271 Critically ill

It was a cloudy day, there was no sun all the way, the temperature had dropped to extremely low by the afternoon, and the weather forecast reported snow at night, reminding citizens to keep warm and prepare for travel, but everywhere was immersed in the joy of the Spring Festival, and snow did not attract much attention. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test

A four-seater sports car soars to one hundred and forty yards on the not-so-crowded outer ring, with silver lines like a depressed leopard.

The man driving gritted his teeth and held his breath, Liang Zhen opened a small window here, and the cold wind poured in. Blow the hair from his sideburns, revealing a gray scalp.

The speed of the car was too fast, Liang Zhen had to hold on to the handle on the roof of the car, she looked back, and Doudou, who had been asleep, had woken up at some point. The body sways from side to side in the safety seat with the speed bumps.

"Why don't you change me to drive?" Liang Zhen knew that he was in an anxious mood at this time, and he was afraid of an accident all the way, but Zhong Yu was silent, and half of his face seemed to fall into the gloom of the winter haze.

"Dad also sent several emergencies before, and finally turned around. He Ji people have their own natural appearance, and this time it will definitely be fine. “

Liang Zhen could only try to say something to enlighten him, but Zhong Yu stepped on the accelerator tightly, did not let go for a moment, and was unwilling to say a word, such a silent and tense appearance made Liang Zhen even more worried.

Fortunately, Mingde Hospital is not far away, and after driving for five or six minutes after going down the outer ring, the car almost rushed straight into the hospital, and he didn't care about parking in the parking space.

Liang Zhen was probably also infected by his emotions, flashed to the back seat with his bag on his back and hugged Doudou out, and ran all the way behind, but unfortunately she was wearing a coat and high heels, and she was still holding the child in her hand, so she couldn't catch up.

Zhong Yu ran away without a trace, and Liang Zhen was not familiar with Mingde's layout, so she asked a few nurses before asking, so that she was several minutes late when she found the cardiology ICU.

Later, Liang Zhen recalled that it was a very long corridor, with snow-white walls and snow-white lights, and people would feel dizzy when they were in it.

She ran over with the child all the way to catch her breath, so she put Doudou on the ground, took his hand and walked inside, and gradually heard a small and suppressed cry coming, and her heart tightened.

Can you believe it, people sometimes do have premonitions?

Liang Zhen took Doudou to speed up his pace, and there were many people standing at the door of the ICU, Jiang Yuzhen, Zhong Ying, Zhong Quan, as well as the driver and the two nannies who usually take care of the old man's daily life, the cry was made by Jiang Yuzhen, she sat on a chair, and lowered her head slightly. I could hear that she was trying to restrain herself, but the trembling choked sound still leaked out of her throat, and Zhong Ying next to her was holding her shoulder, and her eyes were a little red, but she was still calm.

Zhong Yu was nowhere to be seen.

Liang Zhen's mouth opened, he didn't make any sound for the first time, and he swallowed before he spoke: "How is Dad C/O Dad?"

Zhong Ying looked away, Jiang Yuzhen continued to bury her head and weep, and finally Zhong Quan stepped forward to answer Liang Zhen, but it was only a slightly hoarse sentence: "It's not good." “

But Liang Zhen really doesn't understand what "not very good" means.

"Uncle Zhong, is it serious?"

"Acute myocardial infarction, arrhythmias, loss of cardiac contractility, leading to total heart failure. “

It was best to knock down a few words like a hammer, and Liang Zhen couldn't make any sound for a while. The originally suppressed and restrained cry on the other side seemed to suddenly become louder. Jiang Yuyan covered her face in pain with her hands, and Zhong Ying next to her simply sat next to her and hugged the old lady.

"Mom, Mom, don't be like this, don't be like this, c/oc/o" The voice that came out was already whimpering.

Liang Zhen felt that his throat was being ripped painfully.

How so?

Obviously, the old man attended the company's management's tail-of-the-end dinner last night, and Liang Zhen also saw the photos posted by the media, although he was on crutches, he seemed to be in good spirits, how could he become heart failure in just one day?

"What about Zhong Yu?"

Zhong Quan glanced in the direction of the ICU, "The second young master is inside." “

The ICU has a small window. Liang Zhen saw through the small window that there were people standing inside.

"What did the doctor say?"

Zhong Quan suddenly gasped, looked up at the ceiling, and rested for two seconds before facing Liang Zhen, "The report has just come out, and the doctor hasn't made a specific diagnosis yet." “

But Liang Zhen knows that once there is organ failure, it means that the situation has reached a very serious point.

She felt a dull pain in her chest, and almost instantly covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from making a sound, all of which came so quickly that she couldn't figure out how to deal with her emotions, and at that moment she only felt tears welling up her face.

At this time, the door behind him opened, Zhong Yu and two doctors walked out of the ICU, the lead was a slightly younger Liang Zhen, who was Dr. Chen in Zhong Shoucheng's personal medical team, and the other gray-haired and older was an unfamiliar face, but he had a badge on his chest, which should also be a doctor in this hospital.

Zhong Yu walked at the back with his head down.

"Director Yang, Doctor Chen, how is he on his birthday?" Jiang Yuyan rushed over when he saw the doctor come out.

