The atmosphere of the hospital was always unpleasant, the pungent smell of formalin slowly spread in the air, like the fog that filled the cemetery in the early morning, and the slimy moisture lazily stuck to the skin, and could not be shaken off; The smell of over-disinfection swept through the vast expanse of white, giving people the illusion that germs seemed to be everywhere, and the panic and uneasiness in the heart began to slowly grow; Even the worry and sadness in the expressions of the medical staff were magnified under the bright light, touching every sensitive nerve. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The taxi stopped, and after Lance paid the cash, he opened the car door and looked at the brightly lit hospital in front of him, where there were bustling reporters gathered at the door, and there were at least twenty or thirty people, and the scene was so lively; The ambulance parked next to it did not turn off the flashing lights, and the red and blue staggered light flickered frequently in the quiet night, restless.

New York in the wee hours of the morning has a very different scene from Los Angeles.

Lance shuddered, then walked briskly forward. Reporters caught him, and even though these were sports reporters, they flocked to him immediately, "Lance, how is Gawain doing now?" "What is Gawain's current state", "You rushed to New York in person, is there something serious"...... The question was like a sharp dagger, stabbing at Lance fiercely, but Lance did not panic, just lowered his head and walked quickly, quickly passed through the circle of reporters, and entered the hospital, and the footsteps of those reporters stopped at the entrance.

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, Lance saw a group of professionals in suits and leather shoes, as well as a few middle-aged men wearing Green Bay Packer sports jumpers, and in the crowd, he saw Gawain's agent. Lance paused slightly, then walked towards them, and in an unhurried greeting to inquire about the basics.

Until Gawain's agent reminded him, "Theo and Ian are on the fourth floor, where only family members are allowed to stay." Only then did Lance realize that he seemed to be staying here for a long time.

Nodding, after Lance said goodbye, he took two steps forward, saw the elevator not far away, and then after a pause, he directly pushed away the safety staircase next to him, and stepped on the stairs step by step to the fourth floor. Even though he slowed down, the fourth floor quickly appeared in front of him, his right hand grabbed the handle of the security door, and his palm couldn't help but tighten into a fist, he wondered if he had been slower in the past, would the speed of the news come slower; If he had been delayed elsewhere for a longer time, Gawain would have been more likely to leave the operating room...... Then he slammed and pulled, and the cold air swept in, and he stepped out of his steps.

"Da, da, da", the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, the silence was unbearable, and then Theo and Ian came into view.

Ian leaned back in his chair wearily, his head pressed against the wall, his eyes closed, his brow firmly locked, as if he was resting, but even in the rest, the panic and embarrassment could not hide it; Theo sat next to him, his shirt collar unbuttoned twice, his right hand supporting his temple, and a thin shadow on his frosty face. This scene brought back bad memories in his mind.

He doesn't like hospitals.

"Theo." Lance cleared his throat and shouted, and Ian jerked to his feet, then looked around in a panic for the source of the sound, and Theo stood up immediately. Ian glanced around twice, and then his eyes fell on Lance's body, walked over quickly, gave Lance a big hug, and slapped Lance's back with both hands.

Theo also walked over, but his footsteps stopped two steps in front of Lance, "Is the flight still going well?" Theo's voice was a little hoarse, and a little bloodshot could be seen in his eyes.

Lance nodded in response, but Ian still didn't let go, he raised his hand and patted Ian's shoulder, "Ian, I'm fine." Ian let go of his hands, took a step back, and took a closer look at Lance. Compared to him and Theo, Lance didn't look embarrassed at all, and there was nothing wrong with it other than some tiredness from the long flight.

"Gawain is still in the middle of the operation......," Ian explained, "The doctor said it would take at least ten hours, so ......" There were so many things to say, but at this time Ian found that his head was blank and he couldn't say anything, so he could only let out a long breath, "Percy needs a phone call there, I heard that you are talking to ...... this afternoon Uh, Barry Meyer had a meeting and you didn't show up...... Later, Emma called back and said you came to New York, but there was still a mess in the company......"

