Chapter Twenty-Three: Your Time Is Short
"That's enough, sit down for me. ”
Song Ruosheng roared angrily, suddenly coughed, and then quieted down.
Song Ruosheng seemed to have known that such a thing would happen, and a number of things had been marked out, and the main problem had not been said.
However, Song Ruosheng's coughing became more and more serious, and she almost fainted due to her physical exhaustion, but no one in the audience cared, but had an attitude of watching a good show.
For Song Ruosheng, they already have a lot of disgust, and they naturally won't stop it if they can watch a good show.
However, after a full meeting of more than an hour, she stood there and talked for a long time, and she was stunned and didn't shout, which made them have to change their minds a little.
Song Ruosheng endured it and took a deep breath, "Then for the solutions I said, what do you have any opinions or better solutions?" ”
The people in the audience, you look at me, I see that you are silent, and unanimously agree with her solution.
"Then the meeting is adjourned. ”
Song Ruosheng saw that no one raised objections and proposed to adjourn the meeting, and when the others left one after another, he just heard a "bang".
She fainted, which also frightened the people on the side, and immediately called the emergency number.
As the minutes passed, the person on the bed opened his eyes and was greeted by a blank of white and the sound of various instruments "ticking and ticking".
Song Ruosheng knew that this was the hospital, and it was Xiao Wei who was by her side.
"Mr. Song, are you awake? I was scared to death just now. Xiao Wei said as he helped her sit up and opened the porridge on the side.
Song Ruosheng twisted her eyebrows, except for the slight pain in her chest, the feeling of heaviness in her body made her unable to lift her hands at all.
"Go back, it's so late, I'll have someone send you back. ”
"But ......" Xiao Wei was not at ease with the porridge, after all, she had been in the hospital for so long, and no one around her came.
Even the good gentleman Ji Xunyang, who respected her like a guest, did not come.
Is she really okay alone?
Song Ruosheng smiled, "It's okay, besides, the hospital is already professional, so you don't need to be escorted, go back." ”
Song Ruosheng urged again and again, but Xiao Wei didn't want her to feel too bad and left the ward without a few words.
Although this is a single patient room, the sound of the machine coming from outside is still so noticeable that you can't forget that this is a hospital.
At eight o'clock, the doctor came to check on the ward and saw that she was awake and took everything around her out, took the medical record book and looked at it carefully for a while, frowning.
"Miss Song, you should know what point your body has reached, if you don't do chemotherapy, even Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save you, if you continue to drag on like this, your time is really running out, as your attending doctor, I also hope that you can seriously consider my opinion. ”
The doctor's words were finished.
Ji Xunyang's sentence, if you want to die, die now, the words instantly came into Song Ruosheng's mind, thinking that she would just follow his wish when she died.
That's fine.
"Thank you, doctor, but I've already figured out that I won't do chemotherapy. Song Ruosheng's rigid and resolute attitude made the doctor very helpless.
"But you ......"
As soon as Song Ruosheng turned around, the doctor saw the death in her eyes and understood that she didn't want to live at all, even if she continued to say anything, she couldn't listen to a word.