Xu Jingjing felt like a thorn had been stabbed in her heart.
The sir is sick.
The sir is very seriously ill.
What kind of illness can the sir be in such pain?
She gasped, and the suffocating feeling made her feel as if her heart was being put into a blender.
There was a pain in her heart that she had never experienced before, and it turned her heart into a puddle of meat.
"Sir, sir."
She opened her mouth, seeming to shout but not seeming to shout.
Yan Mo pulled the quilt and hid his own body under the quilt.
He felt that he wanted to hide his cowardice.
He didn't want anyone's sympathy or pity in his eyes.
Xu Jingjing tried to pull off the quilt in his hand, but when he exerted force, she stumbled and fell directly onto the bed, which accidentally hit him.
You looked at me with your eyes at close range, and I looked at you.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, but there was a little bit of ambiguity in the embarrassment.
Yes, ambiguous.
Because of the injury, Yan Mo was not wearing a shirt.
At this moment, the quilt was pulled to his waist.
The whole body clearly fell into Xu Jingjing's eyes.
The strong muscles happened to cover one of her hands, and as he followed Breathing, his chest rose and fell, some hot, some rapid.
Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but joked, "But it feels good in the hand."
Xu Jingjing hurriedly retracted her hand, her eyes darting around, "Sir, are you sick?"
Yan Mo pulled the quilt to hide himself and turned his head stubbornly, "Are you caring about me?"
Xu Jingjing was silent.
It seemed a bit inappropriate for her to say these words.
Seeing that she didn't say a word, Yan Mo seemed to be talking to himself, "Maybe I'm going to die soon."
Xu Jingjing panicked and said quickly, "Don't talk nonsense."
Yan Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I also think this is just a joke, but I can feel that my life is being wiped out bit by bit.
Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, I will die soon."
Xu Jingjing covered his mouth in a panic, and without caring about her status, she blurted out in a moment of urgency, "Sir, you will live a long life."
"This is your comfort" Yan Mo asked again.
Xu Jingjing lowered her head, her body trembling uncontrollably due to nervousness, "If you don't tell me, good people don't live long, and the harm will last for thousands of years.
I believe you will live a long life."
""She is changing her ways to say that he is a disaster.
Xu Jingjing glanced at the silent officer and continued, "Don't curse yourself."
Yan Mo sat up and looked into her eyes, "When did you become so eloquent?"
Xu Jingjing was a little confused.
What did she just say?
She seemed to have said a complete sentence.
Yan Mo moved closer to her and said, "You are suddenly able to speak just to comfort me."
Xu Jingjing turned around, avoided his offensive gaze, and said hesitantly, "No, no, no, no."
Yan Mo lay back on the bed with a half-smile, looking helplessly at the ceiling, and said in a low, inaudible voice, "Thank you."
Xu Jingjing straightened her back suddenly.
Although the officer's voice was very soft and faint, it still hit her head loudly.
She turned around silently and looked at the man who had returned to silence.
There seemed to be sadness in his eyes.
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A deep sadness, as if something really big had happened.
The room suddenly fell into a situation where there was nothing to say, as if the building was empty.
"Knock, knock, knock."
The knock on the door successfully broke the silence in the room.
The doctor entered the ward, looked at the two officers who were passing by, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Did I disturb your conversation?"
When Xu Jingjing saw the person coming, she stepped aside a little and said, "No."
The doctor put on gloves, carefully examined Yan Mo's leg, and asked, "Is it painful?"
Yan Mo nodded imperceptibly, "It hurts, but it's still bearable."
The doctor said again, "If you really can't stand it anymore, you can ask the nurse to inject you with a painkiller.
If the dose is not large, there will be no side effects.
Don't worry."
Yan Mo was hesitant to speak.
He was afraid of knowing this answer that would be unacceptable to him, but his strong sense of uneasiness forced him to know this answer.
The doctor threw the gloves into the waste box and was about to leave when he heard voices behind him.
After hesitating repeatedly, Yan Mo asked cautiously, "Is there anything else wrong with me?"
The doctor paused with a guilty conscience.
