Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 626 Heart failure

  The lights in the ward were dim, the orange light fell on the snow-white bedside, and a familiar face leaped into view impressively.

  His eyes are lightly closed, his pale complexion seems to be able to clearly see the hidden capillaries, his breathing is very shallow, and he is even put on a ventilator beside him.

  Mo Zhiyun watched this scene dumbfounded, not understanding why he was here?

   I don't even understand what happened to him?

   "Eh? Who are you? Why are you here so late?" The nurse asked from the corridor.

  Mo Zhiyun came back to his senses, and gently closed the door to avoid waking up the people in the ward.

  The nurse came over, glanced at the people in the ward, and then looked at her again, "Are you here to visit? It's past the time for visits now, you can come back tomorrow."

  Mo Zhiyun nodded, "Mmm", and when the nurse turned to go back to the nurse's station, he followed up and asked, "What's wrong with this patient? Is it serious?"

  The nurse stopped and looked at her suspiciously, "Aren't you his friend? He doesn't know what's wrong?"

   "I'm his friend, but before he said he was leaving Mocheng, I thought he had already left." Mo Zhiyun explained, "What's wrong with Lu Heyun?"

  If it's just a simple physical weakness, it won't be necessary to prepare a ventilator.

  The nurse still stared at her suspiciously, doubting her identity.

  Mo Zhiyun hesitated, took a deep breath, and said desperately: "I am his ex-wife, and he is my ex-husband."

   "Uh..." The expression on the nurse's face was very rich and exciting for a while.

  It's just that Mo Zhiyun didn't care about it at the moment, and asked again: "Now can you tell me what happened to him?"

  The nurse put away her gossip and angry eyes, thinking of the people in the ward, she couldn't hide her sympathy and said: "Heart failure, the situation is not optimistic."

   "Heart...failure?" Mo Zhiyun suspected for a moment that there was something wrong with his ears. Otherwise, how could he have heard the nurse say that Lu Heyun had heart failure?

  How could he have heart failure?

   "How can the doctor say it can be cured?" I found my voice, a little dry.

   "Waiting for a matching heart donor for a heart transplant." The nurse replied, paused and said in a regretful tone: "I just don't know if he can wait!"

  Mo Zhiyun has had a heart transplant, she knows better than anyone how difficult it is to wait for a suitable heart transplant.

  At the beginning, I was lucky, Mo Qianyue's heart matched her own, and there was no rejection after the transplant operation, but now in Lu Heyun's situation...

   Can we really wait for a suitable donor for heart transplantation?

  Mo Zhiyun turned his head to look at the quiet and empty door of the ward, his eyes gradually filled with sympathy and pity.

  He really has nothing, not even health in the end.

  Mo Zhiyun walked out of the hospital, feeling a chill on his face, raised his hand to touch...

  There are cold water stains on the fingertips, and I look up at the dark night sky with heavy snow falling down, dancing like elves in the dark under the street lamps.

  Those yellowed memories suddenly began to attack her.

  Sweet, happy, sad, painful despair, all related to him.

  She never thought that the first time she loved someone would end like this, and the person she loved would end like this.

  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it looks like it has turned white overnight, and it feels a little more desolate.

  A car stopped in front of him, Cang Ming got out of the car, held up a black umbrella, and hurried towards Mo Zhiyun.

"Miss…"

  Mo Zhiyun looked up at the man holding the umbrella for her, "I didn't give you a holiday, why did you come here?"

   "Seeing that your mobile phone is located near the hospital, I am worried." Cangming replied concisely.

  Mobile phone location is bound with the permission of Mo Zhiyun, in order to determine her location and ensure her safety.

   "I'm fine, let's go back."

  Cang Ming accompanied her to the side of the car holding an umbrella, when he was about to pull the back seat of the car, he heard her say, "I want to take the co-pilot."

  He was stunned for a second, then opened the co-pilot's door.

  Mo Zhiyun got in the car, fastened his seat belt, waited for Cang Ming to get in the car, started the car and shuttled through the middle of the road in this sleepy city.

  She looked sideways at the snow outside the window, which was getting bigger and bigger, slapping on the car window, and then melting a little bit.

   "I met Wen Xingchen tonight."

   Her low voice suddenly sounded in the quiet carriage.

  Cangming glanced sideways at her, but didn't ask anything.

   All she needs is a listener.

   "She was hurt, she was bleeding, she couldn't stop, she begged me to save her."

  Mo Zhiyun looked down at the blood stained sleeves, but still found it dazzling.

   "For a moment, I thought that it would be fine if she just died like that. Even if someone like her died, no one would be sad for her."

   "But I still sent her to the hospital. I didn't ignore the desire to survive in her eyes, and I didn't just watch her die like that in front of me."

  Lu Heyun gave everything because of her, including their marriage and children. If Wen Xingchen died on the roadside on the first day of the new year like this, Lu Heyun's life would be ridiculous and sad.

   "Cangming, am I too weak?" Anyone would not go to save Wen Xingchen.

  Cangming, who had been silent all this time, spoke, and replied concisely and forcefully: "I think Miss is very brave."

  Mo Zhiyun turned his head leaning against the car window, and looked at him with puzzlement in his clear eyes.

  Cang Ming concentrated on driving, looking forward, "It's easy to hate someone, but it takes more courage to forgive someone. Miss, you are not so much saving news and stars, as it is your reverence for life."

  In this world, there is nothing more worthy of awe than life.

  Mo Zhiyun had a faint smile on his lips, "Cangming, you look like a philosopher."

  Cang Ming pulled his lower lip, but did not answer.

  The car was parked downstairs, and Cang Ming went upstairs with her.

  It was already very late, the auntie fell asleep with Jinjin, Mo Zhiyun opened the door, and suddenly turned to Cang Ming, "Can you accompany me for a drink?"

  Cang Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

  To avoid waking up the children, Mo Zhiyun and Cang Ming moved very lightly, sitting on the living room carpet with a glass of wine each.

  Mo Zhiyun drank quietly without talking, and Cang Ming sat beside her to drink with her.

  If she wants to talk, his ears are always open for her.

  Mo Zhiyun didn't say anything, quietly finished drinking a glass of wine, turned his head and said to Cang Ming, "Thank you."

  Too many things happened tonight, but fortunately, I have Cangming by my side, listening to myself talking, drinking, and feeling much better.

  Cangming went back.

  Mo Zhiyun got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, his hair was wet, and water dripped from the tips of his hair onto the bathrobe.

  She was sitting in front of the dressing table. The lotion on the table was used up. She opened the drawer to get an unopened bottle. Out of the corner of her eye, she was attracted by a letter in the drawer.

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  The second update, continue to ask for monthly tickets, monthly tickets, monthly tickets... The third update is at noon.

  (end of this chapter)