Husband, Please Stop Flirting

In the office, Lin Zixiang looked at the director of the Department sitting opposite. Both of them knew each other. After all, this hospital also had the support of Lin's shares and scientific research fund. "Tell me the truth, is it necessary to treat grandma fengchuchu's disease, or how long she can maintain this state?" Lin Zixiang asked directly, The director was stunned, but nodded immediately.

Take out from the drawer all the examination reports of grandma fengchuchu over the years and record the development of physical diseases in these files.

"You can see for yourself. If there is hope for treatment, I can tell you that it is almost zero. Even if I do this operation myself, it just makes the focus spread slowly in her body. But if you ask how long she can maintain this state, I can tell you that as long as the funds, hospitalization expenses and the best drugs can be guaranteed. Then she can sleep like this for at least ten years... "

Such a state is no different from a vegetable. It can only breathe, or it can be said that it is physically alive.

But she can't speak, see anything, experience anything, and even move. She can only rely on the help of the nurse. What's the difference between this and death? The director has made it clear that Lin Zixiang did not hesitate for a moment to ask: "so, her choice is to live like this?" she refers to Feng ChuChu. The director nodded and said: "I advised her two years ago. There are too few cases of such treatment to improve. It's not a matter of money at all."

"She still insists?"

Lin Zixiang knows exactly what kind of girl Feng ChuChu is. She is stubborn. As long as she adheres to her own ideas, she will stick to it one track. What's more, it's about her grandmother. "Then, all the operation expenses, including the ward and the money for those drugs, should be charged to my account. I will settle them every month..." Lin Zixiang said, taking out a card from his pocket and handing it to the director.

"Your behavior was done by others two years ago..."

The director said in embarrassment. Lin Zixiang screwed up his eyebrows and asked, "Si Yeqing?" the name is strange. The director shook his head, looked at the person opposite and said, "it's old lady Xu and windy mother-in-law." in those years, the old lady went to the hospital in person for only one purpose, that is to make windy and clear have no worries at home. Looking at the sisters lying in the ward, no one was in the room. They talked for a long time.

As for what she talked about, no one knew, but when she came out, Mrs. Xu was a little excited, even the kind of abnormality that no one had seen.

"I also refused, because... Feng ChuChu once told me not to accept anyone's help. She had to hand it in by herself every month. Even if she finally broke up... She couldn't accept other people's help... If he found it or noticed it, he would transfer to another hospital." the Lord sighed. He understood the girl's stubborn temper, so he didn't dare to make decisions without authorization. "I'm not afraid of her transfer. The place where there is no shortage of customers is the hospital. Every year, every day and every second, countless people get sick and come to the hospital for treatment."

"But I'm afraid that if the old lady's illness is transferred to other hospitals, it won't last so long. What's more, other hospitals may look at her clear identity and ask for more useless but expensive drugs. In this way, it deviates from my original intention, so... If you want to help, tell her directly." the director is also a little embarrassed. Over the years, Follow the trend clearly, although I haven't said a few words, I also have a good impression on those who carry all the burden on themselves.

Lin Zixiang nodded and gave up the idea.

"Let me ask you one last question. Was it because of grandma's illness when Feng ChuChu married Si Yeqing?" Lin Zixiang said. The director hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "I don't know about this. It's reasonable to say that I can't disclose any private information about the patient's private life. It's just that the time between her marriage and the old lady's hospital stay is not much different. I don't know the specific reasons!"

Lin Zixiang got a lot of information from the director and walked out of the office with a heavy heart.

Just then, Feng ChuChu came out in tears, stood at the window, gently wiped his tears, "Why are you crying?" Lin Zixiang came to her, gently touched his head and asked. Feng ChuChu shook his head, tried to hold up a smile and said: "Nothing, but when I saw my grandmother like that, I thought I was too selfish. But I only had such a hope to live. I couldn't let it disappear."

"I know, and grandma will know. She won't blame you."

Lin Zixiang looked at the girl gently. She was the same as when she was in primary school. Even if she pretended to be strong, she was fragile in her bones. It was like when she was in primary school, Lin Zixiang was pinched by the wind one day, threatening her that she must go back and tell her parents and drive her out of the school The top pretended to be indifferent and left a tough sentence: "if you don't tell your parents, you're a puppy!"

Originally thought she was really not afraid, but when Lin Zixiang finished school that day, he saw the wind crouching by the school wall and crying secretly.

"Why are you crying?" the sunset after school that day, and some magnificent girls with wet eyes raised their heads, remained in Lin Zixiang's memory forever. She raised her head, also forgot the lawlessness in the class, and asked softly and with some fear: "will you really make me unable to continue reading? Can you not do this... I won't... I won't bully you again!"

That day, Lin Zixiang finally knew that the girls around him were still afraid. They were not so arrogant and strong.

Later, Lin Zixiang also knew from the teacher that his parents were getting divorced, and on the way to the Civil Affairs Bureau for divorce, they had a car accident, so those who wanted to separate were tightly held together when they died. There was still a half burnt marriage certificate in the car. They didn't leave until they died. I don't know what the mood was like when I left