So later, after Di Jingxuan became ill again, no matter where he had a seizure, she told him to lie down immediately, take medicine, and then didn't let him move until the effect of the medicine was fully exerted, and then let him get up after an hour.

It's just that......

Xie Qingyan glanced at the bottle in Bai Zheng's hand, there were originally six pills in it, but now there were only five left.

If you are lucky, these five can last for two years, and if you are unlucky, you can only last for a few months.

Looking at Di Jingxuan's pale face, and the brow that tried to relax as much as possible but was still faintly furrowed, Xie Qingyan knew that his ventricular fibrillation had not stopped.

Xie Qingyan, who was so distressed, wiped the sweat off Di Jingxuan's face with a soft towel and asked, "Isn't it very uncomfortable?" ”

"It's not uncomfortable anymore, it's just a little weak, and it'll be fine after a while."

Xie Qingyan stroked his hand clenched into a fist, didn't speak again, and stayed by his side so quietly.

She didn't know how uncomfortable the ventricular fibrillation was, she only knew that every time he got sick, even if he took medicine, it would take a long time to recover.

This person who was wounded by a gunshot and could take the bullet without saying a word or changing his face would turn pale in pain every time he had an attack.

Xie Qingyan didn't dare to take a breath, let alone show her sadness. Just sat on the ground and quietly accompanied Di Jingxuan.

The heat of the floor heating slowly rose, and the back of Di Jingxuan was warm.

It was clearly spring, and he was covered with a thick blanket, but Di Jingxuan's hands were cold, and from time to time he could see his face change and let out a low moan.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the situation completely improved, and Di Jingxuan's face gradually became rosy, and his hands began to regain heat.

It wasn't until she saw Di Jingxuan's face improve that Xie Qingyan dared to touch his pulse with her hand.

Every time he had an attack, because of the severe ventricular fibrillation, the heart could not supply blood, and Di Jingxuan had no pulse several times, and even if he did, when he had an attack, it was only about 30 times a minute at most. And the pain caused by not shivering was something she couldn't even imagine.

At this time, my face has improved significantly, and I can beat 50 times a minute.

"I'm sorry ......"

Feeling the pulse that was stabilizing, Xie Qingyan's eyes were wet, and tears could no longer fall uncontrollably.

Di Jingxuan looked at his wife who was so sad that he couldn't cry, and he was also very sad in his heart.

Holding his wife's hand tightly, he comforted: "Wife, don't cry, I'm sad if you cry." ”

Sure enough, Xie Qingyan blinked her eyes a few times and quickly held back her tears.

Di Jingxuan said distressedly: "No one knew that the divine doctor would die suddenly. But she should be the only one in this world who can cure me. Wife, your husband and I are blessed with a great life, and if I can marry such a good wife as you, I will definitely live a long life. ”

Looking at Xie Qingyan, who was extremely self-reproachful, Di Jingxuan felt very uncomfortable.

At the beginning, when Saka said that his illness could be treated, Xie Qingyan heard about the operation process and was too scared, so she preferred conservative treatment.

Because in order to completely cure his disease, it is necessary to take out the whole heart, use the extracorporeal circulation device to maintain vital signs, and then operate on the deformed area at the bottom of the heart. Even Saka tells them that the success rate is 80%.

And taking medicine, although it will still have attacks, and with age, the frequency of attacks will become more and more frequent, but as long as there are pills to continue life, this disease is like asthma, although it cannot be cured, but it can always save life.