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At night, Shen Jiayi made sure that the person next to his pillow was asleep, and by the soft light in the room, he stared at the person lying in the crescent of his neck, with a bit of reluctance on that delicate little face.

Shen Jiayi knew that after Tang Jingshu was kidnapped by Shen Jiaming, he was afraid of the dark, so he asked the housekeeper to light up every corner of the house.

He can only do these trivial things for Tang Jingshu.

Shen Jiayi felt a little uncomfortable with the stomachache, and slowly supported the bed with his elbows to sit upright, not daring to wake up the people around him, so he could only lightly lift the quilt and get out of the bed, and walked out the door of the room.

Tang Jingshu on the other side of the deep darkness slowly opened his eyes, looked at the thin back with the light, and left his sight.

Now his mind is full of memories of Shen Jiaming, the phrase "I have a secret, do you want to hear it..." has been lingering in his ears.

Tang Jingshu turned over, and suddenly remembered that at the annual meeting last year, Shen Jiaming went to Lin Moyan's cemetery at night without knowing why, and made a big fuss all night, and kidnapped himself, the change of personality was too strange.

Suddenly, a word "split personality disorder" came to mind, and this sick word kept circling in my mind, as if to put an end to all my conjectures and mysteries.

He gently lifted the quilt, put on his slippers and left the room.

Tang Jingshu wanted to confirm the thoughts in his mind, but at the same time, he was afraid like his own conjecture.

The corridor was too quiet, and the slippers made a soft "da da" sound. When he reached the third room at the corner, Tang Jingshu stopped, poked out a furry head, and watched Shen Jiayi curl up on the bed in pain. into a ball.

"Shen...Shen Jiaming, are you okay?" Tang Jingshu looked at Shen Jiayi's pale face, his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and when he touched it with his hands, his forehead was hot.

Shen Jiayi only felt that his head was in a daze, his whole body was aching and uncomfortable, a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes squinted a line, and said in a weak voice: "Xiao Shu, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"Let's go to the hospital..." Tang Jingshu panicked, picked him up from the bed and laid him in his arms, hoping to feel better.

Although he usually hated Shen Jiayi to death, he really couldn't ignore the person in front of him.

Shen Jiayi shook his heavy head, supported the bed with the other elbow, and slowly used his strength to leave Tang Jingshu's arms. After a few seconds, Shen Jiayi gasped in pain.

"Xiaoshu, I'm fine." Shen Jiayi was afraid of scaring Tang Jingshu, took a deep breath, looked at the person in front of him and laughed dryly.

Tang Jingshu's eyes were reddish, he held back the tears rolling in his eyes, and turned his gaze to the bloodstain on Shen Jiayi's collar.

He guessed that Shen Jiaming was seriously ill, and it was very serious.

"We... go to the hospital." Tang Jingshu sniffed his nose to prevent the runny nose from flowing out, and spoke softly with an unsteady tone.

Shen Jiayi may have had the effect of the medicine, and the cramping was so painful just now, it subconsciously eased.

"Xiaoshu, I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital." Shen Jiayi's broken hair was drenched and pressed tightly against his forehead, looking a little obedient and sickly under the soft light.

Tang Jingshu nodded, looking at the sickly appearance in front of him, his heart felt as if it had been sliced ​​into petals by a knife.

Seeing Shen Jiayi's ghostly appearance, he should be very happy in his heart, but he couldn't be happy no matter what.

Shen Jiayi may be in a daze because of the burning. When Tang Jingshu helped him cover the quilt, the other hand with a hot temperature grabbed Tang Jingshu's right hand, looked at the person in front of him with warm eyes, and said sorry, sorry, sorry... …

Speechless, I don’t know how many times I’m sorry…

He didn't know if he was apologizing for what Shen Jiaming did to Tang Jingshu, or for himself?

Can't tell.

I can't tell the difference, and I can't figure out the source of it.

At the moment when the pain was so painful that he almost fainted, his mind was full of wanting to live, wanting to live.

He was willing to leave Tang Jingshu, thinking that there would be no Tang Jingshu in the world after death.

He was terrified, and his heart ached, a pain a hundred and a thousand times worse than stomach cancer.

Listening to Shen Jiayi saying sorry over and over again, Tang Jingshu took a thermometer and measured 38.5 degrees on his forehead, covered him with a quilt and went downstairs to get ice cubes, waking up the housekeeper.

"Mr. Tang, what can I do for you?" The butler was old and his legs were not flexible enough, so he slept on the first floor. When he heard movement outside, he put on a dress and came out to see that it was Tang Jingshu.

