Chapter 708

He Jiayi doesn't use painkillers for Shen Zhiyu any more. All the pain can only be sustained.

Shen Zhiyu couldn't bear the pain. When he rolled on the bed, in order not to tear his wound, he had to use a few nurses to press him on the bed.

The pain was almost twenty-four hours non-stop. Shen Zhiyu couldn't eat anything and quickly lost a lot of weight.

In the dead of night, he was lying on the hospital bed, curled up tightly because of pain. His skin and flesh seemed to be torn inch by inch, and his bones were severely broken. He was afraid of causing trouble for he Jiayi. He gritted his teeth, but he could not help but sob a little pain from his throat. The sheets under him were soaked in cold sweat.

All of a sudden, the mobile phone at the head of the bed dingdong, pulled back Shen Zhiyu's confused thoughts, intuition told him that this must be Xia Beiqing sent a text message, he difficult to raise his arm, touch the mobile phone at the head of the bed, there is a message on the screen.

——Miss Shen, I miss you very much.

Just a few words, like a panacea, made Shen Zhiyu's pain disappear more than half in an instant. He even pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a pale smile.

North leaning is waiting for him. What else can't survive?

Shen Zhiyu is trembling and typing on his mobile phone.

——I miss you too. I'll be back soon.

Just after clicking the transmission, the severe pain came like the tide. Shen Zhiyu's hand shook violently, and his mobile phone crashed to the ground.

It wasn't until the third day that the pain finally subsided. He Jiayi checked Shen Zhiyu, and the wound healed fairly well.

Although there was no pain, Shen Zhiyu found a problem. His body was like a shrunken balloon, and he was drained.

Sometimes, even if I lift my arm, I feel that my bones are aching. My chest seems to be holding something. If I breathe a little faster, I can't stop coughing, as if I want to cough up the viscera.

"Cough... Cough..."

He Jiayi sits beside the bed and looks at Shen Zhiyu coughing and retching. He pours a cup of warm water for him.

"Cough... Thank you..." Shen Zhiyu took the water, sipped a mouthful of water, and finally relieved his cough. His head was powerless against the head of the bed, his face was pale, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and he was thin enough to take off his appearance.

Shen Zhiyu trembled and put the water cup beside him. He gasped and asked, "why don't I have any strength?"

He Jiayi looked at his dying appearance and said: "as I have said before, extracting bone marrow can cause great damage to the body, and it is irreversible. Now you know?"

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak. He closed his eyes. After a moment of silence, he asked faintly, "can I leave the hospital?"

"What?" He Jiayi's eyes were dazed. She thought she had heard wrong.

Shen Zhiyu, with a pair of dim eyes, looked at he Jiayi and said, "I want to leave the hospital."

"Discharged?! You're out of your mind, aren't you He Jiayi suddenly blew up and threw the examination report on Shen Zhiyu: "this is your examination report. You can see for yourself that none of your body is up to the standard. You have to stay in the hospital for at least a month. You still want to leave the hospital. It's impossible!"

Shen Zhiyu gasped: "I... I have to leave the hospital. I promised to go north and go home in two or three days."