Are you sure you want to divorce me?

After another week like this, Han Yufeng's fever finally subsided completely, which made everyone feel relieved.

One of them didn't recede until after more than ten days of burning, which made Wen Wenyao almost feel that his whole body was about to melt away.Fortunately, Han Yufeng survived again, but he was still very weak, sleeping most of the day.

When Wen Wenyao fell asleep, he usually took the time to wipe his body, and then changed into dry clothes to make him more comfortable.Otherwise, he often falls asleep inexplicably these days, and he will break out in a lot of cold sweat.

On this day, Han Yufeng felt much better. He was sitting on the hospital bed, surrounded by doctors, who examined him.But beside him, there is always a place for Wen Wenyao.

This young master was never idle, and while the doctors were checking up, he secretly did some tricks, which often made Han Yufeng laugh, and his ears turned red slightly.He couldn't help but secretly gave Wen Wenyao a sneaky look, signaling him to restrain himself, but Wen Wenyao not only didn't, but intensified it. In the end, he even bit Han Yufeng's face and licked his earlobe.

Han Yufeng: "..."

He had no choice but to say, "Okay, stop making trouble. You can see that Dr. Ryan's face is dark."

Dr. Lane: "..." People are tough.

"I just like to make trouble. Did you know on the first day? By the way, my dear, are you interested... Forget it, it's not urgent. I'll talk about it after I find a professional master."

"..." Han Yufeng was confused, "What's wrong? Master?"

"Oh, that's right. As for you, you haven't gotten out of bed for several months. Although I have protected your calves very well, they are still atrophied to varying degrees. Dr. Ryan said that he is afraid that when you get out of bed and walk, there will be It is an obstacle, so I suggest that I hire a master. But you also know that these foreigners are tall and powerful, and their hands are strong. I am afraid that during the massage, your legs will be accidentally broken."

Han Yufeng: "..."

Dr. Lane: "..."

"So, what I mean is, let me learn the art from the master first, and then give you a massage myself after I have learned it. What do you think? My dear."

"it is good."

"Then it's settled!"

"..." Han Yufeng was thinking silently at this time, just don't let the gun go off by then.

"The examination is complete." This is, Dr. Ryan, who has been serving as the background board, suddenly made a sound, which startled the two of them.

"Checked? How is it? No big problem?"

"Overall, the recovery is quite fast. Will there be any shortness of breath recently?" The last sentence was asked to Han Yufeng.

"a bit less."

"Specifically? How many times a day?"

"Twice, after waking up, and after falling asleep."

"Will you be suffocated?"

"..." Han Yufeng hesitated for a while, then replied softly, "Yes."

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Wenyao yelled, "What?! There is such a thing? Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's no big deal, it will be fine in a while. It won't help to wake you up, it's rare to sleep so soundly."

"Hey, Ah Feng, am I useless? You didn't even notice when you woke up in the middle of the night."

"Don't say such things in the future. Let's all stop talking." Han Yufeng's face was dark, and he seemed unhappy.

Wen Wenyao knew right away that he said something he didn't want to hear again, so he quickly smiled and said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this. Then you have to promise me that if you feel uncomfortable in the future, don't bear it alone. You don't want to Think, if I found out, how distressed I would be."

"Well, I see." It's just that sometimes, habits are not so easy to break, Han Yufeng is, and Wen Wenyao is also, so they still have a place to adjust.

"Come out with me."

"Call me?" Wen Wenyao pointed at himself, and looked at Dr. Ryan in a daze, "Yes, our plan has changed, and we need to confirm some details with you."

"..." Wen Wenyao was about to get up subconsciously, and walked out of the ward with Dr. Ryan, but suddenly remembered the conversation between him and Han Yufeng just now, so he stopped abruptly.

"Doctor, just say it here."

"..." Dr. Ryan glanced at Wen Wenyao in embarrassment, and finally sighed, "The result of our meeting two days ago is that we may not need to change our minds."

"What change of heart?"

"..." Wen Wenyao suddenly remembered that he hadn't told Han Yufeng about waiting for Xinyuan, so he explained the situation to him concisely.Han Yufeng nodded, indicating that he understood, without too much expression on his face.

"Doctor, what do you mean you don't need to change your heart? Could it be that Ah Feng's heart problem is actually not that serious and can't reach that point?"

"This...serious, is it serious? After all, it is also a time bomb. However, from the previous test report, we found that his body is not strong enough to support the entire operation. In other words, he There is quite a chance that you will not be able to get off the operating table. Even so, do you choose surgery?"

"..." Dr. Wen Wenyaobei was stunned by these words, and opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.His hand unconsciously clenched Han Yufeng tightly.Han Yufeng frowned several times in pain, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he held Wen Wenyao's hand and asked calmly, "How many years can I live without surgery?"

"Maybe months, maybe decades. It's said to be a time bomb, maybe when..."

"You can't wake up, right?"

"..."

"I never imagined that I, Han Yufeng, would face such a threat one day. Ahem..."

"Afeng!" Wen Wenyao quickly smoothed his chest skillfully with the other hand, took another glass of water, and slowly fed it to him.

"feelling better?"

"Yeah." Han Yufeng saw that Wen Wenyao's hand holding the water glass was trembling slightly, sighed, and raised his hand slowly along his back, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

"I... I'm not afraid... Anyway, you promised me that you will accompany me until I am seventy or eighty. You will definitely not lie to me, will you?"

"Yes, I won't lie to you. So can your hands stop shaking?"

"I didn't tremble...well, I admit, I was a little scared. So, doctor, you mean, no matter which way we choose, there is a half-chance that it will be a dead end."

"Not half the chance."

"That's..." Wen Wenyao had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Wen, you guessed it, didn't you? If you do surgery, the success rate is about 30%. If you don't do surgery, the survival rate is also... Oh, no, you can't say that. After all, it's really uncertain one thing."