Tang Jingshu half opened the refrigerator, smiled slightly and said, "He's not feeling well, take something."

The housekeeper was old, Tang Jingshu didn't want the housekeeper to know that he was worried, so he avoided the most serious and talked about it.

The butler didn't know that Shen Jiaming had a physical problem. Shen Jiaming's parents had traveled around the world. He made several phone calls, but no one answered them. Finally, he sent an email to Shen's father. He didn't reply for half a month, and he didn't feel anxious. Yes, I have persuaded Shen Jiaming many times to go for a physical examination, but he was perfunctory on the surface and did not implement it in the end.

Ever since Shen's father handed over the group company to Shen Jiaming, he and Shen's mother traveled around the world and often couldn't contact anyone for a month or two.

Tang Jingshu looked at the butler and nodded, turned and left, reached out and took a few bags of ice packs back to the room to cool down Shen Jiayi.

Shen Jiayi's eyes were closed tightly, and the brows were wrinkled into a "river". A good-looking face is now thin and skinny, with prominent cheekbones, but it is still good-looking, and at the same time it gives people a sickly messy beauty.

Tang Jingshu stretched out his hand and gently brushed away the drenched hair on his forehead. His movements were gentle and gentle. At the same time, he took off Shen Jiayi's drenched pajamas. His upper body was obviously thin, and his hands had obvious pinholes. .

At this moment, the warm tears in Tang Jingshu's eyes finally couldn't help dripping down. The tears were like big beans, dripping down on Shen Jiayi's belly one by one.

He hated Shen Jiaming, but he still couldn't bear the slightest injury to the person in front of him.

At four o'clock, Shen Jiayi's fever subsided. Tang Jingshu went into the bathroom to wash his face. While looking for a towel under the sink, he accidentally touched the mechanism. A chewing gum bottle, with the lid opened contains medicine.

It can be proved that "Shen Jiaming" is an extremely cautious person.

Tang Jingshu suddenly felt that there were many unsolved mysteries in his heart. He wanted to go to the basement again to have a look, but Shen Jiayi had already changed the password, so he could only return to the original way in the end.

Tang Jingshu lay on the bed thinking about a lot of things, thinking about a lot of things with "Shen Jiaming", and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day, the morning light from outside the window shone in through the gaps in the curtains. Shen Jiayi turned sideways and looked closely at the fair and clean little face in front of him. Carefully touch your rosy lips.

Tang Jingshu suddenly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other.

The air was diffused, and the ambiguity spread throughout the space. However, the illusion of staying in a beautiful moment at this moment was broken by Tang Jingshu, who gently pushed Shen Jiayi away and got out of bed. At the same time, the earlobe suddenly turned red.

The moment Tang Jingshu pushed him away, Shen Jiayi had a trace of sadness in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared without a trace.

"The surgery is scheduled ahead of time, and the flight is at [-] o'clock this afternoon." Shen Jiayi sent an email to the United States yesterday, and the schedule is ahead of schedule. His body is getting worse day by day. If it is not for regular anti-cancer injections every day, he may not be able to last. now.

As the saying goes, a doctor cannot heal himself. He can heal Tang Jingshu's leg, but he cannot heal himself.

Tang Jingshu didn't respond, but asked: "Shen Jiaming, is there something you're hiding from me?" He raised his head half sideways and looked at Shen Jiayi, took a deep breath, and spoke with a bit of nervousness.

Shen Jiayi's eyes dodged, the other hand clenched his fist and then let go, he was struggling in his heart, "No."

Just two words, like a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties, lifted from the throat to the mouth little by little.

Tang Jingshu said in his heart: Tang Jingshu!Tang Jingshu, you really overestimated your position in Shen Jiaming's heart...

Tang Jingshu laughed at himself, squeezed out a smile uglier than crying, and said softly, "Okay."

"Little book, little book, little book..."

At around 03:30 in the morning, the traffic finally cleared and the traffic returned to normal. Gu Yuchen rushed to Shen's house, but the door was locked when he wanted to go in. He could only call Tang Jingshu's name over and over again outside the door.

Gu Yuchen received a call from Ling Xiao last night saying that Tang Jingshu was fine, but he was still worried that he would not see Tang Jingshu standing in front of him with no injuries.

His heart was always hanging, unable to settle down.

He was so scared that Tang Jingshu ended up walking into a dead end like Lin Moyan.

Hearing Gu Yuchen's voice, Tang Jingshu walked to the window and opened half of the curtains to see the butler walking towards the door.

