The night after Li Shuyi knew that she was sick, she sat on the balcony all night, and the cigarette butts in the ashtray beside her were piled up into small hills.

In fact, he is not a person who likes to smoke. He only lights a few sips when he is under great pressure or is emotionally unstable. When he sees the tiny flames on the cigarette butts burn out little by little, his thoughts will slowly calm down.

But this time, it seems that no matter how many cigarettes are, it is useless.

He felt burned out.

The so-called ambition, impulse, hope and longing for life are like quicksand between your fingers. No matter how hard you hold your hands, you can't keep them. What's more, he doesn't even have the strength to hold his hands tightly now.

It was dawn and the whole world became alive again. Li Shuyi leaned on the railing and looked at the doctors, nurses, and patients coming and going in the garden below. He tried to feel the breath of "life" from these people, but after watching for a long time, his heart was still stagnant.

"Li Shuyi." A low voice sounded behind the back.

Li Shuyi turned around slowly and saw Wei Ze standing by the door with an ugly face. The nurse following him looked very nervous.

Li Shuyi reacted for a moment before laughing: "What? Do you think I'm going to jump down?"

Wei Ze walked up to him, saw his people clearly and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Li Shuyi said: "It's not long."

Wei Ze glanced at the cigarette butts on the table, suppressed his anger, and said calmly: "You go back to the bed."

Li Shuyi knew that Wei Ze was on the verge of an outbreak and did not dare to provoke him anymore, so she turned around and entered the ward.

Wei Ze followed him and said to the nurse: "Take his temperature."

The nurse nodded and walked to Li Shuyi. Li Shuyi cooperated with her movements. After the result, the nurse handed the thermometer to Wei Ze.

Thirty-nine degrees.

Wei Ze looked at the thermometer and didn't make any sound for a long time.

The atmosphere in the room was terrible cold. Li Shuyi noticed something was wrong and asked, "Did you have a fever again?"

Wei Ze ignored him, and the nurse nodded carefully at him.

"It's just a minor illness, just take some medicine."

The nurse dared not answer the conversation. Wei Ze raised his head and looked at him coldly, then asked the nurse to prepare the potion. After the person left, he walked to Li Shuyi's bed and asked coldly: "You don't want your life anymore, right?"

Li Shuyi smiled, not knowing whether it was because of a high fever or because he didn't sleep all night, so he smiled a little weakly: "No, I can't bear to leave your hospital."

Li Shuyi could pretend to be relaxed and joke with him, but Wei Ze really couldn't laugh. Perhaps for Li Shuyi, living in a hospital, a hotel, or a place elsewhere, it didn't matter, and it didn't matter. But he couldn't watch Li Shuyi take himself seriously.

Wei Ze sat down beside Li Shuyi's bed and said seriously: "Listen carefully. The tumor in your brain is still early in the day, and there is a great hope of cure, but a craniotomy must be performed. If it continues to drag on, once the brain tumor tissue becomes cancerous, it will..."

Just nothing, Wei Ze paused for a moment, his mouth opened and closed without saying anything later.

"Okay." Li Shuyi still laughed, "I'll consider it."

Wei Ze was not angry or angry this time, and looked at Li Shuyi and said, "Li Shuyi, maybe in your eyes, Fu Ying and I are nothing. But we really treat you as friends, and we really hope you are well."

The smile on the corner of Li Shuyi's mouth disappeared a little bit. He turned his head and closed his eyes. After a long time, he said hoarsely: "I know."

Wei Ze waited for a while, but still didn't wait for the turn after the sentence "I know". But their relationship can only end here. Li Shuyi, the ghosts and gods, can't stop what he wants to do, and he doesn't want to do it. No matter how much you beg for advice, he will not put it in his heart.

Wei Ze sighed lightly and stood up to leave. Before he could step out, Li Shuyi called him.

"Wei Ze."

Wei Ze turned around, Li Shuyi opened his eyes, and looked serious: "My illness is absolutely," he paused for a moment before emphasizing: "You must never tell Bai Jing."

Wei Ze frowned: "Are you still afraid that he will worry about you?"

"Worry?" Li Shuyi seemed to hear something funny, shook her head and smiled helplessly, "He won't worry about me."

Li Shuyi slowly closed her eyes, and her sickly face was full of coldness: "He will pity me."

And what he needed the least was Bai Jing's pitifulness.

He had "kidnapping" Bai Jing once. Three years ago, he blocked the gun for Bai Jing, and Bai Jing was with him. Although he didn't say anything, they all understood that this was just a compensation for him. In fact, Li Shuyi could refuse. He could tell Bai Jing that I don't need you to feel guilty and grateful, you don't need you to make up for me with yourself, or you don't need you to give charity feelings. Maybe Bai Jing was waiting for these words. But in the end he didn't say anything. He was silent, accepted Bai Jing's care, and was silent, and spent three years with Bai Jing.

Only now did Li Shuyi dare to admit that his self-esteem and pride were not lost when Bai Jing heard those begging words in the rain. Since he acknowledged this relationship he "kidnapping" three years ago, those things had long disappeared.

So even if he is about to die of illness and even if he only breathes a sigh of relief, he will never use these so-called "dedication and pain" to hold Bai Jing hostage.

Enough is already.

Li Shuyi had a second fever because of the tumor in his brain, and the treatment became more cautious. His body became worse and worse in the process of continuous tossing and side effects of the new drug caused him to be drowsy most of the time.

Bai Jing had been here twice, and Li Shuyi was sleeping. He felt strange, why did Li Shuyi not improve at all after so long, and asked Wei Ze, but Wei Ze always sent him a few words.

Originally, Bai Jing had planned to arrange for Li Shuyi to be transferred to the hospital, but something happened suddenly in the Song family, which involved a lot of problems. He became more and more busy, and the transfer of the hospital was temporarily put on hold.

Four days passed, and Li Shuyi's repeated high fever finally stabilized.

After he woke up that day, he felt much more awake and he was no longer so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes after eating.

Li Shuyi took the phone and looked at it. There was no special news. He was about to put the phone back when he suddenly realized that except for the last text message, Jin Yan had no news for four days.

In the past, if he encountered any special situation at work, it would disappear for four or five days, but he would definitely send a message or call Li Shuyi. On the one hand, he would report his safety to Li Shuyi, and on the other hand, he would also ask Li Shuyi if he was good. He would never disappear for no reason and make people worry. He is not such an ignorant person.

But this time, even though he knew that Li Shuyi was hospitalized, he had no news at all.

Li Shuyi frowned and called Jin Yan. After several calls, he couldn't get through. He asked the people in the hospital and said that Jin Yan had never been here. He turned to Jin Yan's team leader Xu and asked where Jin Yan had gone. Old Xu said that Jin Yan was fine, but he just went to another place. Maybe his phone was out of power or fell off for a while, so he didn't worry.

Li Shuyi didn't believe a single word. Even if Jin Yan's phone really fell off now, he wouldn't have no message or phone number for so many days.

The more Li Shuyi thought about it, the more wrong he was. He was about to call Zuo Mingyuan to ask about the situation when the door of the ward suddenly rang.

Li Shuyi didn't ask who it was, and responded directly. After seeing the person coming in clearly, he was a little surprised. It was Qiao Yu and Scar.

Qiao Yu has always been lazy and careless. This is the first time Li Shuyi has seen such an anxious expression on his beautiful face.

When he saw Li Shuyi, he didn't even care about greeting him and said anxiously: "Mr. Li, I'm taking the liberty to bother you."

Li Shuyi looked at him without saying anything, Qiao Yu said, "I really have no choice... Please save Jin Yan."
Chapter completed!