after double rebirth

Chapter 5 He's Killing

There are melodious music flowing in the French restaurant with a romantic atmosphere, blooming roses and hanging vines beside the dining table, and the retro-style decorations are complicated and magnificent.

Tan Yi opened the seat for Zhuang Yelin, and the two sat opposite each other.The wait staff put the menu written in French in front of them.Zhuang Yelin proficiently reported the meals. After listening to Tan Yi, he couldn't help asking: "I remember you don't like cheese with green grapes."

Zhuang Yelin handed back the menu, "After so many years, people's tastes will always change."

Just like Tan Yi, he prefers deep-roasted coffee with less milk and less sugar than when he was in college, and Zhuang Yelin also eats green cheese that he never drank when he was a teenager.

"But some things never change, don't they?" Zhuang Yelin smiled at him, his peach blossom eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and he still looked in his early twenties in a trance.

"Ah."

The lunch time is very short, and Tan Yi still has a lot of work to do in the afternoon.The two said goodbye downstairs in the company, and the driver sent Zhuang Yelin home.When parting, Zhuang Yelin lowered the car window and looked at Tan Yi outside the car with a smile, "Can I have a kiss?"

Tan Yi bent slightly and stood outside, looking down from this angle, Zhuang Yelin and Ji Huai are too similar, their peach blossom eyes and tear moles are exactly the same, making Tan Yi can't help but think of a past .

That time Tan Yi was going abroad to attend an important technology summit, which took at least half a month, which was considered a very long business trip.The plane was scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning, and Ji Huai specially asked for leave to send him on the plane.Because there were other company executives in the terminal, he didn't let Ji Huai get off the car, but sent him outside the terminal.

At that time, when he got out of the car, the assistant was picking up the luggage in the trunk, and Ji Huai was also lying on the outside of the car window looking at him, looking hesitant to speak, but he opened his mouth several times without saying anything.Long-term parking is not allowed on the road outside the terminal building, so after the assistant took the suitcase, Tan Yi interrupted Ji Huai's "Sir" that he finally said, and said directly to him, "I'm leaving, go back Bar."

Thinking about it now, at that time, Ji Huai probably wanted a kiss too.No, he was timid and cowardly, probably he didn't dare to ask him for a kiss, it would be more likely for him to reply after he landed.

Why did I think of him again.Tan Yi frowned slightly, but he quickly relaxed his brows, not wanting Zhuang Yelin to catch his distraction.

He leaned over and kissed Zhuang Yelin's forehead lightly, "Go back, be careful on the road."

Zhuang Yelin smiled. After watching Tan Yi enter the hall, he leaned back on his seat and raised the window.

The driver asked: "Mr. Zhuang, shall I take you home?"

Zhuang Yelin looked down at his mobile phone. On the screen was the chat history of the social software. He read the other party's "Everything is arranged, he agreed" back and forth several times, and slowly typed a line, The slender white fingers danced on the screen, as gracefully as on the black and white keys.

"Keep an eye on him, and make sure not to make any mistakes. And don't let the people in the hospital find him."

Then he long-pressed to delete the conversation, and said to the driver, "Go home, I want to change clothes, and I have a dinner party tonight."

The black Land Rover merged into the boulevard from the side road and drove towards the lakeside villa area. When passing by A Central Hospital, Zhuang Yelin glanced at it lightly, and sneered, "It's a fake."

"What?" the driver asked, "Mr. Zhuang, I didn't hear clearly."

"Nothing." Zhuang Yelin turned around.

At this moment, outside Ji Huai's aseptic warehouse in the Hematology Department of the Central Hospital.

It's visiting time. Ji Nuannuan was the one who came to see him today. She was lying on the small window and could see the people lying on the hospital bed. Ji Huai could sit up and greet them a few days ago, but since yesterday he hasn't With no strength left, he could only lie on the bed, with various instruments connected to his body, making him appear smaller and more fragile, as if he was about to disappear soon.

Ji Nuannuan was worried, and repeatedly confirmed with Cheng Yucheng: "Is it normal for him to behave like this? He will be fine."

"It's normal," Cheng Yousheng reassured, "The marrow donor will arrange to donate marrow today. After the hospital over there does the pre-treatment, the transplant will be completed tomorrow, and it will get better later."

Ji Nuannuan bit her lip, but was not comforted much.

"Don't worry." Cheng Youcheng patted her on the shoulder lightly, "The visiting time is up, you can go back."

Ji Nuannuan took another look at the people in the ward before leaving with a heart.