Shen Jiayi glanced at the person standing outside the window, his eyes were gloomy and cold, and his voice was also a little cold: "Xiaoshu, accompany me downstairs for breakfast."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Jiayi pulled Tang Jingshu's arm with a little more strength, and walked out of the room. Suddenly Tang Jingshu threw away that hand vigorously, and Shen Jiayi staggered and fell to the ground.

Shen Jiayi's body relies on infusion of nutrient solution to maintain its physical strength. He had a fever last night and consumed a lot of physical strength. He usually vomits after eating, vomits after eating, vomits and eats again. Shen Jiayi has been living like this during this time state.

Tang Jingshu quickly went to help Shen Jiayi get up, but accidentally pressed on the right side of the other's thigh. The light blue pajama pants and blood stains merged into one, and the whole air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Shen Jiayi didn't want Tang Jingshu to see the blood on the pajama pants on the right, so he blocked it with his hand, and threw Tang Jingshu away with the other hand, and got up from the ground in embarrassment.

He really didn't want Tang Jingshu to see the embarrassment just now, but Nai He could see it clearly.

The voices of Gu Yuchen and the housekeeper came from the window, and Shen Jiayi felt a little restless, and said with a little restlessness in his words: "Go out."

"You can go out, wait for me to bandage your wound." As soon as the voice finished, Tang Jingshu even forgot to put on his shoes, and trotted out with bare feet. The moment he went out, there was a sound of closing the door.

For this pain, Shen Jiayi was nothing at all, could it be compared to Tang Jingshu who was about to lose?

Shen Jiayi bandaged up and changed into a set of home clothes, went into the cabinet under the washstand in the bathroom, opened the secret compartment and found that the medicine inside had been tampered with, and Shen Jiayi didn't need to know that it was Tang Jingshu.

He took out the medicine in bottles of different colors, poured it into his palm and swallowed it in one breath, the bitterness was hard to swallow.

These medicines are to suppress the proliferation of cancer cells in the body. After taking the medicine, he washed his face, looked up at himself in the mirror, his face was covered with water, and his face was covered with a haggard face. He couldn't help but chuckle.

"Shen Jiaming, you created me, why don't you let me live a good life?" There are layers of light yellow and white eyes around the pupils of the mirror's own eyes, showing a sickness.

Suddenly, it was as if there was a blender in his stomach, stirring up the acidic water in his stomach, Shen Jiayi was so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to spit out the acidic water in his stomach, but now his stomach was completely vomited out, accompanied by anemia, his eyes were blurred .

Shen Jiayi shook his dizzy head, then straightened his appearance, went out of the room and went downstairs, but saw Tang Jingshu and Gu Yuchen talking about something, maybe because of jealousy, he yelled Tang Jingshu loudly, which attracted Gu Yuchen Furious, he was stopped by Tang Jingshu just in time to prevent a bloody scene from happening.

But now Shen Jiayi killed a chicken, it was even more difficult to kill.

When Tang Jingshu came back, Shen Jiayi started to move his chopsticks. After a few mouthfuls, he lost his appetite. At this time, Tang Jingshu also noticed Shen Jiayi's state.

"I promise you, go to the United States." Tang Jingshu put down his chopsticks and continued in a calm tone, "You must promise me to have a comprehensive physical examination."

Shen Jiayi's physical condition is such that a fool can see what's going on. Even if Tang Jingshu doesn't want to see Shen Jiaming anymore, no matter how much he hates Shen Jiaming, he really can't let his illness go away.

"You can't refuse."

Tang Jingshu sneered: "I threaten you with my life, are you willing to agree?"

He can only gamble once, betting on his weight in "Shen Jiaming's" mind.

"Okay, I promise you."

This time, Tang Jingshu won the bet.

In order not to delay the flight, Shen Jiayi had no choice but to go to the United States for an examination, and the air pressure in the plane caused Shen Jiayi to faint with a high fever and was in the hospital when he woke up.

Chapter 38 He was so sick that he was dying.

When Shen Jiaming woke up, he found himself lying in a strange place. The whole room was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. There was a monitor on the right side, with an IV in his right hand. He wanted to lift his right hand to remove the breathing tube covering his mouth. , the whole hand was cold, and I couldn't use any strength.

As soon as Shen Jiaming smelled the hospital's disinfectant water, his stomach felt uncomfortable, and something rushed up from his throat. He quickly pulled out the needle in his right hand, got up from the bed, fell on his heel a few times, and ran to the hospital regardless of the pain. In the bathroom, there was a retch.

