The doctor shook his head and said, "It was sent too late, and the infection is serious." Originally, it was enough to clean the uterus, but it was removed. Except for our dean, I dare say that there are few people in the country or even the world who can do this kind of surgery. ”

The director of Fu Jen Hospital was the first batch of students sent by the government in the late Qing Dynasty, and the technique of hysterectomy had been mastered abroad more than 70 years ago (note: the data was verified, there were records of hysterectomy in 1855), but there were still very few people in China who could perform the surgery. Du Heng is also a fortune teller, and he picked up a life in the dark and came back.

What the doctor said again, Zhao Shinan couldn't hear it at all, and all the voices floated out of his mind. The piercing pain hit like a wave, and Futaba muttered with red eyes: "When did it happen, the young grandmother doesn't know----"

Du Heng was still unconscious, Shuangye ran over to look at Du Heng, still with an angry face and bloodless lips, Zhao Shinan looked at the thin figure on the hospital bed, all his internal organs were screwed together, he stretched out his hand to grab Du Heng, but he took it back as if he had been stabbed. just numbly watched Du Heng being pushed into the ward. The busy figure of the nurse, Futaba running before and after, everything becomes as unreal as in a dream.

As if a boulder was pressed against his chest, Zhao Shinan couldn't breathe, he ran out of the hospital, and smashed it hard against the tree at the door. The world is crazy.

After a long time, Zhao Shinan was tired and returned to the hospital weakly. Sitting on a chair in the corridor, holding his head with both hands, the blood on his hands was still dripping down, and he was unconscious, last night's events hit like a mountain and a sea: Du Heng stood up from Zhao Lingquan's arms in a daze, and Master Xu's men and horses fell from the sky, wanting to arrest him as a revolutionary party, Du Heng's standing up, his anger, Ling Quan's madness, Du Heng's wailing, and the child's blood ----- were going to tear him apart. He hugged his head in pain, like a skinned beast, unable to lick his wounds in pain.

He and Du Heng's only child, just like this, disappeared before he became a human form. He suddenly felt a faint pain in his heart, that child, is it his? As soon as this thought came out, Du Heng's light smile in his arms resurfaced: "Have you thought about what to call the child?" Zhao Shinan pulled his hair fiercely.

Suddenly, a nurse stood up to him and said, "Sir." Zhao Shinan raised his blood-red eyes, startling the nurse. took two steps back, timidly reached out and handed him a bracelet: "This was just taken off your wife's hand, and it is inconvenient to do surgery." She's not awake yet, so I'll leave it to you. ”

Zhao Shinan reached out and took it, and stuffed it into his sleeve casually.

Zhao Shinan just sat like that, watching a pair of feet walk around in front of him, walking and walking, gradually from more to less, to sparse. Occasionally, Futaba's happy voice came from his ears, "Young grandma is awake." His heart shook, but he still didn't want to move.

After a long time, Dongsang said cautiously on the side: "Young master, go back first, young grandma woke up just now and slept again." ”

Zhao Shinan stood up and said to Dongsang: "I'll go back to the shop, something will call me." After saying that, he left without looking back. The house was too heavy for him to bear, and he didn't want to go back.

By the next morning, Du Heng was finally completely awake leisurely, the scars on his body were still throbbing, and the pain in his abdomen was even more penetrating to the bone, and he couldn't help frowning.

Shuangye saw Du Heng wake up, wiped the tears on his face, and pulled out a smile: "Young grandma, your body still hurts, right?"

Du Heng slowly raised his hand to stroke his lower abdomen, gritted his teeth and gasped: "It hurts so much here." ”

Shuangye hesitated for a long time, still afraid that Du Heng would be sad, so he had to coax: "It hurts badly, and the doctor sewed it up." Don't break the wound. "This is what the nurse taught Futaba, and Futaba remembers it clearly.

Du Heng nodded, took a breath, and asked with difficulty: "What about the young master, did those people trouble him again?"

Futaba's eyes turned red again, and he bit his lip and said, "Young grandma, you still have to take care of yourself." The young master is very good, in the shop. ”

Du Heng smiled sadly, how could she not care about him? As long as she could save him, what did it matter. Although the whip hurt very much on the body, and it hurt even more in the heart, but at that time, so many people watched, it was reasonable, and Zhao Shinan should be angry. If there is no reaction, I am afraid that I will not be able to avoid the eyes of those people. It's just that I don't know how much it will take to explain to him afterwards.

Shuangye settled Du Heng and asked Dongsang outside to go out and buy some porridge and come back to feed Du Heng. Du Heng was not in good spirits, and he fell asleep in a daze after eating.

