nucmednet Chapter 311 Transplant his organs to Xiaoji
Chapter 311 Transplant his organs to Xiaoji
Mu Xiaoji was sleeping peacefully on the soft, comfortable and white big bed. Jinyang Villa was as quiet as a dreamland gently shrouded by a veil.
The tranquility all around flows slowly like a trickle of water. Only the breeze that occasionally blows past the window seems to be whispering the silent words of the night, quietly disturbing this tranquility that seems isolated from the world.
Suddenly, a low engine sound approached from far away, slowly breaking the silence. It was the unique sound of a Range Rover, as if it was driving towards the villa yard with some heavy mission.
Mu Xiaoji's subconscious seemed to be touched by the sound. He was startled in his confusion and instantly became a little more sober.
Before he fully opened his eyes, his body had already sat up in bed as if by reflex, and then he hurriedly put on his slippers and rushed to the balcony.
His movements were a little flustered, his hair was a little messy, and the collar of his pajamas was slightly open, revealing his chest that was rising and falling with his rapid breathing.
On the balcony, he anxiously held onto the railing and looked down. He saw Luo Jinxi push open the door of the Range Rover and get out steadily.
She seemed to be shrouded in a veil of sadness, and her straight black suit looked particularly solemn under the sunlight.
The white flower on the chest is like a cold starlight in the darkness, dazzling and cold.
Her steps were a little heavy, and every step seemed to be stepping on Mu Xiaoji's heart. The pair of sunglasses on her face covered her eyes, but could not hide the sad aura emanating from her body.
Mu Xiaoji was full of doubts, his brows knitted tightly into the shape of a "川" character. He turned around and hurried downstairs, his hurried footsteps echoing in the stairwell.
The footsteps were like the drumbeats of his anxiety, beating again and again. He opened the door and rushed into the yard, unaware of the cold wind blowing in his face.
He walked straight towards Luo Jinxi, his voice trembling and anxious, and asked softly: "Jinxi, didn't you go to Kuncheng? Why are you back so soon? You...you...who are you mourning for?"
When Luo Jinxi heard his words, he slowly turned around and looked at the funeral home car behind him.
The car seemed to come from another cold world, and its body exuded a chilling aura.
There was a coffin parked on the car. The black coffin looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight, as if it was an unbridgeable gap between life and death.
Mu Xiaoji stared at the coffin with a puzzled look on his face. He opened his mouth slightly and asked, "Who is this? Why did you send it to my house?"
Luo Jinxi slowly raised her hand, and took off the sunglasses with trembling fingertips. Her eyes were red, as if she had just experienced a baptism of grief, full of bloodshot and lingering tears.
Her voice was slightly hoarse, and every word was filled with endless sorrow: "Xiao Ji, this is Jiang Chengyu, your little monster. He...he...is gone."
Mu Xiaoji only felt that his head was hit by a thunderbolt. With a "buzz" sound, the whole world seemed to lose all sounds and colors at this moment, and time seemed to stop.
His feet seemed to be nailed to the spot, unable to move, and his eyes stared at the coffin with empty and lifeless eyes. His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "No, it's impossible, you must be wrong!"
Luo Jinxi could no longer hold back her tears, which surged down like a flood. She said tearfully, "At 10 a.m., after he had performed surgery on Song Wenxuan, he fainted in the corridor as soon as he stepped out of the operating room.
I took him to get checked, but all the tests showed nothing wrong; but he gave me this before and asked me to pass it on to you." As she spoke, she took out a letter.
Mu Xiaoji's attention seemed to be attracted by the letter. His hands began to tremble uncontrollably and he slowly reached out to take the envelope.
Before he opened the envelope, tears had already blurred his eyes, and tears dripped onto the envelope, leaving a small dark mark.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and opened the envelope with slightly trembling fingers. He saw the words "suicide note" written on it.
His eyes quickly scanned the contents of the letter: "My dear Xiaoji, I am writing to you.
I sincerely apologize to you for breaking my promise to you; I will no longer be able to protect you in the days to come.
My only wish is that after I fall asleep, I will selflessly dedicate my organs to you, hoping to be lucky enough to continue to protect you in your body. Love you, little monster."
Luo Jinxi continued to sob and said: "So Jiang Chengyu's body has been sent back to you, you can find an expert professor to fulfill his last wish!"
Mu Xiaoji seemed to have heard something terrible. He widened his eyes in horror and shouted, "No, I don't believe it. I don't believe that the little monster will be willing to leave me."
There seemed to be a burning fire in his heart, driving him to quickly approach the funeral home's car. With a hint of determination and madness in his eyes, he suddenly slapped the coffin lid away.
