"How many times do I have to tell you before you believe it? It has nothing to do with you. Xin Chen's body has reached its limit. It is incredible that he can survive until now. This gas poisoning is just a trigger. In his current body, painkillers are no longer effective. , walking like this may be a relief for him." Zhong Liang comforted him.
Zhou He buried his head in pain, his shoulders shaking.
Cheng Xiang felt extremely heavy in his heart and looked at Zhong Liang: "How long can Teacher Xin last?"
Zhong Liang was silent for a while and then said, "It's just for these few days."
Zhou He's body trembled and he raised his head, his eyes filled with tears.
Cheng Xiang thought for a moment and took out a note to Zhou He: "Find a phone number and call Zhang Lin and ask her to come over."
Zhang Lin has always been thinking about Xin Chen. Before she left last time, she left a contact number for Cheng Xiang, asking her to contact her if anything happened to Xin Chen.
Zhou He looked at Cheng in confusion and thought: "Why are you calling her? Why are you asking her to cause trouble?"
Cheng Xiang glanced at Xin Chen, who was dying. Although his eyes were closed, his eyelashes seemed to be trembling.
She shouted to Zhou He: "Go quickly."
Zhou Tianlei gave Zhou He a look, and Zhong Liang pulled up the hesitant Zhou He: "I'll go with you."
After a while, Xin Chen opened his eyes slightly, looked at Cheng Xiang, and said with a weak breath: "Teacher Cheng, there is actually no need to inform her."
Cheng Xiang bit his lip, not knowing what to say: "She cares about you, she should be allowed to come and see you."
Xin Chen smiled with difficulty: "Teacher Cheng, there is an envelope in my drawer. If she says she is Zhang Lin, there is no need to give it to her. If she says she is Xin Huan, please hand it over for me. give her."
Cheng Xiang looked stunned: "You, you know she is..."
Xin Chen swallowed hard: "She is a stupid child. How can my brother not recognize his sister? But if she doesn't want to admit it, just don't admit it. I know she has suffered all these years."
Cheng Xiang felt sour in his heart: "She misses you very much."
Xin Chen nodded slightly: "I know, I know."
There was an envelope in the drawer with the words "Little sister, Xin Huanqi" written on it. Cheng Xiang saw some bottles of painkillers scattered in the drawer.
It seems that Xin Chen has been relying on painkillers to maintain his life these days. After taking so many, one can imagine the extent of the pain.
The reason why I can persist until now is probably because of my reluctance to give up on my sister.
The relationship between these two siblings is very heavy. They love each other but are avoiding each other. They can't bear to expose their own misfortunes to each other, thinking that this will make the other person feel better. In fact, they are just deceiving themselves.
Zhang Lin arrived in the evening two days later.
At that time, Xin Chen was already dying and his mind was already lost.
Zhong Liang stayed by Zhou He's side, and Cheng Xiang would come over to see him when he was not busy.
Cheng Xiang happened to be there when Zhang Lin came. Zhang Lin, who had always been in high spirits and well-dressed, now looked decadent and dusty.
"Xin, Teacher Xin" Zhang Lin leaned over the bed and shouted with a trembling voice.
Xin Chen's hand moved but without opening his eyes, Zhang Lin held Xin Chen's hand: "Teacher Xin, I, I am..."
Zhang Lin had tears in her eyes and said they were stuck in her mouth.
Cheng Xiang pondered for a while and then took out the letter: "Teacher Xin said that if you were Xin Huan, I would give you this letter."
"Xin Huan?" Zhou He and Zhong Liang both looked at Zhang Lin with wide eyes.
Zhang Lin looked at the letter in Cheng Xiang's hand, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to take it.
Opening it, in addition to a letter, there was also a small jade ring tied with a red rope.
Zhang Lin read the letter, her hands kept shaking, and tears burst into her eyes.
At the end, her sobs turned into howls, and she threw herself on Xin Chen: "Brother, brother, I am Xin Huan, I am Xin Huan, brother, I'm sorry, I am Xin Huan."
Xin Chen's hand opened slightly, touched Zhang Lin's clothes, and then dropped down again.
Zhong Liang hurriedly walked over to check his breathing, felt for his pulse, looked at Zhou He, and shook his head.
Zhou He stayed where he was, took a few steps back, and fell down on the stool in despair.
"Brother, brother, don't leave me, don't leave Xin Huan." Zhang Lin cried helplessly as she lay on Xin Chen.
Xin Chen left, some felt lonely, some felt regretful, but everything did not return to peace.
Xin Chen donated his body.
The hospital came to take away the body, and Zhou He was angry.
When Zhou Tianlei and Cheng Xiang arrived, Zhou He stood at the door of Xin Chen's dormitory with a shovel, confronting the people from the hospital.
Zhong Liang put his hands on his hips and looked helplessly at the livid Zhou He.
"What's going on?" Cheng Xiang asked over.
Zhong Liang exhaled and explained: "Xin Chen wrote to Teacher Bai in Shanghai before, expressing his willingness to donate his body for medical research. Teacher Bai entrusted this matter to me. Now the hospital's car is here. This guy, They will not be allowed in until life and death."
"Zhong Liang, I would like to think that you have good intentions and help me guard Xin Chen, waiting for him to leave. So you have ulterior motives, for his body?" Zhou He's voice was hoarse, and he had been guarding Xin Chen for the past few days. Chen, with a decadent face and thick smoke rings, looked exhausted: "You said that when you finally gave him treatment, did you just wait for him to die quickly so that you could take him away?"
This sentence completely angered Zhong Liang. Zhong Liang waved his fist and looked at Zhou He's lifeless eyes. After all, he couldn't do anything and grabbed his collar fiercely: "You fucking fart, Who the hell am I guarding him for? Am I such an insidious and cunning person in your heart?"
Zhong Liang frowned and glared at Zhong Liang, with suppressed anger in his eyes.
"Zhong Liang, he is already dead. Let him rest in peace. He will be lonely all his life. Will he be dragged into research and cut into pieces after he dies? Zhong Liang, don't take him away." Zhou He Holding Zhong Liang's hand, his voice was like a child's grievance, praying.
This look made Zhong Liang feel sour inside. He closed his eyes to avoid this look.
What was in his mind was what Xin Chen said to him before he died: "Dr. Zhong, you should know that I donated the body, and I will trouble you then. Please do Xiao He's job well. He will not let others take me away easily." When I left, Xiao He looked carefree, but in fact he had a pure and kind heart. Over the years, for such a little kindness, I became a serious business that he managed, and he was also the strongest color in my bleak life.
When I leave, his heart feels empty. I can hold on for one day at a time these days, but I am afraid that he will feel uncomfortable. After all, I will leave him behind. From now on, please, please take him out. He is enthusiastic and arrogant, so he should There is a wider world. "
Over the years, taking care of Xin Chen has become Zhou He's habit and a crucial thing in his life. Although he talks about repaying the life-saving grace, in fact, only he knows his feelings for Xin Chen.