He vomited until his body collapsed, he vomited until he had no strength to sit on the cold floor, looked at the white wall in front of him and smiled with empty eyes.

There is a bit of desolation in the laughter...

Tang Jingshu just walked from the doctor's office, his head seemed to be covered with a thick layer of serosa, and he couldn't start the machine normally.

The words "He's so sick that he's dying..." are like a spell in his mind that can't get out.

The hospital corridor was deserted, and there were only two nurses on duty at the nurse station. Tang Jingshu walked to the corner of the corridor, sat down on the bench, and burst into emotion.

The body is bent over, the elbows of both hands support the thighs, the palms cover the entire small face, and the warm tears from the eyes flow down the palms to the elbows.

He didn't know how to face "Shen Jiaming". The doctor told him that if Shen Jiaming could survive with chemotherapy, he could live for at most three months without chemotherapy.

The cancer cells in Shen Jiaming's body spread too fast, and his immune system also declined drastically.

Tang Jingshu asked himself over and over again what to do?

There is still no answer in my heart.

Tang Jingshu rubbed his fair little face with his hands a few times, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions and put on his usual calm face, got up from the bench and returned to the ward to find that the person lying on the bed was gone.

"Shen, Shen, Shen Jiaming...wake up...wake up..."

Tang Jingshu couldn't find Shen Jiaming anywhere, went to the bathroom and looked down, there were bloodstains everywhere on the floor.

Tang Jingshu looked at the white and yellow intersecting marble floor covered with blood, and the fruit knife was thrown on the ground. Shen Jiaming's face was pale, especially his lips were lifeless and frighteningly pale. There was a long bloodstain on his right wrist, and the blood slowly flowed from the veins. flow out.

Tang Jingshu was so frightened that even his breath trembled, his whole body trembled violently, he staggered to Shen Jiaming's side, and hugged him tightly.

Shen Jiaming's weight was too light, he lifted him up and out of the ward without any effort, and he desperately called for nurses and doctors regardless of whether other patients would be woken up at what time in the morning.

He knew that he was going to compete with the god of death for time, and wanted to drag Shen Jiaming back from the edge of the god of death, so he could only race against time and call for doctors and nurses over and over again.

At that moment, Tang Jingshu was too afraid that "Shen Jiaming" would completely disappear from this world, even though he hated "Shen Jiaming" for ruining his life, he never thought of letting Shen Jiaming die.

The nurse on duty at the nurse station on duty heard the sound and ran over quickly. Another nurse came over pushing a gurney. Tang Jingshu watched Shen Jiaming being pushed into the operating room, feeling restless.

The door of the operation was deserted and deserted, so deserted that it made one's hair stand on end. Once inside, it was like walking through the gate of hell. Tang Jingshu leaned gently against the white wall, clenched his hands, and stared intently at the brightly lit operating room [-] Character.

Tang Jingshu prayed to God over and over again in his heart to save Shen Jiaming. At the moment when Shen Jiaming was dying, all the love and hatred disappeared at that moment.

He only wants Shen Jiaming to be well, even if he has never thought of himself in his heart, he also wants Shen Jiaming to stand in front of him alive and well, instead of lying sickly on the bed, this is not because he knows Shen Jiaming.

He knows that "Shen Jiaming" is vigorous and decisive in business, and his life is sometimes like a child, acting like a baby to watch cartoons with him, accommodating and pampering him in life, and walking around with eyes full of him Watching them turn into hateful enemies.

Tang Jingshu squatted down slowly, recalling the things about him and "Shen Jiaming" over and over in his mind. The memory was like being awakened after sleeping for many years. All the memories about "Shen Jiaming" came to his mind, even if there were some memories Not about him, but also came to my mind.

The beautiful memories of Shen Jiaming and Lin Moyan, at the moment Shen Jiayi inserted a chip into his mind, many memories about Lin Moyan's life, unknowingly formed a memory and merged with his memory.

Even sometimes he couldn't tell whether he was affected by the chip in his mind and mistakenly thought that he loved Shen Jiaming.

He couldn't tell whose substitute he was, these pains tormented him day and night, tortured his body like a walking corpse, but seeing Shen Jiaming's life was at stake, his heart would always ache and panic.

I was so scared that my hands were trembling slightly.

Seeing the door of the operating room opened, Tang Jingshu squatted on the ground with numb feet at the moment, slowly got up and watched the nurse push the person lying on the hospital bed out of the operating room.

Tang Jingshu was called into the office by the doctor and explained Shen Jiaming's condition in detail. After coming out of the doctor's office, Tang Jingshu thought about it and decided to call Ling Xiao.

