nucmednet Chapter 270 What Should We Do?
Chapter 270 What Should We Do?
In the somewhat cold testing room of the military hospital, the lights were shining brightly, as if casting a layer of tense aura over everything.
Mu Xiaoji and Luo Jinxi stood beside the instrument computer, their brows tightly furrowed, their eyes full of worry and tension, not daring to take their eyes off the equipment inspection results for a moment.
Jiang Chengyu lay there quietly, as if he was trapped in an endless dream, with no sign of waking up. His face was calm, but it made the people around him feel confused.
Luo Shaoqing skillfully operated the complex testing equipment, his eyes fixed on the screen, and he kept muttering:
"Strange, really strange. All the indicators and data show normal, but why is he pulled into such a deep sleep as if by some mysterious force?"
His brows were furrowed into a deep "川" shape, and his face was full of confusion.
Cao Guohua had a serious look on his face and said to Mu Xiaoji in all seriousness: "This is how Jiang Chengyu looked when I called you last time.
At that time you said he was avoiding things and pretending to be asleep. I also hoped that was just the case, so I chose to let him sleep until he woke up naturally.
But now it seems that this is by no means a good thing. His current condition must arouse our high vigilance and we must treat it as a top priority.
We have to quickly look for related cases. If we allow him to gradually fall into a deeper sleep, the consequences will be disastrous. He may become a vegetable and never wake up. "
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were slightly red. He couldn't believe what he saw. He slowly walked to Jiang Chengyu and gently held his hand. The hand was as warm as usual, but there was no response at all.
He choked up and said, "Little Monster, what's wrong with you? When did you start to be like this? Are you hiding something from me?
Why didn't you tell me? Do you know how worried I am about you? " His voice trembled slightly, and every word was full of affection and anxiety.
Luo Jinxi was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She asked anxiously, "Grandpa, is there really no way to solve a problem like his?
The world is so big, isn't there a similar case to refer to? Can we just watch helplessly now? Is there no other way to wake him up?"
Her eyes were full of helplessness as she looked at Cao Guohua, hoping to get a glimmer of hope from him.
Cao Guohua shook his head helplessly, his old face full of frustration. He let out a long sigh, and the entire testing room was filled with a heavy, almost suffocating atmosphere.
In the extremely luxurious villa in Goldsmith Bay, the warm sunlight shines through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows onto the smooth marble floor, forming patches of golden light.
The old lady sat on the comfortable sofa, a loving smile on her face. That smile was like the warm sun in winter, gentle and kind. Her eyes never left Shen Rou and Xiao Yue who were slowly pacing in the living room.
Xiao Yue held his heavy body, one hand on his waist and the other on Shen Rou's shoulder. Every step he took seemed a little strenuous, but his eyes showed tenacity.
At this time, Song Shijie walked into the living room with steady steps, standing straight like a pine tree.
His deep eyes flashed with concern the moment he saw Shen Rou helping Xiao Yue to move around. He quickly walked forward and asked with concern: "How many laps did Xiao Yue walk today? Don't tire the child out."
Xiao Yue heard the voice, raised his head, looked at Song Shijie with a smile, and said, "Uncle Song is back? I haven't done much activity today! Young Master Jiang told me that more activity is good for the birth of the baby."
After hearing this, Song Shijie smiled and said, "The child is overnourished this time, which has caused Cheng Yu a lot of trouble. We must follow the doctor's advice and arrange nutrition reasonably. We can't take it lightly. Xiaoyue, you are in this state now, which really makes everyone feel distressed, but we don't have any better solution."
The old lady beside him also laughed and said, "It's almost time. The baby will be born soon! This baby will be chubby and cute when he is born. The old people always say that the more outstanding a child is, the more tormenting he will be."
Shen Rou looked at Xiao Yue's slightly tired face, her eyes full of concern, and said softly: "Xiao Yue, why don't you sit down and rest for a while before leaving?"
Song Shijie took off his coat and hung it neatly on the exquisite clothes rack beside him, and said, "Xiao Yue, take a rest. Okay, we can do it again in an hour."
As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the expensive watch on his wrist. The dial was gleaming with a faint luster in the sun, and the movement of the hour and minute hands seemed to be timing the upcoming birth of the baby in Xiaoyue's belly.
Song Shijie walked into the living room with slightly heavy steps and slowly sat down on the sofa.
He reached out and picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of hot water, took a sip, and frowned unconsciously. He said in a heavy tone like a dark cloud, "It seems that something is wrong with Cheng Yu's return this time."
Shen Rou was originally looking at Xiao Yue intently. After hearing this, she immediately turned her gaze to Song Shijie and asked with concern in her eyes: "Ajie, did you see anything?"
Song Shijie shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with confusion: "It's hard to say, really hard to say. I wonder if he and Chenxi are having a quarrel?
Or maybe there was something wrong with Cheng Yu himself. His behavior that day was really strange. He handed me a file bag and his expression was so serious that I was a little scared.
He specifically reminded me to keep this file bag well, and his tone was as if it was the most important thing in the world.
