Song Huiying gradually woke up from her coma. His breath was sweet and soft. He opened his eyes and saw himself lying in Ma Tao's arms. He shyly lowered his head, and a hint of blush appeared on his pale face.

Ma Tao didn't pay attention to this. He hugged Song Hye-ying's upper body and put it on the bed.

Du Zhongwei's eyes turned between Ma Tao and Song Hye-ying. He saw that Song Hye-ying's eyes were filled with love for Ma Tao. Such things must be stopped and absolutely not allowed to happen.

Du Zhongwei walked over, pulled Ma Tao up and walked out of the house. He pulled Ma Tao out, closed the door gently, and looked at Ma Tao seriously.

Ma Tao looked at Du Zhongwei in confusion: "What are you doing? If you have something to do, hurry up and say it."

Du Zhongwei patted Ma Tao on the shoulder: "Brother, we are brothers, what's wrong? Shouldn't we hide it from brothers?"

Du Zhongwei confused Ma Tao's question. Ma Tao raised his head and looked at Du Zhongwei, looked up and down, reached out and touched his forehead: "I said you kid are not sick, aren't you?"

After saying that, Ma Tao bypassed Du Zhongwei and walked into the ward.

Just as Du Zhongwei and Ma Tao passed by, Du Zhongwei stretched out his arm to block Ma Tao's way, and Ma Tao felt even more puzzled.

Ma Tao stood there, with his arms wrapped around his chest and glanced at Du Zhongwei sideways. Ma Tao wanted to see what he could say.

Du Zhongwei swallowed and looked at Ma Tao seriously: "You are not interesting to the one inside, don't forget that you are the village chief."

Ma Tao stretched out his fist and punched Du Zhongwei in the chest: "I said you're okay, if you're sick, please treat you."

Du Zhongwei's eyes twitched: "I'm serious about you, who's talking nonsense to you? Don't you see that Song Huiying is interested in you? Don't tell me you don't know."

Ma Tao narrowed his eyes and looked into the ward. Thinking about it, Song Huiying looked at her eyes all the time, and he shook his head: "No, I don't think there is anything wrong, are you thinking too much?"

Du Zongwei hummed: "Anyway, I have told you, it depends on your buddy if you listen. Don't cry when something happens to you."

After saying that, Du Zhongwei pushed open the door of the ward and walked in. Ma Tao followed Du Zongwei. He lowered his head and stood quietly.

Song Hye-ying felt that the atmosphere would become different after they came out. Ma Tao obviously lost his previous enthusiasm for him. He lowered his head and tears were about to fall.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely awkward, and no one knew how to speak, who would speak first.

Du Zongwei glanced at Ma Tao, clenched his fist with his right hand to his mouth, coughed, and walked towards Song Huiying: "Well, think about it, after you entered the house, which of your blood was pouring out from your body?"

Song Hye-ying never looked up. He stirred his hands together, bit his lower lip, and said in a very low voice: "I feel my blood flowing out of every pore in my skin."

"Squeak" The doctor led the nurse to push the door and walked in, came to Song Hye-ying's bed, and handed her a thermometer.

The doctor held the book in his hand and looked up at Song Hye-ying: "Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you sweat when you sleep at night? Have you noticed fever?"

Song Hye-ying looked at the doctor in confusion, not knowing how to answer. He felt very tired and always had no strength.

At this time, Ma Tao came over and looked at the doctor: "Doctor, he was in a coma all night yesterday. He probably couldn't explain the specific situation."

The doctor turned his head and looked at Ma Tao, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes: "What are you doing with the bed? Didn't you find out if she had a fever last night?"

Du Zhongwei was too lazy to deal with the doctor anymore, so she raised her head and replied: "No, no fever."

The nurse came over, picked up the thermometer under Song Hyeying's armpit, and looked in front of her, and widened her eyes in disbelief.

The nurse put down the thermometer, rubbed her eyes, and continued to look at the temperature, but the same was true, thirty-nine degrees five, not high or low.

The nurse handed the thermometer to the doctor. The doctor took it and looked at it. He reached out and touched Song Hye-ying's forehead, frowned tightly.

The doctor suddenly raised his head and looked at Ma Tao angrily: "How did you take care of the patient? Now she has a high fever of 39 degrees and 5 degrees. You didn't notice it. You two left one and came out with me alone."

Ma Tao glanced at Du Zhongwei, walked out behind the doctor, and came to the doctor's office.

The doctor put the rounds book on the table, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, and flipped through Song Hye-ying's medical record.

Ma Tao was checking clearly that his breast plate was hanging on the doctor's chest, and the new plate read, attending doctor Hu Ming.

Ma Tao hurriedly asked, "Doctor Hu, is there anything he has to do?"

It is said that the doctor is a parent. Doctor Hu angrily put the teacup on the table and made a "bang" sound: "It's all high fever to 39 degrees and 5 degrees. You said you have something to do or nothing, so come and ask me, what's going on with your husband and how do you take care of your wife?"

