Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Lu's mother didn't like this atmosphere very much. After experiencing the death of her husband and son, she no longer liked coming to the hospital.

Now I have to come here because of Lu Zhuohan.

She sat for a while, then stood up and prepared to leave.

When leaving, I met Lu Zhuohan.

Lu Zhuohan pulled her to a deserted place, his expression filled with anticipation. "Mom, you came here so suddenly. Is there good news? Is his illness curable?"

Staring at Lu Zhuohan's expectant eyes, Lu's mother finally realized that Xu Muzhe had deliberately sent Lu Zhuohan away.

He probably guessed that the surgery was possible, but he just didn't want Lu Zhuohan to know.

As long as Lu Zhuohan knew there was a glimmer of hope, he would never let Xu Muzhe give up easily.

Mother Lu's expression became complicated.

She did underestimate Xu Muzhe's love for Lu Zhuohan.

In order to let Lu Zhuohan leave with peace of mind, he even gave up his last chance.

"Mom, why aren't you talking?"

Mother Lu came back to her senses and slowly shook her head. "No, I just wanted to come see you and ask him to hold on a little longer. I'm already trying to find an expert in this field."

Since she had promised Xu Muzhe, she would not go back on her word easily.

The light in Lu Zhuohan's eyes instantly disappeared, and he muttered absentmindedly, "Am I really just going to watch him die?"

"Xiaohan." Mother Lu held Lu Zhuohan's hand and comforted him softly, "Actually, Xu Muzhe's physical condition is no longer suitable for surgery. If he is forced to undergo surgery, he might die on the operating table."

"But I just want him to live."

"I know, Mom understands." Mother Lu stroked the side of Lu Zhuohan's face. "Instead of making Xu Muzhe suffer, it's better to spend this time with him. The doctor said that if the condition is good, he can live beyond this year."

Lu Zhuohan was still a little unwilling, "Is there really no other way?"

Mother Lu shook her head cruelly.

"I understand." Lu Zhuohan said this and went back to the ward to accompany Xu Muzhe.

Before entering the ward, Lu Zhuohan wiped the tears from his face with his hands, forced a fairly nice smile, and walked through the door.

"Azhe, I saw some beautiful flowers downstairs and wanted to pick them for you, but I couldn't."

Lu Zhuohan sat down in front of the bed and gently touched Xu Muzhe's thin face. "So when you feel better, let's go downstairs for a walk."

Xu Muzhe smiled and said, "Okay."

But such an agreement could never be fulfilled.

Xu Muzhe's health was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't even eat. He was always drowsy and rarely awake.

Lu Zhuohan stayed by the bed and watched over him. Looking at Xu Muzhe, whose body was full of tubes, he couldn't help but shed tears even though his eyes were already swollen from crying.

Too cruel.

He had to watch his love wither away bit by bit, and he could do nothing.

Lu Zhuohan could feel that Xu Muzhe didn’t have long to live, maybe next week, maybe tomorrow.

Or maybe in the next second, Xu Muzhe's breathing would stop.

Lu Zhuohan didn't dare to think about it at all. He looked at the ECG monitor from time to time, fearing that Xu Muchhe would leave.

Lu Zhuohan thought Xu Muzhe would not wake up today. When he was staring at the ECG monitor in confusion and helplessness, he suddenly heard a cough.

He turned his head suddenly and saw Xu Muzhe opened his eyes slightly. He finally smiled.

"Azhe, you're finally awake." Lu Zhuohan said with both heartache and fear: "I'm so worried about you. Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll go call a doctor..."

Lu Zhuohan paused, his eyes becoming sad.

He couldn't call a doctor.

He couldn't even take good care of Xu Muzhe in his last days.

Xu Muzhe noticed the disappointment on Lu Zhuohan's face, raised his hand, and motioned Lu Zhuohan to hold his hand.

Seeing this, Lu Zhuohan stretched out his hands and held them.

"How long have I slept?" Xu Muzhe said in a hoarse voice.

"You slept for two days this time."

Xu Muzhe pursed his cracked lips, thinking that the time was almost up and he would leave this world today.

Lu Zhuohan's blackening value is only 1% left, and he just needs to make a final effort.

"System, please reduce my pain as much as possible and let me wake up a little." Xu Muzhe said reluctantly, "I have to say goodbye to Xiao Zhi in this world."

[But there's still 1% of your Darkness remaining. Are you sure you want to die today?]

"I can't delay any longer. Xiao Zhi doesn't have time anymore."

At this point, the system can only trust Xu Muzhe.

After about two minutes, Xu Muzhe felt much more relaxed and less painful.

He sat up, and under Lu Zhuohan's shocked gaze, he said gently, "Xiaohan, come walk down with me."

Lu Zhuohan stared at his face, speechless for a moment.

"What's wrong? Don't you want to go down?"

Lu Zhuohan quickly shook his head, his eyes and eyebrows showing joy.

"Azhe, do you feel much better now? Are you almost well?"

If your health is not that bad, you may have a chance to have surgery.

Xu Muzhe did not answer, but repeated what he had just said.

"Come walk down with me."

Lu Zhuohan was so overwhelmed with joy that he didn't think too much and quickly helped him put on his shoes.

"Okay, let's go shopping."

Xu Muzhe was suddenly able to walk out of the ward, and the nurses passing by looked at him in surprise.

A nurse came over and held Xu Muzhe's arm.

"Do you want to get off? Do you want me to help you?"

"No need." Xu Muzhe waved at her, "I can do it myself."

The nurse tried to persuade him a few times, but seeing that Xu Muzhe was determined to go alone, she stopped forcing him.

"Where are the flowers?" Xu Muzhe asked Lu Zhuohan.

Lu Zhuohan happily pointed him in a direction, "Where is it? I'll take you there."

"Okay." Xu Muzhe's eyes curved.

There was a bench next to the flowers. A man and a ghost sat down on it. Lu Zhuohan leaned on Xu Muzhe's shoulder, with the corners of his mouth always raised.

"Azhe, hold on a little longer. We'll soon find a doctor to perform surgery on you. You look very well now, so the surgery will definitely be successful."

Xu Muzhe listened to him and took out the ring from his pocket.

Lu Zhuohan looked down and saw the ring that Xu Muzhe had used when he proposed to him.

"You can't wear it?" Xu Muzhe looked a little regretful. "It doesn't matter. I'll let Auntie keep it for you. Whenever you miss me, just look at this ring."

Lu Zhuohan's pupils shrank, and his smile froze as he asked, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Xiao Han, I have to go." Xu Muzhe looked at him affectionately, "I can't stay with you any longer."

Lu Zhuohan panicked and tried to avoid his sight.

"How is that possible? You look much better now. How could you not be able to accompany me?"

Xu Muzhe was about to speak when he suddenly coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.