The coffin lid fell to the ground with a dull sound. Jiang Chengyu was seen lying quietly in the coffin, wearing the red and white clothes he designed during the "World Hua Jewelry Design Competition" in Luoshanji, and wearing a red coral-like crown on his head.
His face was still handsome, as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep, and there seemed to be a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, making him look lifelike.
Mu Xiaoji's heart seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. He cried out heartbreakingly, "Little monster, little monster, wake up... wake up quickly..."
Suddenly, Mu Xiaoji sat up from the bed, tears already streaming down his face. The cold sweat on his forehead soaked the pillow, and there was still a trace of fear and confusion in his eyes.
He looked around and found that he was still in the dormitory of the military hospital. His breathing was rapid and disordered, and it took him a long time to calm down.
His lips moved slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Little monster, are you okay? You won't be willing to leave me alone in this world, right? Little monster..."
The next morning, the brilliant morning light was like a golden veil, shining through the large and bright glass windows and gently falling onto Jiang Chengyu's sleeping face.
The warm light was like nature's gentle caress, but it failed to disturb him at all. He was still deeply immersed in an endless sleep, his face as peaceful as a quiet statue.
Rong Shishan and Song Shijie paced back and forth in the ward, their faces full of anxiety and fatigue, their brows furrowed, and their eyes full of worry and confusion about Jiang Chengyu's current situation.
Rong Shishan's footsteps were a little hurried. He looked up at Jiang Chengyu from time to time and shook his head helplessly.
Finally, he couldn't help but look at Song Shijie, and asked with a hint of urgency and helplessness in his voice: "Boss, what's the matter with this kid? Why is he sleeping so deeply?"
Song Shijie also looked lost. He slowly stopped, raised his hand to rub his temple, and said after a long sigh:
"Go find Doctor Liu and ask him to bring some people over to give Cheng Yu a comprehensive checkup. Make sure you find out what's wrong with him."
Rong Shishan immediately responded: "Okay, Boss, I'll go find a doctor right away." Then he turned around and walked quickly to the door.
The moment the door opened, he was stunned to see Luo Jinxi and Wu Lan standing at the door.
Luo Jinxi's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she hadn't slept all night, tears welled up in her eyes. She tried to raise her head and asked Rong Shishan in a hoarse but expectant voice: "Is he awake?"
Rong Shishan shook his head slightly, his eyes full of regret: "No, Mr. Song asked me to find a doctor to give him a comprehensive examination."
When Luo Jinxi heard this, the sadness on her face became even more intense. She said softly, "No need. I have already checked it thoroughly many times and there is nothing wrong."
Rong Shishan suddenly widened his eyes in surprise, his mouth slightly opened: "What? There is no problem? How is this possible..."
Luo Jinxi raised his head slightly, with a hint of pleading in his eyes: "Can I go in and see him?"
Rong Shishan silently turned sideways, opened the door, and slowly led them into the ward.
Song Shijie was a little surprised to see Rong Shishan coming back. He frowned and asked, "Why are you back? Didn't I ask you to go find a doctor?"
Luo Jinxi sniffed and took a few steps closer, suppressing his grief and saying, "Mr. Song, there's no need to go find a doctor. My grandfather, Professor Cao Guohua, has done many comprehensive examinations on him at the military hospital, and there's really nothing wrong with him. But I don't know why he fell into such a deep sleep."
When Song Shijie heard this, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chengyu's sleeping body.
He murmured to himself, "No wonder he wrote a suicide note in advance..."
Luo Jinxi seemed to have suddenly grasped some important clues. She raised her head abruptly and asked anxiously: "Suicide note? What suicide note?"
Song Shijie shook his head slowly and sighed again: "He came back once a year ago. At that time, Xiaoyue was pregnant and the fetus was too fat, which caused Xiaoyue's placenta to be compressed and the pain was unbearable.
Cheng Yu came back to help her with qigong healing, so that her pregnancy returned to normal. Just one morning, he mysteriously handed me a file bag;
Tell me, if Xiaoji's old illness relapses one day, take that thing to the beautiful country to find Miss Karina, and she will help me cure Xiaoji.
After that, he left Goldsmith Bay Villa. I originally thought he went back to G City, but a few days later on New Year's Eve, he suddenly called me and said he was at Seaview Villa;
He also said that Xiaoji was waiting for him at home to eat dumplings, and asked me to send a helicopter to take him back overnight. Now that I think about it, he might have had this problem at that time. "
Luo Jinxi stared at Song Shijie closely, not missing any details. She continued to ask, "What is the content of the suicide note?"
Song Shijie coughed lightly, as if trying to calm himself down, and then said slowly:
"In his suicide note, he mentioned that if Xiaoji's old illness relapses after he falls into a deep sleep, he wants me to ask Miss Karina to transplant his organs to Xiaoji."
Everyone was shocked after hearing this!