It seems that Song Qingfeng has a lot of luck, so many little sisters who have a crush on him.
When she gave Ye Xinghe an injection as usual, Song Qingfeng happened to be checking him too. The two looked at each other, Fan Taohua felt a little embarrassed and turned his head away from him.
"Doctor Song, how is Xinghe doing today?" Aunt Ye nervously looked at Song Qingfeng who was wearing a stethoscope and listening to Ye Xinghe's heart sounds. It doesn't look very stable.
"Wait for the results of the operation in the afternoon." Song Qingfeng did not answer directly. He never promised anything to his family members. No matter how the patient's condition was, he was always tight-lipped.
Operation? !
Fan Taohua suddenly remembered that Dean Chen from yesterday, nothing will happen to Ye Xinghe, right?
But after thinking about it, Song Qingfeng is the chief surgeon, and the other deputy chief surgeons should not dare to do anything under his eyes.
Song Qingfeng comforted Aunt Ye with a few words and left in a hurry. Fan Taohua took care of the rest.
She looked at Aunt Ye's dark circles under her eyes that had been restless for several days, and felt a little distressed, "Auntie, why don't you go and rest for a while, and I will take care of Ye Xinghe for you."
"No, you go and do your work, don't worry about me." Aunt Ye shook her head, she was really tired, her precarious body seemed to fall down at any moment.
"Mom, go to sleep for a while." Ye Xinghe said, and Aunt Ye nodded when she saw her son saying that.
Now only Ye Xinghe and Fan Taohua are left.
The day before the operation, Ye Xinghe couldn't eat anything, but Ye Xinghe didn't seem to have any appetite. He half-lyed on the bed and didn't say a word. Fan Taohua looked at his haggard look, and felt a little distressed. Such an expression.
Fan Taohua also sat down beside him, Ye Xinghe glanced at her, then turned his head away, the two people's eyes briefly met, neither spoke.
"If I don't have this operation in the afternoon, will I die sooner?"
After a long time, it was Ye Xinghe who broke the silence first. Fan Taohua was surprised that he would take the initiative to talk to her, but what he said was so negative.
"How can you say that, it's possible to be alive, there are many things, how do you know if you don't try your best?"
Fan Taohua thought of poisonous chicken soup, who knew that Ye Xinghe actually smiled, but it was not a happy smile, but a kind of cold smile with a touch of sarcasm.
"What if I say, I don't want to live?"
As soon as he said this, Fan Taohua raised his head sharply. The boy in front of him still had good-looking facial features, but his expression was indifferent, as if death was not scary to him at all.
"Whether you want to live or not, life and death are not up to you to decide. You still have a mother who loves you. She tried every means to get you to come to this hospital and make an appointment for surgery for you. She has become so emaciated because of you. You Even if you don't think about yourself, think about her!"
Fan Taohua was a little angry when she heard his words, she was almost yelling at Ye Xinghe, who knew that Ye Xinghe didn't take it seriously, he was not angry, but looked at the wristband on his hand, it was written in beautiful handwriting His name, bed number, and cause of disease.
"If I didn't care about my mother, I wouldn't come here."
His words were like a gust of light wind blowing into Fan Taohua's heart. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com