In the face of illness, any retention is like a mantis arm as a car.

Lin Chen was no longer struggling, his breathing gradually stabilized, and the soft-packed saline was injected into Lin Chen's body drop by drop, as if he had passed the most severe shock period, but the sentence Conglian knew that the matter was far from over.

He brushed his hand over the wet black hair on Lin Chen's forehead, and Lin Chen didn't even have the strength to react.

Duanyang patted him on the shoulder and said calmly, "Captain Torture, please come out." ”

The torture conglian didn't know if this was a ritual that every patient's family had to go through or what was going on, they could obviously say it in the ward, and in Lin Chen's state, they wouldn't hear it. But he had to be called out by the doctor to make some decisions that would make the difference between life and death through a thin door.

He and Duanyang numbly walked out of the door, and every step they took was like stepping into a winter night that was getting colder and colder.

The hatch closed gently.

The people waiting at the door also looked concerned, he had seen the faces that he was once familiar with, whether it was Wang Dynasty or Xiao Wu, whether it was Zhang Long or Kang An...... The subordinates and friends he had fought with now seemed meaningless and could not afford to care for him.

Wang Chao cautiously shouted at him, the expression on his face as if he hoped he would bring any good news, and the torturer moved his gaze to Duanyang, and the doctor shook his head.

Zhao Hu handed over a pack of cigarettes: "I have been notified, but Zaratu is crazy, the whole territory west of the Xiazi Mountains is blocked, and the people who deliver the medicine can only come from the seaside, against the current, the fastest, and they will have to walk for a day and a night." ”

Xing Conglian looked at the words "smoking is harmful to health" on the cigarette package, did not pick it up, reached over with his other hand and cut the cigarette away in advance, he saw Duanyang's calm and boring face.

The young doctor looked at the stern of the boat, and then walked straight over.

Duanyang had obviously never smoked, so much so that he walked to the stern of the boat with a cigarette and stood there a little embarrassed. The torturer took out a lighter and threw it over.

The hot and humid wind blew across the young man's face, Duanyang lit a cigarette with trembling hands, and after only taking a puff, he was choked and coughed violently, and the torturer didn't even care about him, just stood against the stern guardrail, and let Duanyang be choked on his knees, coughing desperately, as if crying.

Turning his head and looking at the constant green trees on both sides, he suddenly realized that they were actually beasts forced into a predicament by this terrible greenery, struggling to find a slim way out.

Duanyang was really very quiet, although he was trembling all over, he covered his face from beginning to end, and not a single tear fell, just immersed in deep pain and powerless confusion, and Xing Conglian knew this feeling very well, because he was almost one foot away now, and he was about to fall into the same abyss as Duanyang.

Now, he really needs someone who can clearly tell him that Lin Chen can really get through this hurdle.

Even if someone opens the horoscope and tells him that Lin Chen will be in danger today, he will definitely turn evil into good fortune, and he will be convinced of it as a life-saving straw, but unfortunately, there is no such thing, they can only get through it by themselves, and no one will help.

Half of the cigarette in Duanyang's hand was burned, the wind was very strong, and the remaining half seemed to be burned out soon.

The convict squatted down, pulled out the cigarette, and bounced it into the foul river.

Duanyang took the time to glance at him, and there was only dead silence in his eyes.

"Duanyang." Xing Conglian slowly spoke, calling the young man's name for the first time, "No matter what you want to say next, I can only say that I don't want to give up yet, and Lin Chen doesn't want to give up yet, so I don't accept any words of the nature of the sentence, can I think of a way again...... Doctor. ”

Duanyang clung to the railing, and when he said the word "doctor", Duanyang suddenly looked up at him, and after calming down his emotions, Duanyang came to his senses and spoke with great difficulty: "Consultant Lin's allergic reaction is too serious, and the use of penicillin will inevitably lead to an even more serious acute shock than just now, and he will die immediately." ”

"And then?" The convict Lian asked calmly.

"And now, I still have a small amount of erythromycin in my hands." When Duanyang said this, it did not bring any hope, but a strong sense of despair.

"Sounds terrible." The convict laughed mockingly.

"First of all, penicillin is almost the best choice for sepsis, erythromycin is generally only used as an adjunct, and the dose I have now is too small to achieve the amount required for treatment, which is why I didn't choose erythromycin in the first place."

"Go on." Torture Conglian said.

"Now, Consultant Lin's immune response has been aroused, and almost all the literature guidance will say that the drug should be stopped immediately, and the use of similar drugs to provoke more serious immune chain reactions should be avoided, and his case obviously says that he is also allergic to erythromycin, that is to say, once I try to desensitize him with the desensitization method just now, there is a high probability that he will die of acute shock immediately......" Duanyang paused and looked at him seriously, "I have just used up the last hormone, As long as he goes into acute shock again, I won't be able to save him. ”

Torture Conglian quietly listened to Duanyang's narration, and the doctor told him the cruelest truth in the most simple and easy-to-understand sentences, he thought about it and asked, "What if you don't use antibiotics?" ”

"The wound on his hand is mature, I will do an incision and drainage for him later, there is no antibiotic, unless a miracle happens, he may not survive the dark, of course, if your people send the medicine in advance......"

