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Chapter 17 Shen Zhichu Advanced Stomach Cancer

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    Li Jingshen outside the operating room seemed to have sensed something, his heart was throbbing, and the sudden dull pain forced him to lean forward, his right hand tightly grasped the layer of fabric on his left heart and pressed hard.

    He frowned and looked at the operating door, feeling that something important was leaving him.

    At this time, the door of the operating room was opened, and the nurse came out in a hurry. Seeing Li Jingshen, she hurried forward and asked, "Are you the patient's family member? The patient is dying, and you need to sign an operation agreement and a critical illness notice."  Book!"

    Li Jingshen only felt that his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything clearly. He frowned and looked at the nurse in front of him, and asked stiffly, "You said Shen Zhichu is dying soon? Why is she dying!"

    Didn't it just rain for a while, knelt for half an hour, didn't eat for four days, at mostweakened and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood

    Why did someone tell him as soon as she entered that Shen Zhichu was dying?

    The nurse looked at his sluggish appearance, obviously he didn't know what the condition of the person inside was. She explained concisely: "The patient has advanced gastric cancer and is in a dangerous condition. The family members must sign an operation agreement and he is critically ill" The nurse looked at the man  With bloodshot eyes, he suddenly didn't know what to say.

    Stomach cancer?  Late?

    How could it be possibleShen Zhichu has never been sick, and her body has always been very good, how could she have this kind of disease?

    Shouldn't a woman like her be a scourge for thousands of years?  Why would someone tell him now that she was dying?

    He must have heard it wrong, he had hallucinations.

    Li Jingshen staggered and took a step back, his knee bumped against the chair behind him, and he swayed and fell down in embarrassment.

    He started to stare at his hands again, obviously they had been wiped clean, but he felt that there was still a lot of blood, and the smell of blood was everywhere, no matter how hard he washed it, he couldn't clean it.

    The patient's condition could not be delayed, the nurse brought two agreements and handed them to Li Jingshen: "Sir."

    Li Jingshen looked at the critical illness notice in front of him with bloodshot eyes, a sharp pain spread from his heart to every corner of his body, and even his fingers trembled with pain.

    He took the pen and paper and looked at the notice of critical illness. He knew every word, but he couldn't read it together.

    The nurse urged him: "Sir, sign quickly."

    His hands were trembling all the time, Li Jingshen clenched his fist and slammed it on the wall behind him. There was a muffled sound, and the nurse was taken aback. She looked over, and there was a blood mark on the wall.  What a force.

    Li Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in his heart, and then lowered his head to sign his name.

    "Is she going to be okay?"

    The nurse shook her head: "The patient's condition is very dangerous, and it is very difficult for the hospital to guarantee that she is fineWe will do our best."

    Li Jingshen handed her the two documents in his hand, and seeing the back of the nurse leaving, he instantly limply leaned against the cold chair.

    It seemed that a piece of his heart had been dug out by a knife, and it became empty. The unprecedented sense of emptiness made him couldn't help but grasp the layer of fabric, and bent forward.

    He never thought that such a scene would appear, where Shen Zhichu's life and death were unknown, doctors and nurses rescued him, but he could do nothing.

    Shen Zhichu has stayed by his side for four years, and has always been a dispensable existence. He doesn't love her, doesn't care about her feelings, and doesn't care about her life or death.

    But when it was really possible that Shen Zhichu would never wake up again, he would feel chills all over from fear, as if something important was far away from him.

    Li Jingshen was in a trance, and his vision was blurred. He raised his hand to rub it, only to find that the corners of his eyes were wet.

    He suddenly remembered the scene when he saw Shen Zhichu for the first time six years ago. She was wearing a red dress, her waist-length hair, and she surprised everyone with a slight smile.

    She walked up to him with a bunch of candied haws, "Li Jingshen, long time no see." Her clear eyes were full of light.

    Since when did she lose her eyesight?

    Li Jingshen took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and just before he had time to light a cigarette, a passing cleaner pointed to a sign on the wall and reminded him: "Sir, smoking is prohibited in the hospital!"

    He had to put it back again, the hand holding the cigarette box was shaking all the time, looking up at the operating room with the red light on, the left atrium twitched a few more times, and it was more uncomfortable than before.

    The nurse went to invite Qin Mo, and Qin Mo rushed over after a while, looking at Li Jingshen sitting outside the operating room, he was startled: Why did Li Jingshen appear here?

    "Why are you here? Where's Zhichu?" A bad premonition rose in his heart.

    Li Jingshen raised his head??His eyes were a little empty: "She's inside."

    So the patient who asked him to come for the rescue operation was Shen Zhichu?

    Qin Mo's complexion changed drastically. His already dignified expression became more anxious. He didn't dare to delay for a moment and rushed directly into the operating room.

    Li Jingshen questioned from behind, "Qin Mo, did you know that Shen Zhichu's stomach cancer is terminal!"

    ? Shen Zhichu and Qin Mo have a good relationship. They grew up together since childhood. As a doctor, it is impossible for Qin Mo to be ignorant of Shen Zhichu's illness.

    Qin Mo didn't answer, but just glanced at him coldly when closing the door, just one glance, Li Jingshen was more than heartbroken.

    At that moment, he felt that what he was breathing was not air, but thousands of steel needles, and thousands of arrows piercing his heart. For the first time, he felt what it means to be heartbroken like a knife.

    The doors of the operating room merged again, and Li Jingshen's eyes went dark, and he almost couldn't stand on his feet, he clenched the clothes on his chest, and there was a smell of blood in his mouth.

    The sound of the rain outside kept pattering, and when the boiling emotions gradually settled, I felt that the blood in my body was frozen, and the rain outside fell to the ground and shattered.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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