Late myocardial infarction

He never said.

Bei Yue knows all about dancing. No wonder he wants to divorce her.

He's hiding it from her.

He didn't want to drag her down.

Bei YUEWU looked at Murong Jiancheng, who was weak on the hospital bed, with wet eyes. "Is there a way to treat this myocardial infarction?"

Sikong Heng nodded with a mellow and gentle voice. "Stent surgery can be carried out. As long as Murong doesn't give up, I'm sure to treat him!"

"Great, doctor Sikong, I really trouble you. You've worked too hard during this time." Bei YUEWU looked at Si Kong Heng sincerely.

Si kongheng was really busy during this period. It seemed that he was responsible for anything in the end.

"You're welcome. It's your duty." Sikong Heng hooked his lip, explained again, and then turned away.

Bei YUEWU stood in front of the ward and held Murong Jiancheng's hand tightly. Then she lay down by the bed and closed her eyes.

Jun Xiqing looked at her. She was very moved. When the monarch fell, her aunt was very strong. Their hands were tightly held together, and nothing could separate them anymore.

Including life and death.

Jun Xiqing reached out and turned off the light in the ward, then went out.

……

The next morning.

Bei YUEWU squeezed a warm wet towel and wiped Murong Jiancheng's face.

He is not awake yet, and the movement of Beiyue dance is very gentle.

After wiping his face, she helped him wipe his hands with a towel. At this time, his slender fingers suddenly moved.

She thought she was shocked.

Then his finger moved again.

Bei YUEWU quickly looked up. Murong Jiancheng on the bed had slowly opened his eyes and was looking at her.

He's awake!

He woke up so soon!

Beiyue dance immediately smiled happily, "husband, don't move, I'll call a doctor now!"

She turned.

At this time, Murong Jiancheng stretched out his palm and pulled her sleeve.

Beiyue dance stopped, lowered his body and put his soft face to his lips, "husband, what do you want to say, is it painful or thirsty?"

Murong Jiancheng closed his thin dry lips and said in a weak and hoarse voice, "hard work... You're tired."

His first sentence was that she worked hard.

Bei YUEWU's eyes were quickly covered with a layer of crystal mist. She stretched out her hand and blocked his thin lips. She whispered, "I'm willing to serve you all my life!"

……

In the corridor, an acquaintance came. It was Elle.

"Mistress Bei, I heard that the monarch was injured and went to the hospital. Can I go in and see him?"

This AI Lei was once the object that Murong Jiancheng wanted to seriously associate with. Bei Yue dance was not generous enough to make friends with AI Lei, so she showdown and said, "Miss AI, our husband and wife have made up and won't divorce again. I love my husband very much, and my husband loves me very much."

As soon as AI Lei heard this, she quickly smiled, "Mrs. Bei, haven't the monarch told you? In fact, I'm a doctor. I'm not in love with the monarch. Everything you see is false."

what?

Bei Yue was stunned.

"Mrs. Bei, some time ago, the monarch was diagnosed with late myocardial infarction, but he didn't intend to tell President Lu or you."

"The monarch said that when you married him when you were young, you suffered a lot of grievances. The monarch also said that on your wedding night, you told him to be white headed, so he remembered it all his life. The monarch said that he didn't want to drag you down and wanted to give you freedom."

"Mrs. Bei, I also love the monarch, but the monarch loves you very much. He only loves you. When he has a heart attack, he is calling your name."

Bayue dance's ears echoed with AI Lei's words, word by word, hitting her heart.

Murong Jiancheng is such a fool!

She raised her red lips in her tears.

……

In the ward, Murong Jiancheng has sat up. Bei Yue dance comes back with his mouth tooting.

Murong Jiancheng took a careful look at her face and quickly came to a conclusion. The woman was angry.

"Madam, what's the matter with you?"

Bei YUEWU poured a cup of warm water, tried the water temperature, and then fed it to his lips.

Murong Jian made her hand drink half a glass of water. At this time, she heard her voice say, "just now I saw your new lover Irene."