The older Director Yang glanced at Dr. Chen, "Let Xiao Chen tell you." “

Dr. Chen pushed his glasses and brewed for two seconds, as if he had organized a lot of language, but the last moment the words came to his mouth, he seemed to have swallowed them all.

"C/OC/O REPORT, as you have seen just now, is full of heart failure, fierce, and has had two previous heart attacks, so C/O" Dr. Chen hesitated and stopped.

Jiang Yuyan rushed in front of him, "So what?"

"So c/o" Dr. Chen, who was forced to take a step back, pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose again, "c/oc/o, you guys be mentally prepared, maybe, it's just a matter of one or two days."

After saying that, Dr. Chen didn't dare to look up, Jiang Yuyan was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly went up and grabbed him by the collar.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Quacks, what are you talking nonsense?"

At that time, Liang Zhen happened to be standing on the side, and when Jiang Yuyu screamed, she was startled, and hurriedly hugged Doudou and retreated to the side, and everyone else around was also a little confused, probably because Mrs. Zhong was used to being dignified, and it was really unexpected to suddenly lose control so suddenly.

The first to rush was Zhong Quan.

"Madam, Madam, please calm down!" The old butler's eyes were also full of sadness, but in the end, he had seen the wind and waves, and he could barely control it.

He grabbed Jiang Yuran's arm and tried to let her go, but Jiang Yuyan didn't know where he got the strength, glared, gritted his teeth, and grabbed Dr. Chen's collar so hard that he wanted to eat people, and Zhong Ying also followed behind and grabbed Jiang Yuyan's other arm.

"Mom. Mom, don't do that. Zhong Ying's voice trembled violently, as a daughter, she didn't seem to expect that her mother, who had always been dignified and elegant, would be so out of control in public.

In the end, Jiang Yuyu was torn apart, and Zhong Quan dragged her almost from behind, the old man who was screaming hoarsely just now. After losing his pillar, he collapsed into his chair.

"C/O won't, it was fine last night.

"When I got up this morning, I pushed him to go out for a walk, and he asked me to ask for tea, but I didn't give c/o"

"How decent, ah. The c/o of the good end is all at once like this?"

Jiang Yuyu sat there talking to herself, and her hair, which was originally very smooth and shiny, was also messed up in the pull just now, and several strands fell off and hung next to her ears.

I can't care about the image, like an idiot talking stupidly, Zhong Ying next to her heartache held the old lady in her arms, and the appearance of the mother and daughter leaning on each other is really embarrassing.

Dr. Chan twisted his crooked collar and sighed and stepped aside.

Liang Zhen looked for Zhong Yu in the crowd, he was silent, his back was against the wall, his head was always down, he didn't say a word when he came out of the ICU, and he didn't talk to anyone, his calm appearance really didn't match his usual personality.

Liang Zhen walked over with Doudou, I don't know if it was because of the light. He stood with his head bowed, most of his face with light on his back.

"You c/o" She wanted to say something comforting, but at this point, any language seemed too pale in the face of life and death.

What's more, what he lacks now is not comfort.

Liang Zhen licked his dry lips and reached over to pinch Zhong Yu's fingers hanging on one side. The moment he first touched the tip of his finger, he reflexively shrunk, as if the world he had enclosed independently was disturbed, and he was a little repulsed, but Liang Zhen didn't give him a chance to shrink away, and wrapped the back of his hand entirely.

In the past, his hands were always dry and hot, but now they seemed to be covered with a piece of ice.

Liang Zhen didn't even dare to look at his face, but his ten fingers interlocked with it.

Doudou next to him also seemed to feel something, and the little thing "Daddy C/O" also stretched out his little hand to hook Zhong Yu's other finger after learning from Liang Zhen's appearance.

One left and one right, wife and son.

Zhong Yu finally raised his head, and Liang Zhen saw his scarlet eyes, and his eyes trembled.

"Cry when you want to, huh?"

He shook his head.

He didn't show his emotions, and Liang Zhen didn't dare to show his emotions.

Perhaps most people have a kind of self-deceptive superpower, always feeling that as long as they are not sad and sad, they can pretend that they don't have to face separation.

It was about four o'clock in the afternoon of Chinese New Year's Eve, and it was cloudy for almost a whole day without showing a little sun, and in the evening the sky was thick with clouds, like a heavy shell on the body of an old turtle, dense and impermeable.

There are visiting regulations in the ICU, and Jiang Yuyan later went in to see it again, but the old man was still unconscious, and he could only look at it next to him when he went in.

At about five o'clock, the old man's blood pressure suddenly plummeted, the nurse rushed out from inside to call the doctor, Dr. Chen and Director Yang came one after another, the light on the ICU door was on, and people were rescued inside, Jiang Yuyan began to cry again, at first just sobbing, slowly uncontrollable, and finally fell directly on Zhong Ying's shoulder.

Halfway through the rescue, the nurse came out and asked the family to sign a critical illness notice.

The old lady was paralyzed and couldn't stand up, and finally Zhong Yu signed it.

At that time, Liang Zhen stood next to him with Doudou, Zhong Yu's hands trembled badly when he put down the pen for the first time, and the writing next to the golden word of the word "Zhong" was really not decent, Liang Zhen helped him hold the paper, and he barely finished writing the strokes behind.

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