Doctor Hu asked questions one after another, which made Ma Tao confused. He opened his mouth to explain, but Doctor Hu kept saying that he couldn't even get in.

Dr. Hu finally vented his anger, and he picked up the tea and took another sip.

Ma Tao finally could interrupt, and he said calmly: "Doctor Hu, you misunderstood. I am not her husband, we are just friends. Doctor Hu will talk about Song Huiying's condition first."

Dr. Hu looked at Ma Tao and coughed embarrassedly: "Cough cough, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you, you can sit down first. Song Huiying's condition is quite complicated now. As his symptoms are obviously leukemia.

I had asked the nurse to test his blood neck, and the result would come out in a while."

As soon as Doctor Hu finished speaking, the nurse pushed the door and walked away: "Doctor Hu, the test results are back, you can take a look."

Dr. Hu took the test form and took it in front of him, his brows getting tighter and tighter.

Ma Tao's heart became nervous, and I turned into a fist with my left hand, and asked nervously: "How about Dr. Hu?"

Dr. Hu handed the test form to Ma Tao: "Look, I guessed right, it is indeed leukemia. He has too many white blood cells and the hematopoietic stem cells are broken."

Ma Tao was so anxious that he was sweating. He looked at Dr. Hu and asked earnestly: "What should I do now and how to treat it, you said."

Dr. Hu shook his head: "Leukemia, there is no law in the world yet, and we have no choice. You should be discharged from the hospital."

Ma Tao walked out of Dr. Hu's office with his tired body. His mood was particularly heavy and his face was gloomy.

Ma Tao walked to the door of the ward, breathed a long sigh, hung the corner of his mouth slightly towards the wall, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Song Hye-ying and Du Zhongwei raised their heads to look at Ma Tao at the same time. Du Zhongwei asked first: "How is it, Song Hye-ying is nothing wrong, right?"

Ma Tao smiled at Song Hye-ying and comforted her, "It's okay, don't worry, the doctor said nothing is wrong, let's clean up and discharge it from the hospital."

After Ma Tao finished speaking, Song Huiying and Du Zhongwei had a look of confusion in their eyes, obviously not believing that the high fever was thirty-nine degrees and five degrees. How could he get rid of the hospital with packing things? What kind of doctor is this?

Du Zhongwei walked over and pulled Ma Tao toward the door.

Song Hye-ying's figure came out from the hospital bed: "You don't have to go out. Just tell me if you have anything, I know my own body."

Ma Tao and Du Zhongwei looked at each other, and Ma Tao asked, "Is my expression that obvious?"

Du Zhongwei stretched out his finger and circled Ma Tao's face, saying, "Your expression is written on your face, so obvious, can you still need to guess?"

Ma Tao closed his eyes, opened it again, turned around, looked at Song Hye Kyo, moved a bench and sat in front of the bed: "You must hold on, listen to me first."

Song Hye-ying pulled the corners of her mouth, her pale face was particularly distressing under the sunlight: "I have encountered such a terrible thing, and there are any strong winds and waves that can push me down. Tell me, I'm prepared."

Ma Tao nodded, looked at Song Huiying, and kept observing her expression: "The doctor has diagnosed you with leukemia."

Although Song Hye-ying was prepared, she was still shocked when she heard the word leukemia. Tears slid down her cheeks, and her whole body was dumbfounded, as if her soul was out of her body.

Du Zhongwei touched Ma Tao and asked with his eyes, is it really not that true or not?

Ma Tao rolled his eyes. For such a big thing, who would joke about this? Du Zhongwei wouldn't have a brain splash. He actually asked some idiotic questions today.

Song Hye-ying stayed in the bed, tears flowing more and more. She jumped off the bed and stretched her head to hit the wall.

Ma Tao and Du Zhongwei hurried over, pulled Song Huiying back and pressed it on the bed.

Song Huiying struggled wildly, and in a short while, a bruise appeared in the place where Ma Tao and Du Zhongwei pressed it.

Ma Tao followed Song Hye-ying and stared at her eyes and shouted: "Okay, stop making trouble, I have a way."

Du Zhongwei turned to look at Ma Tao, yes, Ma Tao has a way, why did he forget about this? It was all Song Hui who made trouble.

Song Huiying stopped and looked at Ma Tao with grievance: "Actually, you don't have to comfort me. It's better to die than to live like me. I was cruelly sold to Lao Zhang's family by my own father. Later, I wanted to withdraw from the marriage, but I was arrested. I let the blood on my body dry. If I let it go, I will die. God wants to punish me, but I actually got leukemia."

Du Zhongwei and Ma Tao also felt deeply sympathetic about Song Hye-ying's experience, but sympathy is sympathy, and things still have to be done.

Du Zhongwei and Ma Tao let go of Song Hye-ying. Ma Tao looked at Song Hye-ying, raised his right hand, stretched out three fingers, and promised Song Hye-ying: "Don't worry, I will definitely save you."
Chapter completed!