Chapter 642: The Writer is a Male God (12)
"I have medicine at home, so you don't have to take me to the hospital."
Qin Gong: "Don't speak, I'll kiss you again." ”
Bai Tang: "......"
As soon as she got out of the apartment, she happened to meet a taxi empty car, and she carried him into the car.
"Master, the nearest hospital."
"Okay."
……
Bai Tang leaned on Qin Gong's arms, covering his heart with one hand, and had no strength to raise the bar with her again.
She caressed his back and let him lean on better.
Eight minutes later, the taxi stopped outside Mingxin Hospital.
Qin Gong was trying to pay for it.
The driver said, "Don't dig it, take your boyfriend to the hospital, I think he's very uncomfortable." ”
"Thank you."
Qin Gong didn't insist, opened the car door and got out of the car, and rushed to the hospital with Bai Tang in his arms.
"Not ......"
Bai Tang's voice is as light as a cicada's wings,
"Boyfriend ......"
Qin Gong: "......"
Don't take this seriously, right?
Sending Bai Tang into the emergency room, Qin Zhi stood outside and wiped his sweat.
A nurse handed her a piece of paper, "That was your boyfriend just now, right?" Don't worry, sit down and take a break, right? ”
"Thank you." Qin Zhi gasped slightly, picked up a tissue and wiped his sweat, and found that his hands were a little shaky.
“……”
Yes, the physical fitness of the original body is not good, otherwise it would not be so easy to die suddenly.
No matter how thin Bai Tang is, he grows so tall, so he has a hundred and ten pounds, right?
"Huh? Are you okay? You ......"
Qin Gong fainted.
The nurse hurriedly held her up.
……
When Qin Gong woke up, his arms, waist and legs were still very sore.
"You're fine, you're just overworked, you and your boyfriend haven't registered to pay, you ......"
"How's he doing?"
"You go with me to go through the formalities first, he should be awake soon, let the doctor tell you directly in a while."
"Okay."
……
Qin Gong stood beside the hospital bed, looked at Baitang's sleeping and delicate face, and asked, "How is he?" ”
Doctor: "Congenital heart disease, he should be about nineteen years old now, it is not easy to live until now, but he has a good mentality, he should rarely get sick, if he goes on like this, he should live for about a year." His heart was already overwhelmed. ”
"Heart-swapping surgery?"
"Even if a matching heart is found, the probability of success is very low."
"How much?"
"Less than five percent."
Qin Gong's eyes deepened.
The level of medical care in this world is so low?
"You can discuss it with your family and think about it."
After the doctor finished speaking, he closed the medical record book and left.
The nurse also left, leaving only the two of them very sweetly.
Qin Gong walked to the side of the bed and listened to his breathing rate, knowing that he was awake.
But he still had his eyes closed.
The corners of her lips hooked slightly, lowered her body, and touched it gently.
Bai Tang's hanging hand was slightly clenched, and his heart beat a beat, but he still didn't open his eyes.
Her voice was soft.
"Bai Tang, I like you."
Fortunately, she didn't do anything out of the ordinary after that, and moved a chair to sit on the edge of the bed to accompany him.
It wasn't until he felt almost that Bai Tang opened his eyes and made a posture of just waking up.
"Are you awake?"
"Hmm."
Qin Gong stood up and poured him a glass of water, told him the doctor's words, and then said:
"If you have surgery, then you can arrange hospitalization, you ......"
"No surgery," he got up, full of determination, "not to mention that there is no matching heart, the success rate is too low, and the rest of the time, I want to spend more time with my mother and brother." ”
He had already told his mother that he would not have surgery.
The probability is too low, so it's better to accompany them well.
Although his mother was sad, she still respected his choice in the end.
"Okay, then let's prescribe some medicine and go home."
"No, there is still medicine at home."
It's just that he didn't bring it with him when he went out this time, and he thought that it would only be a few minutes away to send Qin Shanshan home.
Unexpectedly, it was precisely in these few minutes that the onset of the disease.
Qin Gong helped him up: "Okay, then let's go back directly." ”
He quietly withdrew his hand: "Okay, let's go." ”
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