want to lie to me to love you again

"Doctor...can you think of another way? His child is still so young, nothing can happen..."

"..." The doctor shook his head helplessly, opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly his eyes softened for a moment, and he looked down at the hospital bed, "Are you awake?"

I saw that Song Zhicheng had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at the ceiling in a daze. He didn't respond when he asked.

Du Sheng tugged on the doctor's sleeve anxiously, wondering how much he had heard.Song Zhicheng can't bear the blow now, in case he gets sad again... But who knows, after Song Zhicheng froze for a while, he asked Du Sheng as if nothing had happened, "Where is Xiaoyou?"

"Ah?" Du Sheng didn't realize who "Xiaoyou" was at first, but then he suddenly realized, and then he smiled a bit reluctantly, "Auntie took it to take a bath, and I'll be here in a while."

"Oh."

After Song Zhicheng responded, he stopped talking to others, his eyes were still open, but without any brilliance, he was completely lifeless, and it was shocking to watch.

Du Sheng slowly sat down by the bed, wanting to say something to him, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he could only watch Song Zhicheng close his eyes again. Not long after, his breathing It evened out again.

"Ah Cheng? Ah Cheng? You... oh..." Du Sheng looked at Song Zhicheng's thinning cheeks, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh. He knew in his heart that if this person continues like this, he will slowly die Slowly heading towards multiple organ failure, not to mention that current medicine can't save him, even the gods descending to earth may be powerless.

No one can save a person who is looking for death.

Fang Zhiyi, where are you?Hurt people like this, pat the ass and disappear, is it the husband's doing?And if you run around like this, if those people find out, wouldn't you have to go in again?I really don't have the energy now...to take care of you.

How to do it?

Now they can only pin their hopes on the little guy.Fortunately, the little guy is born to read people's faces. Seeing that his father doesn't smile all day long and seems to be unhappy all the time, he will nestle in his arms and play tricks, and use his short hands to hold Song Zhicheng's chin , kept kissing him all the time, only kissing him until his face was covered with saliva.

Under such "graciousness", Song Zhicheng could only give a small smile to his face, which was fleeting.But his smile is so distressing, every time at this time, Du Sheng has a feeling of wanting to cry.

"Ah Cheng... the weather is not bad today, do you want to go down there? You haven't gone out for a long time, it's all fresh air, and you're always bored in the ward... the smell is bad..."

Song Zhicheng didn't express any objection to this, he just raised his eyes to look at him, and then moved his eyes elsewhere.Du Sheng only regarded him as acquiescing, and excitedly pushed the fully intelligent wheelchair, intending to help him onto it.

But Song Zhicheng broke free from him suddenly, hugged Xiao Wuyou himself, got up and planned to walk out like this, without even looking at the wheelchair.But he was too weak after all. As soon as he stood up, he felt a little unbearable. He closed his eyes and limply wanted to fall down. His hands became weak for a while, and even a child was almost thrown to the ground.

Fortunately, Du Sheng was very close to him, and reached out to support him and the child in time.

But Song Zhicheng didn't respond at all.

He had already fainted suddenly, and his body kept slipping down like a noodle.Du Sheng couldn't even hug her, so she had to desperately yell for help.

At this moment, the door of the ward suddenly slammed and was pushed open from the outside.A man in full armor with only one pair of eyes exposed ran in from outside.He took the unconscious Song Zhicheng from Du Sheng's arms familiarly, helped him sit back on the bed slowly, and then stretched out his hand to grab him.

But Song Zhicheng's situation was really bad, his face was bloodless, and even his lips were gray.It is reasonable to say that this kind of sudden fainting will wake up after pinching for a while.But Song Zhicheng didn't show any signs of waking up except for his eyeballs rolling slightly under his eyelids, as if he was about to go into shock.Following the movements of the mysterious man, his head fell back feebly, bending his neck into a certain arc, as if it was about to break off in the next second, which made people very frightened.

"What to do... what to do... why hasn't the doctor come yet?" Du Sheng helped the mysterious man support Song Zhicheng's head from behind, lest he really hurt his neck.

The mysterious man was still working hard, he couldn't help but give up when he saw that Song Zhicheng couldn't wake up from pinching someone.

He helped Song Zhicheng to make people lie down on the bed slowly, and then lifted his legs up for him, the movements were very skillful, just like he had done many times before.Du Sheng looked more and more suspicious, and couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

But the mysterious man didn't answer, but pointed his finger at his throat, signaling that he couldn't speak.

It turned out to be a mute...but what does a mute have to do with covering his face?

So he asked again, "Why didn't you take off the cloth on your face? And why did you appear here?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the mysterious man revealed deep sadness in his eyes.Du Sheng felt that those eyes were inexplicably familiar, and they were clearly Fang Zhiyi!

So he stepped forward to take off his cloth suddenly, but couldn't help but take a deep breath.It turned out that this person had a large area of ​​burn marks on his face, which looked horrific. Apart from such serious injuries, he himself was not good-looking.It can be said that apart from those eyes, there is no trace of Fang Zhiyi on his body.

This realization made Du Sheng lower his hand in disappointment.

"you……"

The mysterious man opened his mouth and was about to make gestures with his hands. At this moment, Song Zhicheng on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He was still very weak, and he couldn't even move his fingers, but his gaze was fixed on the mysterious man, causing him to turn around and look at him.

They looked at each other, inexplicably embarrassed.

In the end, it was Du Sheng who separated the two people's eyes. He knelt down and supported Song Zhicheng's shoulders, and said as softly as possible, "You finally woke up...how do you feel? Are you feeling better? I'm sorry, I shouldn't... "

Song Zhicheng was still taciturn, even his expression didn't change.

"Ah Cheng? You... don't you like strangers... just now he saved you, let's invite him out later, shall we?"

Upon hearing this, the stranger immediately gestured emotionally.Du Sheng didn't understand, he looked confused and kept asking "what do you want to express".

Seeing that the stranger was sweating more and more, he finally seemed to understand a little bit, so he asked tentatively, "Do you want to stay?"