Ji Huai was already three years old when he came to the orphanage. He had some vague memories, so he was extraordinarily withdrawn, had few friends, and was not liked by the teachers. Only Bai Mei loved him and always paid attention to him.Once Ji Huai didn't know where to go, Bai Mei asked her to help find someone, she raked the corners of the orphanage with her short legs, and finally found him in the warehouse.

A wooden stick was placed between the handles of the two doors so that no one inside could open them.

She took off the wooden stick, opened the warehouse door, and saw little Ji Huai curled up on the high jumping mat, like a poor puppy.

At that time, Ji Nuannuan was also very distressed, just like now.

She sighed and trudged towards the elevator.

Cheng Yousheng finished his ward rounds, changed his clothes and was about to have lunch, when the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Inexplicably, Cheng Yousheng felt ominous, took out his phone, and saw that the contact person displayed on the screen was the director of the department, "Director Gao."

"Doctor Cheng, I have something to talk to you about. Come to my office."

Cheng Yousheng clenched his phone tightly, turned around and walked upstairs. Ten minutes later, a roar broke out in the office area: "He is killing people!"

Cheng Yousheng was furious. He stood up and put his hands on the director's desk. Alpha's tall body put a lot of pressure on the director who was over half a century old. Director Gao couldn't help but backed up half a meter.

"The patient has had his marrow removed now, do you know that?! Now a cold can kill him! You tell me that he regrets donating now, what did he do long ago, ah, why didn't he say it earlier if he didn't want to donate The veins on Cheng Yousheng's forehead popped up, and his voice became hoarse, "I gave him more than a month to prepare! If he regrets before entering the warehouse, I won't say anything, then everything will be in time. But now, no!"

Director Gao raised his hands and made a gesture of pressing down, "You Sheng, calm down, I know all this, I am also a doctor, but..."

"No but," Cheng Yousheng uncontrollably released the oppressive pheromone, "I can't accept but, neither can the patient, nor can the family members. Director, you are also a doctor, so tell me how I can explain to the patient and family members? How can I go about it? Tell them that the donor regretted the donation the day before the operation? How can I tell them that now they have to wait for death, huh? Director? Speak up!"

"Calm down!" Director Gao's expression turned ugly, "It's not up to me to decide whether to donate or not is voluntary, we have no choice!"

Cheng Yousheng roared: "I can't calm down! Give me your contact information, and I'm going to ask him why he regrets donating! His behavior is killing people!"

It's not that he hasn't experienced the death of a patient under his name, but this time it's different, Ji Huai is different, he pulled Ji Huai back from the death line bit by bit with his own hands, he looked at Ji Huai with no desire to survive. Bit by bit it became today, and he gave him hope for life.Cheng Yousheng couldn't accept to extinguish this glimmer of hope with his own hands.

"Impossible," Director Gao said, "I don't have his contact information, and even if I did, I wouldn't give it to you. What are you going to do, force him to donate? Your behavior is against the rules. Cheng Yousheng, what you should do now The most important thing is to immediately transplant the patient's own hematopoietic stem cells back into his body to prolong his life and wait for the next match. If he can wait, he still has hope."

"Director Gao, in this case, can you convince yourself?" Cheng Yousheng asked.

Director Gao was silent.

Cheng Yousheng slapped the table hard, turned around and strode out of the office. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Yusheng? What's the matter, aren't you working now?"

"Dad," Cheng Yousheng's voice trembled, "do me a favor."

"Wait a minute." There was a soft human voice on the other side of the phone, and it quieted down after a while, and Cheng's father's voice sounded again, "What's the matter, what's the trouble?"

"Help me look up a person, from the bone marrow bank in City A, his number is..."

Half an hour later, Cheng's father called: "You Sheng, this number does not exist."

"How could it be!" Cheng Yousheng turned on the computer and checked again, "Impossible, I got his blood cell sample, how could it not exist."

Cheng's father was silent for a moment: "It should be that someone has canceled his number. I can't find any more."

Cheng's father has been in the medical equipment business since he left the hospital, and is now a leading company in the country. The place he can't touch must be a higher level circle.

Cheng Youcheng slowly walked back outside Ji Huai's ward, looking through the glass window at the frail and pale person inside, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Have you offended anyone?" He looked at Ji Huai with some unbearable.

Since there was no better treatment plan, Cheng Yousheng had no choice but to start a preparatory plan to retransplant the hematopoietic stem cells taken out of Ji Huai's body back into his body.But those cells were originally unhealthy, and their ability to differentiate was much weaker than that of normal people. Ji Huai's physical indicators declined like an avalanche.

In just three days, the number of cells in his blood has reached a level that cannot sustain life.

Ji Huai has been in a deep coma, he doesn't know the passage of time, and he doesn't know what's going on outside, he fell into a long dream, or in other words, it's the revolving door of his short twenty-odd years of life.