"There won't be miracles, will you?" Xing Conglian looked at Duanyang's bloodshot eyes and asked.

"Do you think I'll ever believe this?" Duanyang asked rhetorically.

Xing Conglian couldn't answer, he thought it was difficult to choose just now, but it was just the beginning, and now the multiple choice question has become: whether he chooses to let Lin Chen die immediately, or watch Lin Chen die slowly.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Duanyang said, "I'll go and ask Consultant Lin, and I also need to respect the patient's opinion......"

"No need." The torturer interrupted him, "This choice is in my hands, let's try again." ”

Duanyang looked at him with a deep shock on his face, and they all knew very well that whoever made the choice would need to take responsibility for death and live in the remorse that might come in the future.

……

When Lin Chen woke up a little from severe allergies, he always felt that his surroundings were crowded.

Strangely enough, during the short time he had just been unconscious or asleep, he had not dreamed, and there had been no chaotic and extremely tangled dead in his dreams. He seemed to be just a traveler after a long journey, and saw a very comfortable soft bed at the end of the desert, lay down on it, and rested for a while.

It's not too hot or too cold, it's just a little crowded.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked to his side, and saw someone lying on the other side of this narrow hospital bed with his head on his hand.

He glanced at the hanging saline, and the remaining amount of this bottle of saline and the sky outside the window told him that his fantasy of being healed from a serious illness as soon as he slept did not happen, and that it was not long after the time had passed.

"When can you not be so smart?" A deep and hoarse voice rang out from his left, "I wanted to lie to you just now, you're all right." ”

Lin Chen glanced at Xing Conglian, but the other party was still lying on his back, and he could only express his dissatisfaction in a very slight and nihilistic voice: "I'm a patient......"

"I know."

"You sleep here...... I slept ...... Where? ”

"In my arms."

Before he could react, the torturer turned around, gently grabbed his waist, and dragged him into his arms with an attitude that could not be refused.

Lin Chen subconsciously wanted to struggle, but the torture servant was close to him, leaned behind his ear, and only said two words in an extremely cold tone: "Don't move." ”

Lin Chen shook his head and calmed down in Lian Lian's arms.

The punishment is really true to his word.

The torturer even had cold lips behind his ear, trying to talk to him: "Where did you pick up such a child?" ”

Lin Chen thought for a while and asked him, "Duanyang?" ”

"yes."

"Speaking of which...... It's a long story......"

"I don't really want to hear it."

The strange vinegar in this sentence is really cute, Lin Chen shrank into the arms of some Xing Conglian slightly, recalled the things they experienced together, and said to Xing Conglian: "He is very good, it's just ...... It's not a good life......"

"It's not very good either." The tone of the sentence was obviously very bad.

"Need me...... Do you want to intercede for him? Lin Chen asked tentatively.

"Nope." Xing Conglian's voice was extremely cold, "Advisor Lin, I think we really need to deepen our understanding, please believe that no matter how good a person is, if the next time you put other people's lives before your own safety, I will definitely lock you up with a chain, and you don't have to think about stepping out of the door again." ”

Lin Chen didn't know why the topic came back here, but if there was a next time, it would be really good, so he said, "Hmm...... Gotta lock me up. ”

"You can only be by my side."

"Okay."

He felt that if his body allowed it, they would probably talk together for a long time as usual, as if they would never have a head.

When the torturer was talking, he kept kissing his ear, and when he said "no", he gently bit his earlobe, Lin Chen felt that his ears were very hot, numb, and he didn't have the strength to move again.

He blinked, and the arms of the torture servant were too warm to make him want to sleep again.

At this moment, the criminal conglian finally spoke slowly, and Lin Chen knew that the most critical sentence was coming.

But there was no trace of solemnity in Xing Conglian's voice, he just said very easily: "Duanyang said, penicillin can't be used anymore, we have to try again." But the next drug may provoke a more serious immune response, and once the desensitization fails, you will die immediately, but you have no choice, I will let him wait to come in and take the medicine. ”

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, he didn't know where Xing Conglian got the courage to make such a decision on his behalf, it was too difficult, his lips trembled, and he could barely speak.

The hand around his waist was tight, and he turned around with difficulty, trying to reach out and hug the torture slave, but the moment he looked up, the kiss fell from the torture slave company.

The back of his neck was gently hugged, and the man had a good smell of mint tobacco, and his lips and teeth were very clean and cold, with some cold hints of the forest.

However, the kiss was soft and warm, as if feathers brushing the water, or grass bathing in the sun, Lin Chen remembered the daisies and geraniums on their balcony, and the petals slowly unfolded when the sun rose.

The torturer only sucked his lips gently, and did not make any further aggressive movements, because they were so close that their breathing was entangled, and even the sound of each other's heartbeats was almost audible.

In the end, the torturer let him go.

"Lin Chen, stay with me."

The voice of the torture servant company was so calm and indifferent, as if he was just asking him if it was good to have dinner together.

Be with me, live together, and be together when you're dead.

Lin Chen looked at him quietly and didn't cry again. 166 Reading Network