Murong Jiancheng froze. "What did she tell him?"

Beiyue danced and hummed, "she said you are a big liar with poor acting skills!"

With that, she turned around.

"Madam!"

Murong Jiancheng reached out and hugged her.

Bei YUEWU refused and dumped him.

At this time, he heard a dull hum. Murong Jiancheng's tall and heroic body fell directly on the bed.

Beiyue dance was so scared that she couldn't breathe. Just now she just shook him gently. Why did he fall down?

She dropped her glass and quickly climbed into the hospital bed, "husband, what's the matter with you? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... Ah!"

Murong Jiancheng suddenly stretched out his hand and directly pulled her into his arms.

Her head rested on his thick chest, and her soft boneless body was tightened in her arms by his healthy arms. All she heard was his steady and powerful heartbeat. Bei YUEWU wanted to hammer him, but she was afraid of getting his wound, so she could only bite her lips with hatred, "husband, you're really bad at learning!"

Murong Jiancheng said, "madam, I'm afraid you're angry and ignore me."

"Now I know I'm afraid. Why did I go early? It's the late stage of myocardial infarction. We'll treat it when we're sick. Why did you push me away?"

Murong Jiancheng spoke thousands of words. He didn't know how to say it. He could only coax her low and clumsily, "madam, if you are really angry, screw me hard."

"You said, don't blame me for the pain."

Murong Jiancheng's great righteousness, Ling ran, patted his thick chest, "come on, I'll never say a word."

Beiyue dance twisted it hard.

Murong Jiancheng begged for mercy, "madam, forgive me this time, and I will never dare to be a husband next time."

Beiyue dance let him go. He didn't forget to threaten, "next time, never forgive!"

Murong Jiancheng responded repeatedly, and stretched out his arms to hold her tightly in his arms. When he was young, he couldn't resist her tenderness like water. Now 26 years later, she still treats him like this, with endless bad ideas. He is really happy, and he will treat her like a pearl like treasure in the future.

Beiyue dance quietly hugged him and enjoyed the time when they were alone, incomparable warmth.

"Doctor Sikong said that the late stage of myocardial infarction is not a terminal disease. As long as you cooperate with him and don't give up, he is sure to cure you."

Murong Jiancheng nodded vigorously, "I won't give up. You just came back to me. The day is just a little, and I don't want you."

Beiyue dance held his palm, "then we have agreed that there is only one person with white head."

Murong Jiancheng slowly lifted her thin lips and repeated her words, "well, keep one's heart and white head."

Beiyue danced in his arms and smiled.

"Sleep with me for a while."

"OK ~" Bei Yue turned around and slept with his back to him.

She liked this sleeping position when she was young. No matter how sticky and hot she was before going to bed, she liked to sleep behind his back once she went to bed. It was a big place and comfortable.

Murong Jiancheng pasted it from the back, held her in his arms, and then closed his eyes.

"Husband." She called him.

"Well?"

"I've never been wronged. Marrying you is the happiest thing in my life."

Murong Jiancheng was moved.

Then she said slowly, "I like flying, but I don't like flying too far. I just want to fly by your side."

Murong Jiancheng buried Jun's face in her fragrant hair, "madam, I love you."

……

Murong Jiancheng woke up at an amazing speed and recovered. Doctor Sikong, as always, gave awesome and quickly discussed the scheme of myocardial infarction stent surgery with the team. The operation was scheduled in the near future.

Jun Xiqing came to the hospital several times and looked at the way Murong Jiancheng and Bei Yue danced with honey and oil. She was completely relieved.

When the matter came to an end, she was going to think about her.

Jun Xiqing stood in the corridor, stretched out his small white hand and touched his flat and tight abdomen.

Her little day hasn't come yet.

Jun Xiqing stood quietly for a while, and then went to the gynecology department. At this time, she saw a beautiful and moving figure. She quickly said, "doctor Bai."