He also said that if Chenxi fell ill one day, he wanted me to take this file bag to the landing plane to find Miss Karina, saying that only she could help us save Chenxi.
I was very confused at the time. Cheng Yu was the one who knew Chenxi's illness best. He was an authoritative doctor. Was there any problem he couldn't solve?
I asked him, but he just told me to do what he said and refused to say anything else.
"Rou'er, do you think Cheng Yu is going to leave Chenxi? Or is there something else we don't know about?"
Shen Rou became nervous after hearing this and said, "Did you open the file bag to see what's inside? If you open it, all your doubts will be solved!"
Song Shijie looked embarrassed and frowned even more deeply: "Isn't this bad? After all, this is something Cheng Yu gave me. It's not appropriate to look through it casually."
Shen Rou looked anxious and walked back and forth in the living room. "Since he gave you the thing, he must trust you. This thing is yours to some extent. You should have no problem looking at the contents!"
Song Shijie's mind suddenly emerged the scene of Jiang Chengyu giving him something. That serious and resolute expression kept flashing before his eyes, and he felt that what Shen Rou said seemed to make sense.
Song Shijie stood up suddenly, and with an urgent sense of mission, he strode towards the study upstairs.
He opened the door of the study, walked quickly to the desk, and opened the drawer. The file bag lay there so conspicuously, as if it had a mysterious attraction.
Song Shijie picked up the file bag, pulled the white string with trembling fingers, opened the pocket, and then reached in to take out the two letters inside.
He slowly sat down in his office chair, took a deep breath, and opened the letter.
When his eyes fell upon the two shocking words on the letter paper, Song Shijie felt as if struck by lightning. He instantly began to tremble all over. His lips trembled slightly as he murmured, "Suicide note?"
After the shock, Song Shijie jumped up from his chair as if he was scalded by fire. He stood up and ran down the stairs in two steps at a time. His hurried footsteps echoed in the villa.
Shen Rou was talking to Xiao Yue downstairs. When she heard the noise, she looked at Song Shijie in surprise: "Ajie, slow down. What's the matter that makes you so panicked?"
Song Shijie didn't bother to answer, and walked straight to Shen Rou, who was helping Xiao Yue take a walk. He held the letter in his trembling hands, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Rou'er, look, this is Jiang Chengyu's suicide note."
Shen Rou hurriedly took the suicide note and read it quickly. Her eyes widened and tears welled up in her eyes: "Cheng Yu...is his end coming? How could this child be like this?"
As she spoke, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she choked up and said, "I didn't understand him at all before. Just because he accompanied Chenxi too much, I felt disgusted, targeted him everywhere, and told him to leave Chenxi.
But who knows how many sacrifices he made silently behind the scenes? We have always only seen his glamorous appearance, but we know nothing about the sadness behind him.
Ajie, should we tell Chenxi about this? Our son is also studying medicine, let's see if he can help Cheng Yu?"
Song Shijie was at a loss, his eyes showing panic: “Rou’er, I think I should tell Chenxi.
If Cheng Yu's organs are transplanted to Chenxi in the future, and Chenxi knows that we have known about this for a long time but did not discuss it with him, will he hate us for the rest of his life?
What’s more, our son can’t forgive us for Cheng Yu secretly giving Chen Xi a surrogate pregnancy! If we keep it a secret from him again, the relationship between us and our son may be irreparable.”
Xiao Yue listened quietly to their conversation, her lips trembling slightly, her eyes filled with a complex emotion of shock and sadness.
She subconsciously raised her hand and covered her mouth, as if she was trying to hold back the sobs that were about to overflow from her throat, but tears still kept rolling in her eyes.
Her voice was choked with sobs as she whispered, "How could this happen... Young Master Jiang is such a good person, how could this happen?
He has always been like the sun in our lives, warm and reliable. Whenever he is around, it feels like all problems can be solved.
He is like the light that never goes out, illuminating each of us. How could he..."
The old lady was originally sitting on the sofa. Seeing everyone's strange expressions, she felt uneasy.
When she saw everyone's extremely ugly faces, she frowned nervously and asked quickly:
"What are you talking about? Why do you all look so bad? Did something serious happen?"
Shen Rou was already crying. She wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said with sobs, "Mom, Cheng Yu's child is in trouble. We are discussing whether to tell your eldest grandson."
When the old lady heard this, her expression suddenly became serious. She said unhappily, "Don't tell my eldest grandson. His health is not good to begin with. What if he gets hurt by this? We have to calm down first and not act rashly."
Song Shijie was like being struck by a thunderbolt, and his whole body was shocked. He frowned, his eyes full of hesitation and worry, and said: "Rou'er, what mom said is right! We have to think carefully.
It would be terrible if Chenxi is fine now and we tell him about this, which may cause his old illness to relapse.
And if anything happens to Chenxi, Cheng Yu will definitely be in a dilemma. He cares so much about Chenxi, so he will probably blame himself even more at that time."
After hearing this, Shen Rou and Xiao Yue wiped their tears and grumbled anxiously, "Yes, what should we do?"
At this moment, the living room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere. Everyone was troubled by this dilemma, as if a thick dark cloud was hanging over everyone's head, lingering.