, but Du Xiaomo declined, she just wanted to go home and cry, she endured too much, she really didn't know, How did Zhanyan face life and death so calmly.

After Du Xiaomo left, Zhanyan took out the shirt and Mao suit bought for his father from the bag one by one. "Dad, I went shopping and bought some clothes for you today, do you like them?"

Wei Jingnian smiled lovingly, "I seldom go out, the most I do is go to the elderly activity center to play chess and chat with a few old comrades in arms. You buy so many clothes, I can wear them until I die."

Wei Jingnian's casual word 'death' made Zhanyan's eyes wet. She squatted in front of her father, leaning her head lightly on his arm, "Dad, you will not die, you will live a long life."

Wei Jingnian stroked her head kindly, "Silly girl, there is no such thing as immortality."

Yes, there is no immortality, it is only a matter of time.Zhanyan held back, let the tears flow back, and a bitter smile rose from the corner of her lips.

"Dad, it will be the winter solstice in a few days. The weather is getting cold, so please pay more attention to your body." Zhanyan covered Wei Jingnian's lap with a thick and soft blanket.And asked him to take medicine on time, go to the hospital for reexamination in time, and explained some daily details, so that he must take good care of his body.

Wei Jingnian kept listening with a smile, and finally replied, "What's the matter today, you're rambling on like a little old woman, you said so much, how can I remember, just remind me slowly in the future."

Zhanyan pursed her lips tightly, but there was a stubborn smile on the corners of her lips, trying not to let Wei Jingnian see the clue.

after?She was afraid that there would be no future.She is an unfilial daughter, and she can't even provide for her father's retirement.

Quiet night.

Zhanyan sits alone in front of the window, knitting a sweater clumsily, with a knitting tutorial book on her left hand, she is reading and knitting, but her injured right hand can't use any strength at all, and she keeps jumping out of it, it's just terrible The could not have been worse.However, Zhanyan was very patient. If the weaving was not good, she would tear it down and start over again. After so many repetitions, the weaving finally got a decent look.

Zhanyan couldn't stop thinking, if the terrible life can be erased and start over, how wonderful it would be.

After knitting a sweater for several hours, Zhanyan felt that her eyes were sore. She put down her stitches, and gently stroked a small section of cuff with her palm. The fluffy ball of thread was very warm and soft.Light gray color, with a touch of melancholy.Zhanyan felt that this color was very similar to Ji Weiyang's character, deep and melancholy, yet fatally alluring, making people completely unable to understand him, yet falling for him uncontrollably.

Putting it aside, the phone flickered in the dark night, it was a short message from Ji Weiyang, the content was very simple, only a few short words: Yan Yan, I am downstairs at your house.

Zhanyan opened a corner of the curtain, and really saw Ji Weiyang's ostentatious Land Rover parked downstairs.Almost without any hesitation, Zhanyan walked out in her pajamas, never once had she been so impatient to throw herself into his arms.

"Weiyang!" She opened her arms like a bird and threw herself into his chest, her soft body pressed tightly against him, "It's great that you show up when I miss you." "Fool." Ji Weiyang smiled He murmured, he couldn't refuse Zhanyan's enthusiasm at all.He lowered his head and pressed his lips against her soft lips.Zhanyan shyly refused.

"No, I can't be here..." Before she could finish speaking, Ji Weiyang had already picked her up and stuffed her into the car impatiently.

The dark green Land Rover drove away through the night.

Back at the hilltop villa, Ji Weiyang didn't even have time to carry Zhanyan into the bedroom, but directly pressed her on the leather sofa in the living room, and kissed her passionately and passionately.

Zhanyan meekly endured his wildness, a pair of soft and boneless hands tremblingly unbuttoned the shirt on his chest, and the buttons were scattered one by one, revealing his strong and strong chest, his cool little hands carefully touch on his bronzed skin.

Ji Weiyang let go of her lips slightly, grabbed her restless little hand with his warm palm, and smiled evilly, "Want?"

The pale little face with a pale face instantly flushed with embarrassment, as attractive as an autumn apple. With a thought, Ji Weiyang lowered his head and took a bite of her red cheek. "Help me off."

He took her little hand to her waist, showed his face and shyly untied the belt around his waist, the air in the room gradually warmed up, filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

At this moment, Ji Weiyang's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the room.

Zhanyan didn't know what was said on the other end of the phone, she only saw that Ji Weiyang's face became ugly, and all the desire and fire disappeared in an instant.He sat on the side of the sofa, buttoned the loose shirt buttons on his chest one by one, and then picked up the jacket beside him.

"An Qi fell ill and made a fuss in the hospital. I'll take a look and be back soon."

After he finished speaking, he walked out, but Zhanyan suddenly stood up and hugged him tightly from behind.Her body was trembling constantly, her pale face was buried in his back, and the shirt on his back was wet with tears.

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