"What's wrong?" Mu Tianen wanted to sit up, but she didn't have the strength.

Is she sick again?

Zhuo Xinming stretched out his hand to her.

"Thank you," Mu Tianen grabbed his arm and finally sat up.

"How are you feeling?"

Zhuo Xinming withdrew his arm and also put this hand behind his back.

"Some of them have no energy, and they are dizzy."

Mu Tianen exhaled softly, she felt as if she had slept for a long time, and she had no dreams this time.

"Am I sick again?" Mu Tianen has always been the most observant, but now Zhuo Xinming's face is not good, so it should be that something may have happened to her?

"Some."

Zhuo Xinming actually didn't know what to say.

"Can you get your parents over once?"

Zhuo Xinming asked her tentatively, originally these things were to be known by the immediate family, but he didn't expect Ling Ze to be there, if he didn't say a word, would he die?

Or die.

He was already reluctant to contact him, what could he do but waste his time and phone bills.

Mu Tianen pulled the quilt to his chest, and also rubbed his hands in the quilt, his fingers were still a little cold, as if he couldn't get back warm.

I don't know if it's because the weather is getting cooler, or because she's starting to get cold.

"No need, just sue me."

She lowered her eyelashes slightly, and swallowed the sourness between her noses.

Weak, she touched her fingers, touched the wedding ring, it seemed to be loose, should be added a circle of thread, at that moment, it seemed that some pain passed from the corner of her eye, as if the skin was scratched,

She was cut.

"I'm in charge of my own business."

Mu Tianen raised his face, still smiling, not a single tear fell.

Life is hers, not someone else's, she is her own master, whether she is dead or alive, depending on the sky, whether it can be good or not, depends on fate.

Zhuo Xinming pulled a chair and sat down, a little weak and helpless.

At this time, his eyes were very complicated, Mu Tianen's heart was sour, even a doctor was pitying her, but why did her relatives and her husband want her life one by one?

"I'm listening."

She was still smiling, her light gray eyes were a little bit like Shanlan, clear, obviously new, but they were covered with a layer of mist.

"You're bleeding from your stomach again."

Mo Xinming was really reluctant to tell her this, she was a patient, and her ability to bear it was limited, but in the end, she still had to let her decide for herself.

"Do I need another operation?"

Mu Tianen clenched his hands, and his stomach spasmed again.

"Possibly."

Zhuo Xinming didn't dare to assure her, "The results we found out are not very good, and it is possible that we will cut off one of your stomachs, which will have a great impact on your quality of life in the future." ”

Mu Tianen tried hard to pull out a smile, but after trying a few times, she wanted to cry.

She sniffed, "Well, it's okay, you're a doctor, I listen to you, it's just ......"

"Just what?"

Zhuo Xinming's hand on his knee clenched again, wanting to give her some comfort, but he couldn't do anything.

"Can you still sew me better?" Mu Tianen raised his face and finally smiled at him, that smile was very simple, very pure, your needlework is very good, sew me better, so that I will not be afraid when I see it myself in the future.

"When did I sew you up and you didn't look good?"

Zhuo Xinming was really uncomfortable, because he didn't want to sew her anymore.

"Heavenly, you know, if you have this surgery, what does it mean?"

"I know."

Mu Tianen knows.

"I accept the postoperative pain, the impact on my future life, and the possibility of a short life."

She has suffered those things that others have not suffered, so this time, she can accept it.

She still says the same sentence, life and death depend on the sky, life, and fate.

"We'll treat it conservatively first."

Zhuo Xinming also couldn't stay here anymore, he wanted to find some cases to see if he could not have surgery, and there were many people in this hospital who would perform a second or even third operation.

Successive surgeries like this are no longer normal.

But Mu Tianen can't.

Someone else's surgery may be to save her life, but if she had to do it again, she might have died.

Don't forget, she is a multi-organ injury, originally once, it has already made her very difficult, and if she does it again, it may really be troublesome, especially it will affect her life in the future.

She's only twenty-one years old.

Zhuo Xinming walked out, and finally took his mobile phone out of his pocket.

"Ling Ze, it's me."

"Are you dead?"

Ling Ze said directly.

also made Zhuo Xinming have nothing to say.

He knew that Ling Ze would say such things, how cold-blooded he was, so that the people next to his pillow were so ruthless, they should not be the closest people in this world.

They shouldn't be inseparable from each other, but why, Ling Ze is really only cold-blooded towards Mu Tianen.

That's all there is to say, dead or not.

Is it true that a big living person is not as good as a dead person?

A flesh-and-blood person is not as true as the cinnabar mole on his heart.

He took a long breath, and also walked into his office, it was an accident, Ling Ze did not hang up the phone, if he hung up, Zhuo Xinming would definitely not say anything in the future, unless, to report Ling Ze's funeral.

"Ling Ze, Mu Tianen's situation is very bad."

There was no speech over there, and it was also once made Zhuo Xinming think that he had lost his mobile phone, until Zhuo Xinming heard his breathing from the mobile phone.

"She had her stitches removed, and we all thought that this was the last installment of recovery, and she would be discharged from the hospital after a few more days."

"I just didn't expect it, but we checked it out, and her stomach started to bleed again."

"Oh......"

Ling Ze still has such a tone that can infuriate people.

"She may have to have a second operation, and she signs the consent form herself."

"That's it?" Ling Ze seemed to have heard some joke.

"Are there still fewer second and third surgeries in the hospital?"

"Part of her stomach may be removed," Mo Xinming interrupted him, "This is non-renewable, and she is originally a multi-organ injury, after this operation, what will become of her in the future, no one dares to say." ”

With a snap, the sound inside Zhuo Xinming's mobile phone finally turned into a disconnection sound.

He knew that what he said was in vain.

And he put down his mobile phone, grabbed a handful of hair hard, and then took the case, thinking about what else he could do to prevent Mu Tianen from having a second operation.

He was really afraid that if this operation was really done, even if she lived, it might be after they had worked hard and she was in pain......