His mobile phone was confiscated by Shen Jiayi, so he could only make long-distance calls at the nurse's station.

Shen Jiaming's illness could not be delayed, Tang Jingshu thought it necessary to let Shen Jiaming's parents know.

Ling Xiao was sweating profusely. He pushed the person who was pressing on him with his hand, and reached out to the bedside table with the other hand to pick up the phone. He glanced at the phone and it showed that the call was from the United States. The boy also glanced at the caller information on the phone. He snatched Ling Xiao's mobile phone, hung up the phone and threw it on the bed.

"Brother, let's continue..." The boy's black eyeballs were full of desire and possessiveness, and his sticky voice was like a drug, bewildering the red-eyed Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao could feel that the nerves in the brain were lack of oxygen, unable to think normally, she clenched her teeth and let out a muffled "Hmm", her hands clenched the bed sheet tightly, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Suddenly the phone rings again, and Ling Xiao gradually regains her senses amidst the joy, picks up the phone to answer the call, and said intermittently with a bit of crying: "Hello, hello, what's the matter?"

"I'm Tang Jingshu."

Ling Xiao completely regained her senses, deliberately pulled the phone away, and said coquettishly to the person in front of her, "Come out." As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body turned red again.

"Brother, it's okay to come out, can you promise me a double next time?" The young man gently leaned close to Ling Xiao's ear, his voice was a little low, and gently rang in Ling Xiao's ear.

Ling Xiao nodded after a few seconds of embarrassment.

Hearing the satisfactory answer, the boy got up from Ling Xiao, got out of bed and went into the bathroom. Ling Xiao calmed down and asked Tang Jingshu what was the matter.

Ling Xiao knew that Shen Jiaming took Tang Jingshu to the United States to treat his leg disease, and the company's vice president took over the company's affairs for the time being, and he had to report all the company's situation to Shen Jiaming at any time.

"Shen Jiaming is seriously ill, do you have the contact information of his parents?"

Tang Jingshu called Ling Xiao and gave an overview of Shen Jiaming's condition, but he didn't expect Ling Xiao to know that Shen Jiaming's illness was serious.

"President Shen's parents traveled around the world after Mrs. Shen's death, completely ignoring the company's operations." Ling Xiaoqing shouted that her throat was so dry that she could get angry, and couldn't help but curse Xu Xizhou secretly, and continued: "But Shen The chief parents will send postcards regularly, and they should be received next week, and then they will contact Shen's parents."

Tang Jingshu choked up and said, "Can you help me get in touch then?" Every word almost smacked of helplessness.

Tang Jingshu used to study alone in the United States, no matter how difficult he encountered, he had never been so helpless and afraid as he was at this moment.

This kind of fear made almost every inch of his skin tremble slightly.

"I guess we can get in touch..." Ling Xiao couldn't guarantee that he could get in touch, so he could only use other connections to find the contact information of Shen Jiaming's parents.

Tang Jingshu hung up the phone and went back to the ward, opening his eyes to look at Shen Jiaming, who looked sick until dawn.

After a sleepless night, with two pairs of panda eyes, he went to the bathroom to wash up briefly during the nurse's rounds, and after he came out, the nurse pushed a cart into the ward.

There is a nutritionally balanced breakfast on the trolley. The ward Shen Jiaming lives in is a VIP, so no matter the cost of food, it is better than the ordinary ward.

Tang Jingshu really didn't have much appetite. Shen Jiaming didn't wake up, and his heart was always afraid. On the other hand, he was also worried that Tang's mother would not be able to take care of Tang's father.

Shen Jiayi woke up and found that his right wrist was tied with a white belt...

He only remembered that after he passed out from the pain on the plane, he fell into the endless sea, and the surrounding was pitch black, and he saw a beam of bright sea water rushing towards him one after another. In order not to sink himself into the bottom of the sea, he endured the pain and swam desperately towards the beach , But it seemed that he would never be able to swim on the shore. He swam until his body had no strength. When he didn't even have the strength to struggle, he could only let his body slowly sink into the sea.

Suddenly, the image of Tang Jingshu's smile flashed in his mind, and he heard Tang Jingshu's heartbreaking cry.

This intermittent crying was like a sharp sword piercing his heart, he couldn't stand it.

He didn't want to die, this thought kept popping up in Shen Jiayi's mind, he swam to the beach with his last bit of strength, wanting to hug Tang Jingshu alive.

When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ward with a knife mark on his wrist.

He knew that this was Shen Jiaming's masterpiece, Shen Jiaming woke up...

(The audit is big, little car)

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