"It's okay, don't worry about those situations." Lance waved his hand and said lightly, he looked at Theo and Ian, who were exhausted, "Do you need to go to the hotel to wash up and rest?" I'll be fine here. I'll let you know as soon as there's anything going on. ”

"No need." Ian scratched his head, but before he could continue, he patted Lance on the shoulder and stepped forward. As soon as Lance turned around, he saw a doctor in a sterilized surgical gown coming over, he took off his mask and walked up to Theo and Ian, "Gawain is still in operation now, the good news is that the bleeding is not serious, everything is under control; But...... During the surgery, we found that he still had some old injuries from the past, which should have been caused by the impact during the previous exercise, and the microvessels that carry the protein were broken, and the protein could not be transported, so the plaque formed. Now doctors are thinking about solutions. But, but! Don't worry, it's not serious, we're doing everything we can, and we hope you'll be patient. ”

"So, you're saying the operation still needs to be extended." Neither Ian nor Theo responded, so Lance asked.

The doctor nodded in embarrassment, "But we're doing everything we can." Me, uh...... It's best to go back to the operating room, and I'll be the first to let you know if there's any situation. After a pause, the doctor turned to look at Lance, looking at the strange and familiar face, "Believe me, it was one of the best doctors in the country who operated on Gawain. With that, the doctor thought for a moment, and seemed to have nothing to add, and then turned and left.

Neither Theo nor Ian said anything, and Lance spoke, "You probably haven't had dinner yet." I'm going to buy some things, and by the way, I'm going to buy two packs of cigarettes, do you have anything you need? It was as if there was no burden at all in the doctor's words.

Theo shook his head, Lance answered, and then turned away.

Walking down the stairwell back to the outdoors, he stopped, trying to dig out a cigarette or a skittle candy from his pocket, but his hands trembled uncontrollably, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists fiercely, tried to calm his fingertips, but in vain, his hands groped in the pockets of his chest and the pockets of his trousers, once, twice, three times...... Then he remembered that he had nothing in his pocket in order to attend the meeting today. This made him fall into a panic for an instant, like an ant on a hot pot constantly circling in place, the roar was almost bursting through his throat, but he suppressed it, and then walked down the stairs quickly, rushing directly outside, the cold air rushed to his face, and he began to breathe again, gulping.

In the blink of an eye, he calmed down again, as if nothing had happened just now.

He went to the vending machine and bought a pack of cigarettes, stood in the wind and smoked two cigarettes, then walked to McDonald's across the street, bought a lot of food, and smoked a cigarette outside before returning to the hospital.

The food was placed on the table, but Theo and Ian didn't eat it, but asked Lance for a cigarette and went to the stairwell. Lance sat where he was, quietly watching the food turn cold, and when Theo came back from smoking, he sat down beside Lance and didn't say anything, just sat quietly.

The passage of time seemed to have lost its meaning, and the change of time was not felt in the hospital at all, as if it had stopped at midnight forever, as if a century had passed. But even so, when the doctor appeared in front of him for the umpteenth time, the three of them immediately stood up, and then they saw the faint smile on the doctor's face, "The operation is over, everything is going well, we have not only eliminated the blood clot, but also removed other hidden dangers, and the operation was very successful." ”

It all seemed a little unreal, and after a long wait, it was as if everything had been clouded with a mist that made it impossible to see what it really was. "So, you're saying that Gawain will be fine in the future." Theo's voice was tinted with a thin layer of trill, making the unreality all the more apparent.

"Yes. Of course, if he wants to get back on the field, he'll need to sweat 200 percent in the rest of his rehab training. The doctor smiled.

"Uh, we, can we go in and see him now?" Theo said with some hesitation.

"Absolutely. However, he is still under anesthesia, so he will not be awake for the time being. After the anesthesia wears off, he will slowly wake up, which will take a process. But yes, you can go in and see him. The doctor's voice sounded as if it were coming from the edge of the sky, and the hollow echo sounded not real at all, more like a voice from a dream.

"Lance, Lance......" Theo's voice pulled Lance from the illusion closer to reality, "Let's go to the ward now, let's go." ”

"I'm ......" Lance's footsteps stopped, he took a deep breath and smiled calmly at Theo and Ian, "I'll go to the bathroom." You go first, and I'll follow in a moment. With that, Lance stepped on a calm pace and left the family waiting area step by step. (To be continued.) )