Snow White stopped and turned around. Her eyes fell on Jun Xiqing's dusty little face and smiled faintly, "Miss Jun, are you looking for me?"

Jun Xiqing nodded, "well."

At this time, she smelled a pungent smell of disinfectant, and there was a burst of sour water in her heart. Jun Xiqing bowed down and wanted to vomit.

Snow White's eyes flashed and took two steps forward. She stretched out her scallion fingertips and took Jun Xiqing's pulse.

A moment later, Bai Xue looked at Jun Xiqing, "Miss Jun, you are pregnant."

Jun Xiqing already knows the result. She is pregnant.

She is pregnant with Lu Yeming's child.

Jun Xiqing's little face was white without any blood color. She looked at Bai Xue, "doctor Bai, can you please do me a favor?"

"Miss Jun, do you want an abortion?"

Jun Xiqing nodded, "well, I don't want this child."

Said Jun Xiqing, reaching out and touching his flat abdomen, "doctor Bai, do you think I'm particularly cruel?"

Bai Xue shook her head, and the pair of Jian Shui Qiu Tong were rational and calm. "Miss Jun, women are not tools for giving birth to children. I think no normal woman will be bored to give birth to a child and play by herself. If the man is not good enough for you to give birth to children willingly, why bother yourself and make it difficult for the child in the name of compassion?"

"This child is yours. You can make your own decisions."

Jun Xiqing felt that Bai Xue was a rational and independent woman with great personality. She slowly hooked her lips, "Dr. Bai, I have decided that I don't want this child. Can I have an abortion as soon as possible?"

"Yes, I'll arrange it and operate on you in the afternoon."

"Thank you, Dr. Bai."

"No, it's your duty." With that, snow white turned away.

Looking at her beautiful and exquisite figure, Jun Xiqing remembered that the "duty" was also said by the miracle doctor Sikong a few days ago. These two people who are also standing at the peak of academia are somewhat cold and proud, but their hands save the lives and heal the wounded.

With the presence of doctor Sikong, his noble and calm appearance makes people feel very at ease. Similarly, in front of snow white, she has a pair of intelligent Jianshui Qiutong, which is convincing.

Jun Xiqing suddenly felt that the world said that she and Lu Yeming were the best match. In fact, in her opinion, the real match was doctor Sikong and doctor Bai Xue. In this way, they had common pursuit and belief. They chased each other in the academic field, and they were all shining.

Jun Xiqing turned and wanted to leave.

But her footsteps suddenly stagnated, and the flexible pupil contracted slightly, because there was a tall and handsome body standing in front of her, and Lu Yeming came.

Today, Lu Yeming is wearing a black coat. The outline is too delicate and perfect. He doesn't know when he will come. A pair of deep Phoenix eyes are falling on her small face, which is as thin as jade.

Jun Xiqing was worried. Did he hear her talk with Dr. Bai Xue?

Lu Yeming looked at her, lifted his thin lips, and his low voice couldn't penetrate his emotions. "What are you doing here?"

In a word, Jun Xiqing's nerves relaxed quickly, and he didn't hear it.

Lu Yeming's eyes moved up and fell on the sign behind her, which said --- gynecology.

"What are you doing in gynecology, checking your body?"

When Jun Xiqing was relaxing, he suddenly heard him say so slowly.

She quickly raised her eyes and looked at him. Only the man in front of her slowly narrowed his Phoenix eyes. His eagle Falcon like sharp eyes whirled around her wantonly with a bit of evil. One look can make people have nowhere to hide.

The man is very deep, thoughtful and alert. As long as a little clue can let him find anything.

Jun Xiqing's spiritual eyes flashed. She didn't say anything, but raised her feet and left.

After taking two steps, Lu Yeming came over and clasped her slender white wrist, "what do you mean?"

Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and looked at him, "what do you mean, President Lu? I feel something wrong. You made me sick."

Lu Yeming's handsome eyebrows slowly darkened.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jun Xiqing hooked her red lips, "I don't know. The test results haven't come out yet. It may be HIV... AIDS."