Zhao Shinan locked himself in the shop and didn't go out for three whole days. On the fourth day, Jackal Yu was a little worried, and asked: "Young master, today I made an appointment with Boss Li from Dongcheng to talk about hiring someone to transport the next batch of fabrics together, you should be ready." ”

There was no movement inside, just when Jackal Yu was pacing back and forth anxiously, the door creaked open, and Zhao Shinan walked out of the back room, with a stubbled beard and blood-red eyes, and said coldly to Jackal Yu: "Don't go." ”

Jackal Feather was a little puzzled: "Don't go? but-"

"Don't go, didn't hear it?" Zhao Shinan's voice became sharp, and the jackal feather didn't dare to say more.

Zhao Shinan asked the shopkeeper of Chai: "Bring the account book." The shopkeeper handed the account book to Zhao Shinan, and he flipped through it and instructed: "If the goods come, arrange for everyone to send them over as soon as possible, and if the goods do not arrive, return according to three times the deposit." The shop retreated. ”

These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and several people in the store were stunned. Jackal Yu was a little bolder and asked, "Young Master, isn't Beiping's business done?"

What else to do? What to do? What to do? Isn't the price he paid for this half of the country big enough? Wife, children, overnight, everything became a joke. He sneered a few times, turned and walked back. Suddenly, he remembered something and said to the jackal: "Send the mallow back to Yangzhou, immediately!"

The remaining few people looked at each other, and Jackal Yu waved his hand: "Send the material out first, and wait for the young master to think about the rest." "Jackal Yu never believed that with such a prosperous business, the young master would say that if he didn't do it, he wouldn't do it. As for the mallow girl, there is a car carrying the fabric to go back, so just take her back.

Du Heng lives in the hospital ward, and Futaba and Dongsang have been taking care of her. And Zhao Shinan never came. Du Heng looked at the door every day, but he never saw Zhao Shinan's figure, and his heart cooled day by day.

After staying for more than 20 days, Du Heng basically recovered, and the doctor checked it and said, "You can be discharged from the hospital." ”

Du Heng nodded and asked, "Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

The doctor replied, "Pay attention to the wound, don't eat raw cold or hair." "I gave some precautions and went out. Futaba walked out of the ward and said to Dongsang: "Go and inform the young master, you should come and see when you are about to be discharged." There was a bit of resentment in his voice. Dongsang hurriedly ran out.

Du Heng said to Futaba: "Help me go out for a walk." "It's late autumn outside, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital, and I'm in a much better mood. Futaba helped Du Heng walk in the courtyard for a while, Du Heng was a little tired, so he sat down on the chair by the stone wall.

Overhead was the path leading to the ward on the other side of the hospital, and Du Heng's ears floated the conversation between the two nurses: "The young grandmother in the single room will be discharged from the hospital today, I'll take care of it." ”

"Which one? Is it the one who did the surgery?"

"It's her, it's so pitiful, she can finally be discharged from the hospital. This sin. The child was also lost by a body injury, I really don't know who beat her so hard. I didn't even dare ask. ”

"But no, a woman can't even have another child, and there is no hope in this life. Alas. ”

Her husband had never come to see her, and he had heard that he was in the silk business, and that he was very rich. The richer you are, the less conscience you have------"

The two of them were talking and their voices were getting farther and farther away, Du Heng's eyes widened, his face suddenly lost blood, and he looked at Futaba and asked blankly, "Who are they talking about?"

Futaba's eyes turned red, and he pinned his head to the side and said, "I don't know, there are many people in the hospital, and it's not just us." ”

Du Heng grabbed Shuangye's hand, and the fear and despair in his eyes made Futaba afraid: "Who are they talking about?"

Shuangye hugged the trembling Du Heng tightly, and said incoherently: "Young grandma, the doctor just said that, maybe you can still give birth, why can't you give birth?" Before he finished speaking, Du Heng had already fainted again.

When Du Heng woke up again, she was lying on the hospital bed, and the doctor had just finished examining her and instructed Futaba: "Don't let her be stimulated again-"

Du Heng grabbed the doctor's arm and asked anxiously, "Doctor, can't I have any more children, can I?" The expectation in his eyes made the doctor a little unbearable.

The doctor looked at Du Heng, nodded after a long time, and said in a deep voice, "Yes." ”

Du Heng's hand hung down, his eyes stared at the roof, and there was no sound. The doctor walked out of the ward, Futaba closed the door, considered the words, and said in a low voice, "Young grandmother-"

"Ahh God, why didn't you give me a way to live-

Futaba ran over and grabbed Du Heng's hand tightly, worried about what she would do when she was excited. But he was speechless.

Dong Sang, who walked outside the door of the ward, was shocked by Du Heng's scream, Dong Sang had never seen such a Du Heng, the young grandmother in his eyes was gentle and virtuous, never like now, screaming like a ghost in the night. Dongsang squatted by the door and pounded his head, he didn't believe that such a young grandmother would steal people. How could he open his mouth to the young grandmother and say that the young master refused to come?