He had promised his superiors to conceal the matter as much as possible, and would try his best not to tell him the cause of the disease without the client asking about it.
But now, the client asked.
Should he answer?
Yan Mo noticed his slightly stiff body and frowned, "Are you hiding something from me?"
The doctor sighed and turned around.
He looked very embarrassed, and it was easy to see that he was struggling in his heart.
Yanmo's heart was high and he asked again, "What disease am I suffering from?"
The doctor felt like he was stuck in his throat.
After weighing the pros and cons, he had to confess honestly, "Sir, I promised General Yanjun that I would try my best to let them tell you the truth."
"I am a patient, and I have the right to know what disease I have."
Yan Mo emphasized his tone, "Just tell me, I can accept anything."
The doctor glanced at the female officer behind him and hesitated whether to be shy or shy.
Yan Mo said again, "There's no need to avoid anyone.
If you have anything to say, just say it."
The doctor moved his lips and said tactfully, "How about we avoid it?
After all, this matter is very serious."
When Xu Jingjing heard this, she thought that she could not overstep her identity and know about the chief's illness, but what she was thinking was one thing and what she said was another thing.
She said, "I won't tell anyone."
The doctor didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He looked at the officer who didn't seem to care about the extra person present and coughed lightly, "Sir, I think it's better for us to talk alone."
Yan Mo waved his hand, "I know this is my illness, but it's not something shameful.
Why should I hide it?
Xu Jingjing won't say anything.
You can just say everything you know."
The doctor wondered, "This is a bit private."
Yan Mo continued, "No matter what the problem is, I can accept it."
The doctor said intermittently, "Actually, you should have noticed this disease early on."
Yan Mo's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the weakness he felt when he woke up in the morning recently was because his body was resisting him?
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He was really seriously ill.
The doctor saw that his face was pale and he said, "Did you find something?"
Yan Mo nodded, "Well, I feel very uncomfortable every morning when I get up."
The doctor sighed, "Actually, you should have come to the hospital at that time.
It is taboo to hide your illness and avoid treatment."
"Can I still be saved now?"
Yan Mo asked cautiously.
The doctor looked into his hopeful eyes and didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.
He could only give an ambiguous answer, "It can still be saved if you follow the doctor's advice."
Yan Mo closed his eyes, "If I don't treat it, how long will it take?"
The doctor said matter-of-factly, "There is no time."
Yan Mo's heart sank, as if he had suddenly fallen into an abyss.
He smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I could hold on for at least a few more months, but before I knew it, I had nothing left."
The doctor reassured you again, "So you can't give up on yourself.
I have contacted the men's department and will work out a treatment plan for you soon.
Everything will be fine."
"No, I don't want to spend my last days in the hospital, I think" Wait, Yan Mo stared in disbelief, what the hell is men's medicine?
The doctor frowned and said, "With active treatment, you can still enjoy family happiness in the future."
""There is a kind of embarrassment called talking with a duck, and there is a kind of frustration that you are talking about one thing and I am talking about another thing, but we can still chat happily.
Yan Mo asked uncertainly, "What do you mean by men's department?"
The doctor replied, "Although you are infertile now, after a series of treatments, I believe you can still carry on the family lineage.
I have notified the hospital and will immediately make a plan for you to ensure that your future will be harmonious and happy."
"So, I'm not going to die."
Yan Mo breathed heavily in his heart.
He couldn't go up or down, and he almost fainted from holding it in.
The doctor didn't understand what he meant, "Why do you think you are going to die?
Apart from that and that, you have some problems, you are very healthy."
Yan Mo held his forehead and said, "Get out."
The doctor did not expect that he would suddenly burn bridges and try to continue to use his philanthropic heart to embrace all rivers and accommodate his unreasonable troubles.
He said, "Sir, you have to believe in the current technology, and everything will be fine."
"Get out."
Yanmo pulled the quilt to hide himself.
My self-esteem was greatly insulted.
What a sin.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Hahaha, you said in front of my wife that I can no longer enjoy family happiness.
Do I have no face?
Do I have no face?
Do I have no dignity?