Chapter 937: sad lungs
Chapter 937 Sad Lung
Xia Ling has never noticed it. When did he start coughing?
Occasionally, she remembered him standing in the wind on the day of moving, with a slight coughing sound when he spoke.
Her heart sank a little bit. Could it be that, as Chu Chen said, he was suffering from a terminal illness? Looking at the man who was carefully picking up the paper crane, she wanted to rush forward and ask for explanation. However, she was afraid. What should she do if it was true? In the end, she just stood motionless by the door, thoughts swirling in her mind.
Pei Ziheng cleaned up the colorful paper cranes, smoothed them one by one, and put them back into the dark blue-purple kraft paper box that was somewhat damaged by her fall. Then, he fastened the box carefully, repaired the damage on it carefully, and wiped the dirt on it with his sleeves.
Xia Ling's nose was sore. He had always been such a decent and dignified person, and he had never wiped something with his sleeves without caring about his image. He was so shabby.
After a long while, he put the carton away, stood up and saw her, and was caught off guard.
The fatigue and sadness on his face couldn't be hidden in time, and he was in a state of embarrassment. He tried his best to make him smile, but he only made an ugly and funny expression like crying. "Xiao Ling." He called in a hoarse voice, and when he saw her coming back, there was a sense of surprise in his voice.
She couldn't help it anymore: "Pei Ziheng! Don't think you can use Chu Chen to deceive me and make up all kinds of nonsense to make me change my mind!"
He was slightly startled: "What?"
She yelled at him: "You are still pretending! Chu Chen said you have cancer! It's so funny. You are so strong, how could you get that disease?! Don't use such lame excuses to lie to others, okay!"
His eyes were lowered, covering his expression.
After a long time, he said: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let Chu Chen lie to you."
Her heart sank to the bottom. She knew him too well, having been together for more than twenty years in two lifetimes, and she knew very well that if he really lied to her, he would not admit it so happily. "It's true, right?" Her voice was trembling.
Pei Ziheng said: "I lied to you."
“Why did you call me that night?”
He stopped talking and knew what night she was talking about - when she witnessed Qing Ge being shot and cried so much that she fainted and was sent to the hospital in an ambulance by Li Lei for rescue. And he was shot by Li Lei. Chu Chen took him to the hospital for treatment and did a full body examination...
It was that night that I was diagnosed with a terminal illness...
Hand holding the medical certificate, he stayed up all night in the luxurious single ward and opened his address book, but there was no one to talk to. Unknowingly, he dialed her number, but was hung up on.
His expression was as gloomy as death.
Xia Ling forced herself to calm down: "What kind of cancer?"
Pei Ziheng was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Lung cancer."
“Show me the medical certificate.” She wished she was dreaming.
“Xiao Ling…”
"Show me!" She couldn't stand it anymore and suddenly shouted, "Pei Ziheng, you are a psycho, a pervert, a devil, a beast! You can torture others, but why don't you let yourself go?! Why don't you stay in the hospital when you are so sick? Don't you think you can die quickly enough? Pei Ziheng, you are just doing it for yourself!" She cursed, and his expression changed every time. Just a bit bleak.
Xia Ling lost her mind and rushed forward and grabbed him by the collar: "You beast, villain! Haven't you done enough harm to me over the years?! Now you still want to control me! Seeing it, it's not easy...it's not easy for me We can be happy with Li Lei... We have so many babies and have our own life... looking forward to the birth of a new child... But, but you... you are actually sick... why are you sick? "
Her voice gradually became choked, changed its tone, and became weak.
Pei Ziheng's expression became even more bleak, looking at her sadly and desperately.
"Pei Ziheng..." she cried, holding on to his finely crafted but worn-out shirt, unable to even stand steady, "You are so bad, why, why can't I let go... If something happens to you, Tell me, tell me how to be happy with peace of mind...?"
Her voice became increasingly hoarse, and her hand holding on to him became weaker and weaker.
He didn't expect that she would say these words. His expression was shocked, and he stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms: "Xiao Ling, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He repeated it over and over again, regardless of her weak struggle.
That day, Xia Ling followed him back and dug out the diagnostic report.
Mother Zhou was wiping her tears beside her and told her: "Miss Ling, you don't know how sad my husband has been over the years...Since you left, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. He often wakes up in the middle of the night, thinking you are still there and asking me , 'Where's Xiao Ling? '. My husband devoted all his time to work in order to miss you, but how could he miss you? Everything was on his mind... Slowly, he started to cough and still refused to look. ..." Zhou's mother burst into tears: "Finally, this time, Mr. Chu took him for a check-up. The doctor said that he had sad lung disease..."
The old maid was in a mess from crying.
Xia Ling was about to cry again. Holding back her tears, she read the diagnosis letter at a glance, lung cancer, middle and late stage, followed by a bunch of terms, vague words such as "metastasis" and "radiotherapy"...
Xia Ling felt weak all over and didn't know what to do. She felt like the sky was falling and the earth was falling. She was even more frightened than when she watched Li Lei fall off the cliff. Because she knew that if something happened to Li Lei, she could still die for his love, but what if something happened to Pei Ziheng?
He is her god, her heaven, her immortal teacher, her father, her brother...
And the love and hate between two lives.
She originally thought that he was so indestructible that no matter what he suffered, he could always stand and be an eternal king. But at this moment, I realized that he was also a human being of flesh and blood. He would be born, old, sick, and die. Perhaps at some inadvertent turning point in his life, he would disappear from this world forever...
She didn’t know how she got back to her home.
Li Lei finished his official duties early today and had a table full of sumptuous delicacies waiting for her at home. He was shocked when he looked at her face and said, "Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you?!"
She shook her head and murmured to him as if sleepwalking: "Pei Ziheng is sick."
Li Lei frowned: "Is it a serious illness?" He knew his woman well, and if it was just an ordinary illness, she would never be so devastated.
Sure enough, Xia Ling said in a weak voice: "Cancer."
She curled up and sat down on the sofa, hugged herself tightly, and asked herself in a low voice, as if asking Li Lei: "What should I do if he dies?" Although she now has a family, parents, husband, and cute child, but no one can replace that man's place in her heart...
Although, she hates him.
But he will always be the one who took her out of the orphanage and raised her up.
(End of this chapter)