Ji Jingchen stares at the attending doctor. After a moment, he withdraws his eyes.
"Please..."
He said to the doctor, pursing his lips and suppressing the choking in his throat.
The attending doctor took a deep look at him, then turned and walked into the ICU.
Ji Jingchen sat on the waiting table without saying a word. Luan Zhi and Min'an Ge, who came to inquire, did not dare to ask. They just sat quietly on the side waiting.
Finally, the ICU door opened and the attending doctor came out.
Ji Jingchen quickly asked: "how about it?"
"Miss Wen is awake, but she still needs a period of rest," the attending doctor looked at the three people. "Family visits can't last more than an hour a day."
An hour is too short
Ji Jingchen frowned in displeasure, but did not raise any objection after all, "can I go to see her now?"
The attending doctor nodded slightly, "put these on."
With that, he asked the nurse to give Ji Jingchen some sterilized headscarves and coats.
Ji Jingchen put it on like a stream and followed the nurse into the intensive care unit.
Luanzhi and Min'an Ge, although also want to go in, but considering that wentiantian needs to be quiet, and Ji Jingchen has already visited, they did not mention it.
However, they still went to see the attending doctor to understand the situation of Wentian.
At that time, Ji Jingchen went into the intensive care unit and saw the warm sweet in the hospital bed.
He stepped forward, Wentian seemed to notice something and slowly opened his eyes.
Although the mask covered his face, and her head and coat made her unable to see his original figure, Wen Tiantian recognized Ji Jingchen at a glance.
Because the way he looked at her was unique.
"You're here," wentiantian said with a slight smile. "You're worried. I'm sorry."
"Don't talk about it. You can have a good rest."
Ji Jingchen looked at her gently, but the palm of his hand was quietly clenched under his coat.
She became more and more haggard. This coma seemed to take away most of her spirit and make her already in danger more and more haggard.
Ji Jingchen collected the despair of his eyes. What he was most desperate about was his own powerlessness.
"Ji Jingchen?"
Wen Tiantian seemed to notice Ji Jingchen's uneasiness and called him out powerlessly.
When Ji Jingchen raised his head again, he could not find the feeling of despair on his face.
"I'm here, sweetie. I've been there all the time."
Ji Jingchen did not dare to touch her. In his eyes, wentiantian is like a fragile porcelain doll.
Maybe if he doesn't pay attention, she'll break into pieces.
He clenched his fists and felt the tingling of his fingernails into the palm of his hand to relieve his inner suffering.
At least, he can't show anything wrong in front of Wentian.
"Have a good rest, the doctor said, as long as you have a good rest, your body will gradually get better."
As soon as Ji Jingchen's voice fell, the nurse reminded him that the patient had just awakened and should not stay much longer.
"You go back. I'm fine."
Wen Tiantian hooked her lips and handed him a reassuring smile.
Her pale lips, however, make this smile take on the soul stirring sick beauty.
Ji Jingchen didn't want to enjoy it. He only knew that his sweetness was suffering from illness.
He wanted time to pass faster, so that Tian Tian could be free from the pain - but he also longed for time to slow down, because this might be his last time with Tian Tian.
"I'll see you another day."
But his eyes are full of sweet feelings.
She watched Ji Jingchen leave, but her eyes became more and more dignified.
Can't hold on? Her body Is it time to run out of oil and light?
Coma, transfer ward There is Ji Jingchen before leaving, that can not be covered up, out of the nostalgia.
Everything tells her that her condition is getting worse. Maybe she won't see the sun tomorrow.
No, she has to live.
Her children, her husband, her friends and relatives, the children of the orphanage.
Everyone is waiting for her to overcome the disease.
Wentiantian, you can't just give up like this, never
After Wen Tiantian lived in the intensive care unit, Ji Jingchen did not move out of the ward.
He still lives in the hospital in order to know any progress of Wen Tiantian's condition.
But every time the attending doctor gave him bad news, and even the critical notice was issued three times!
Luanzhi and Min'an song almost every day, Ji Jingchen occasionally let them in to visit, each time out, Luan Zhidi's eyes are red.
They also witnessed the gradual decline of wentiantian.This delayed for a month, wentiantian still showed no signs of improvement.
The attending doctor looked at her examinations and rubbed her eyebrows with headache.
"How about it?"
Ji Jingchen asked nervously.
The attending doctor gave a wry smile, "what else? It has been seven months, the child has been basically formed, this time there is no possibility to remove. Otherwise, it is not only fatal to the fetus, but also to the mother
He pointed to the number on the index, "Miss Wen's body can't bear an operation at all!"
Ji Jingchen fell into silence, his face was extremely ugly, and the gloomy brow was frightening.
The attending doctor sighed and comforted him, "don't worry too much. In a few days, Miss Wen's health will improve a little bit. Even if it is a little bit, we can give her a caesarean section."
"Caesarean section?"
Ji Jingchen's narrow eyes immediately fixed on the attending doctor, "can there be any danger?"
The attending doctor nodded naturally.
"Since it is an operation, there must be a certain risk," the attending doctor said frankly. "If it is an ordinary pregnant woman, we will give them a birth check-up to confirm that the baby is almost due and that the pregnant woman's physical condition allows, we can have a cesarean section."
Ji Jingchen didn't understand this. He listened carefully, but he heard the doctor's voice change.
"But Miss Wen's physical condition does not allow this operation, each index is too low, the operation risk is very high."
High risk of surgery?
Ji Jingchen was shocked and directly denied the plan, "I don't accept any risk!"
The attending doctor couldn't bear to beat him, but in line with the doctor's professional ethics and quality, he told him the truth.
"Mr. Ji, there is no other way."
He closed his pen in his hand and put it aside. "Miss Wen can't stand natural childbirth. Now it's too late to have an operation..."
"What I didn't say was that even if we had a C-section, it was only about keeping the baby."
"Probably keep the baby?"
Ji Jingchen looked at him in amazement, as if the sky had fallen. "What do you mean by that? What about sweetness