want to lie to me to love you again

yeah what am i doingFang Zhiyi stared blankly at the doctors rushing in, giving Song Zhicheng a new round of electric shocks on the bed, wishing he could go up and replace him with his own body.

He is in pain!Didn't you see it?He is in pain!Stop it... stop it!Fang Zhiyi watched for a long time, then suddenly got up from the ground, frantically stepped forward and pulled the doctor's clothes and sleeves, trying to make them stop.The doctor who was resuscitating was disturbed by this, so he couldn't help but pause for a moment, and then the curve on the ECG monitor faintly tended to straighten again.

"Not good! Come again! Don't stop!"

"Doctor Feng! We can't stand it anymore!"

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song! Think about your child! You already have a three-month-old child in your belly! He is well-developed and well-behaved. Don't you want to take another look at him?"

Child... These two words, like a drop of nectar, made Fang Zhiyi's chaotic brain instantly clear. He let go of his hand and stepped back in a daze, feeling that all the voices were far away from him.He has only one thought now, and that is the child... The child cannot be shed...

Do you really want Song Zhicheng to die in peace?

no...sorry...sorry...

"Fang Zhiyi, what did you want to do just now? Extubation?"

"..."

"Fang Zhiyi! You fucking turn around and look at me!" Du Sheng grabbed Fang Zhiyi's hand and asked him to change direction, "Say it! Fang Zhiyi! Are you stupid? Did you just think What are you doing?!"

"..."

"Why do you always do this? Easily make decisions for others. You think he is in pain and want to free him, but have you asked him if he wants to live?"

"He doesn't want to live... otherwise, he wouldn't have smiled like that before the car accident." When Fang Zhiyi received the video from the executive director, he felt his heart was about to break.How far did I push this person?He would... Even though he saw it in the video, Fang Zhiyi felt that he was smiling at him, that he was taking revenge on him, for his unfeeling, and even more for his "not loving".

Now he loves it, but he refuses to believe it anyway.

"Fang, you know in your heart that he always wanted to live, but his depression made him involuntary. And you? You just take it for granted. You can't do anything, you are cowardly and incompetent, so you want to use this method to escape .Fang, in the final analysis, you are only for yourself."

"I really regret that I shouldn't have believed your nonsense at the beginning."

"I'm a coward...you're right...because I couldn't face him, I always wanted to escape...even those three years... I have been avoiding the fact that I have fallen in love with him. If I had faced my heart earlier, all this might not have happened."

"The rescue was successful, and the patient's heartbeat resumed again. However, the speed of his systemic organ failure accelerated again. If this continues, he may not last long, let alone a child who is constantly plundering nutrients in his stomach. Therefore, Mr. Fang, what we mean is that you have to have a second dream tonight, this time we can move the time point back a bit, skip the part that makes him painful and go directly to the topic."

"What do you mean? Do you mean, doctor, after the surname Fang went in this time, the location is no longer at the door of the operating room?"

"Yes, because we found that step by step is too slow. After the whole treatment process, it takes several courses. The patient's body is extremely weak now, and he may die at any time, and he can't wait for that long."

"Back to which... time point?" Fang Zhiyi vaguely had a bad premonition in his heart, and he dared not say it, fearing that his premonition would come true.

But Dr. Feng really didn't leave any illusions to himself, "Back when you formally confirmed your relationship and fell in love, you were deeply affectionate at that time, and you also found out that you had a child. The patient once thought that you would be like this." To live in peace, he is willing to let go of the shackles and live a good life with you. But unexpectedly, he discovered a shocking secret. A series of blows finally made him..."

"Don't say it anymore...I beg you, don't say it anymore..." Every word the doctor said was like a sharp knife, piercing Fang Zhiyi's heart once Again, in the end, until he was riddled with holes, didn't let him go.

But, compared with the knife he stabbed into Song Zhicheng's body, what is this pain?So, he heard his angry voice, "Okay...please hurry up...I don't want him to endure any more pain."

"Mr. Fang," the doctor gave him a surprised look, "won't you stay with the patient for a few more hours and talk to him? Perhaps this can also stimulate his brain waves."

"Doctor Feng, since you have investigated the past between this surname Fang and Ah Cheng clearly, then you should also know that this surname Fang not only can't stimulate Ah Cheng to wake him up, but on the contrary makes Ah Cheng even worse. death will."

"The first course of treatment also proved to be effective, didn't it?"

"..." Dr. Feng's words made Du Sheng speechless.He finally nodded and went to the back.And Fang Zhiyi walked forward slowly, leaned over slightly, and hugged Song Zhicheng from the air.When he stood up, a tear fell, which happened to fall on Song Zhicheng's hand.

"Acheng, I'm sorry, I was wrong. You should live and live with our children. Damn me... When things are over, I..." These words, Fang Zhiyi didn't say it out, but kept repeating it in his heart.At this moment, he secretly made some decisions, this decision was not about Song Zhicheng, but about himself.

He thought to himself, in this way, you, Du Sheng, will no longer be able to say that I decide other people's life and death, because this time, I decide my own life and death.

After Fang Zhiyi said goodbye to Song Zhicheng, he climbed onto the "Dream Spirit" instrument again. This time, he lay down peacefully and closed his eyes.

He felt the doctor busy around him, whispering something from time to time, and then, the cold electrodes were attached to his head, and he knew that he was once again connected with Song Zhicheng's brainwaves.

Unlike the last time, he didn't feel Song Zhicheng's resistance, which meant that his sea of ​​consciousness should be calm and dreaming a sweet dream.

Fang Zhiyi knew that this was where he was about to go, a dream he personally wove for Song Zhicheng.Once again accompanied by dizzying, he also fell asleep again.