Rebirth depends on you without discussing

However, thinking of his own body, Qi Zhongxuan hesitated again.

"Chuan'er..."

Zuo Chuan was stunned, the noisy airport suddenly became quiet, the quiet Zuo Chuan could hear his own heartbeat...

The long-lost address, the long-lost tone, made Zuo Chuan stand in the same place in a daze, looking up at Qi Zhongxuan, his clear eyes gradually became moist and condensed...

Qi Zhongxuan didn't know what was wrong with him. The word Chuan'er seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind. Under such a state of mind, Qi Zhongxuan just blurted out instinctively.

Seeing Zuo Chuan's lost face for a moment, Qi Zhongxuan frowned: "What's wrong, did I say something wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, it's you. Why do you call me that?" Zuo Chuan pursed his lips, his heart beating wildly because of those two words, full of anticipation, but also worried.

"Let's go, go back first, we'll go to the mall tomorrow."

Qi Zhongxuan looked at Zuo Chuan, and his doubts became more and more serious. It was just a casual address that caused Zuo Chuan to have such a big reaction. Could it be that there is really any grievance between them.

It's just, why don't I have any impression at all.

The more Qi Zhongxuan thought about it, the more puzzled he became, his head throbbed in pain, as if it was about to explode, and even his vision became blurred.

"Master Sun?" Ah Chao sat in the driver's seat and started the car when he saw two people getting into the car: "Back to school?"

"Don't go back yet." Qi Zhongxuan turned his gaze to Zuo Chuan: "Aren't you tired? If you're not tired, accompany me to a place."

"Not tired."

Qi Zhongxuan's expression was very solemn, as if he was asking about something serious, Zuo Chuan couldn't help becoming nervous: "Where are you going?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered that my headache medicine is gone, so go get some more."

As soon as Qi Zhongxuan said that the medicine was gone, Zuo Chuan immediately became nervous.

"Zuo Chuan, you, do you want me to have this operation?" Qi Zhongxuan said with hesitation, something that even his own parents were not sure about, and he suddenly wanted to hear Zuo Chuan's opinion.

"You mean the blood clot on your head?" Seeing Qi Zhongxuan nodding, Zuo Chuan asked, "If you don't do it, will it be absorbed by yourself?"

Qi Zhongxuan laughed immediately: "If he could absorb it by himself, he would have absorbed it all these years ago. You, you are thinking of something good."

Zuo Chuan smiled mischievously, he also knew it was impossible, but the blood clot in his head was no different from other places, as long as there was a slight difference, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Actually, I still want to give it a try, just in case it succeeds."

Qi Zhongxuan doesn't like to leave his fate to the heavens to decide. The blood clots on his head have obviously oppressed the blood vessels and nerves in recent years.

Otherwise, there will be no headache or dizziness.

If it is severe, it may cause numbness or even paralysis of the limbs.

Either way, it was an unacceptable ending for Qi Zhongxuan.

Many times, Qi Zhongxuan would rather pass by himself at once than end up with inflexible limbs.

"Zhongxuan!" Zuo Chuan suddenly said, with a trace of panic and loss,

Zuo Chuan still remembered that Qi Zhongxuan told himself what the success rate of the operation was, Zuo Chuan didn't dare to bet on the [-]% hope.

To be more selfish, Zuo Chuan only wants Qi Zhongxuan to live.