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Chapter 510: Decision

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    In the hospital, the line at the toll office formed a long queue. Yan Xi saw too many people, and she estimated that it would take more than ten minutes for her turn, so she asked Yang Fan to sit down on the rest chair by the wall.

    Yang Fan feels very sorry, his body is getting worse day by day, and even queuing up is a difficult thing for him, and he is really no different from a disabled person.

    Behind Yan Xi is a family member of Yang Fan's patient. When Yang Fan was hospitalized, he lived in the same ward with them. We helped each other and took care of each other.

    She patted Yan Xi on the shoulder, Yan Xi turned around and smiled at her: "Aunt Zhang."

    "Bring Yang Fan for reexamination?" The conditions of the patients at home are similar. Aunt Zhang's husband is more serious than Yang Fan. Everything Yan Xi has experienced is what she has experienced before. When they meet, there is always a feeling of sympathy for each other.

    Yan Xi nodded: "Yes."

    "Where's Yang Fan?"

    Yan Xi pointed to the seat against the wall: "Sit there!"

    Aunt Zhang glanced at Yang Fan and sighed slightly: "I'm thinner again."

    "Yes!" Yan Xi said, "We weighed it yesterday, and it was less than a hundred."

    "Have you taken painkillers?"

    Yan Xi nodded.

    Aunt Zhang said: "If you don't take painkillers, how can you resist that kind of pain. You are okay, after all, you are young. When we Lao Zhang got up in pain, we lay on the bed and screamed so badly! Now I can't get out of bed.  It seems that there is no way to relieve his pain, but he can only bear it."

    Yan Xi glanced at Yang Fan again, the painkiller has limited effect, and it is not something that can be taken as soon as it hurts.  For one or two hours every day, Yang Fan had to endure a piercing pain, but he never screamed, fearing that his appearance would frighten Xi Le, so he hid in the room and endured it.

    After taking the medicine, I went to the inpatient department to find the familiar director Liu, and asked him to give some advice.  Director Liu looked at the checklist and suggested that Yan Xi should take conservative treatment, implying that in the current situation, there is no point in tossing about.

    Yang Fan thought about it, and as soon as he came out of Director Liu's office, he smiled and said, "You have become a doctor after a long illness. You don't need to ask Director Liu what you said just now. I know it myself. It's really unnecessary to run around."

    Passing by a ward, the wailing of the patient came from inside.  Yang Fan paused, and recognized that he was also a patient.  He couldn't help but walked in and called the man's name, but the man didn't care to talk to him at all.  Lying on the hospital bed, skinny and without any strength, in the end he didn't even have the strength to howl.  Weakly begging the family members around him: "Please, let me die!"

    Yan Xi felt that she had been slammed by something, and she seemed to be unable to stand still. She staggered out of the ward with no blood on her face.

    Yang Fan chased her out, seeing that something was wrong with her, instead he comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it will always be like this in the end."

    After getting out of the hospital, Yan Xi stopped a taxi and didn't say a word along the way, looking at Yang Fan from time to time, thinking that one day he would become like that, he was skinny, lying on the bed crying.  With his personality, he probably wants to endure it, but who can bear such pain?

    After entering the house, she suddenly asked, "Yang Fan, have you changed your mind?"

    Yang Fan turned to look at her, showing a gratified smile, and even a little grateful: "Have you changed your mind?"

    Yan Xi felt sore in his heart, and tears rolled in his eyes: "If you don't change your mind, I want to fulfill you."

    Yang Fan went over and hugged her tightly: "Yan Xi, thank you!"

    Yan Xi slowly stretched out her hand and hugged him, tears falling down.  She was numb and her mind was numb. She didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong, but one thing was clear, once he let him take this step, there would be no room for regret.

    She turned her head slowly and looked at the herbs on the balcony. They were lush and growing really well.  She picked a little every day and fried a plate for him, but Yang Fan's health didn't improve at all.  She thought it was probably useless.  But what if the course of treatment does not arrive?  What if it works if you stick to it?  As long as you are alive, maybe there is a chance, but if you give up, even one ten-thousandth of it is gone.

    She wanted to regret it a little bit.  But Yang Fan has already started to arrange his own funeral. He took out a photo from the drawer and showed it to Yan Xi: "This is a photo I took a month ago. At that time, I was not as thin as I am now, and I looked better. You just  Take this photo to a photo studio, let them enlarge it, and make a posthumous photo for me."

    Yan Xi saw the photo mechanically. In the photo, Yang Fan was wearing a snow-white shirt with carefully trimmed hair, forcing himself to smile brightly.  She couldn't imagine what he was doingThe person who took this photo in such a mood still wants to smile like this?

    Yan Xi collapsed, squatting on the ground, hugging herself tightly, with her head buried in her arms, curled up into a ball.

    Yang Fan came over, held her arms, his heart twitched slightly, and then he squeezed out a smile: "Yan Xi, don't do this, I have nothing to regret, really!"  Wiping away tears, "Yan Xi, thank you for being willing to fulfill me."

    "I'm sorry!" Yan Xi couldn't speak in tune, and his heart was in chaos.  Seeing Yang Fan smiling, I felt even more sad.

    Yang Fan shook his head: "You didn't do anything to me. I'm sorry. I used that little power to get you to marry me. I hurt you. Sometimes I think, if I wasn't so greedy, I would be content with my duty.  As a classmate with you, from kindergarten to high school, maybe we will have a lot of topics to talk about when we meet, and we can become good friends. Yan Xi, forgive me!"

    Yan Xi shook his head: "I never blamed you. You gave me hope when I was most desperate, let me know that there is no cliff ahead, and there is another way to go. That is my own choice,  I don't blame anyone."

    As if relieved, Yang Fan helped Yan Xi onto the sofa, sat down, and said, "I feel very lucky. Although I can't choose the time of birth, I can choose the time of death. There are not many things in my life that I can decide for myself.  This kind of life and death matter, it is not a loss to be able to decide by yourself. I have to choose a good day."

    Yan Xi watched him walk up to the calendar, looked at the calendar seriously, suddenly raised his head, and said to her: "Just the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow will be good. I also listened to the weather forecast yesterday, and the weather the day after tomorrow will be good."

    Yan Xi didn't make a sound, looking at him, he felt mixed emotions in his heart.

    Yang Fan said: "Yan Xi, let's take Xi Le to the park tomorrow, shall we?"

    Yan Xi understood what he meant, and nodded lightly: "Okay!"

    "Then it's decided." He put down the calendar and walked into the room.

    Yan Xi got up, wanted to look at him, walked to the door, heard intermittent sobbing in the room, her heart skipped a beat, and quietly retreated to the living room.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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