Lu Xing went to see Shi Yan’s attending physician.
Heart failure.
Of course, the critical illness notice was issued because of heart failure.
He nodded absentmindedly:
"The disease is developing rapidly? Is it because of the previous fever or something?"
The attending physician shook his head:
"Many reasons."
He said a lot of professional terms, which made Lu Xing feel dizzy. He only knew that Shi Yan's body was probably completely broken. Possible sudden death.
Lu Xing was inexplicably frightened and a little angry.
He suppressed these two emotions and asked the doctor:
"The nurse said he has a mental problem?"
The attending doctor nodded. :
"Mr. Shi's memory is somewhat confused. He seems to have confused you, Mr. Lu, with Mr. Qin."
As he spoke, he took out the Shi Banquet recorded by the nurse. Some gibberish.
Lu Xing took it, and the scrawled words of the medical staff made him discern what Shi Yan had said for five minutes before he realized what he had said.
Lu Xing changes color.
His eyes slowly turned scarlet without him even knowing it.
"Mr. Lu, your eyes..." The attending doctor wanted to ask him if he had acute conjunctivitis, but Lu Xing's eyes returned to normal.
His thinking was confused.
Various thoughts came to mind.
After a while, Shi Yanqi made a better move.
After a while, Shi Yan was really stimulated.
He wanted Shi Yan to wake up immediately and speak clearly.
He must speak to him immediately.
But that is impossible.
The attending physician even hinted to him just now that if Shi Yan's condition worsened, he might need a heart transplant.
Lu Xing could only suppress those chaotic thoughts.
That night, he did not leave the hospital.
Of course he went to work at the company as normal the next day, and only went to the hospital during visiting hours at noon.
Shi Yan did not wake up.
He didn't even hear a word spoken in his sleep.
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Lu Xing went to the hospital again after get off work in the evening.
Shi Yan still didn’t wake up and was talking in his sleep.
Lu Xing laughed angrily.
He stood on the hospital bed wearing a sterile isolation gown and whispered to the person on the bed:
"Little waste, I really didn't expect you to have such ability." < /p>
After saying this, he left the ICU without looking back and never went back.
But the person did not leave, but the soul remainedGot there.
[How is it, my dear 77, has Lu Xing’s negative mood increased again? 】Shi Yan decided to leave Lu Xing for two more days before unloading the sick beauty halo.
Very happy, Lu Xing’s negative emotions have been growing slowly in the past few days, and now have reached 62%:
[Why is this, host? Why did Lu Xing's negative emotions start to rise? You haven't had a showdown with him yet, why does he look like he's lost? ]
[Dear 77, have you forgotten what I said? Lu Xing's negative emotions are his favorability. 】
【I am using the method of brushing up the favorability to brush off negative emotions. Didn't you notice? 】
Shi Yan’s tone was gloomy, obviously not very happy.
I dare not ask more questions.
Shi Yan kindly explained it:
[Do you know when the most beautiful stage of a normal love relationship is? I won’t be too close, dear 77, Lu Xing is in this stage now, a stage of ambiguity and worry about gains and losses. ]
[At this time, the more I don't give him an answer, the more negative emotions he will get. ]
He did not say that there was a pit buried here.
A pit that would turn Lu Xing to pieces.
After traveling through so many worlds, Shi Yan has learned to leave a way out for himself.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.
Just as Shi Yanhe said that day, Lu Xing's negative emotions are still growing in the past two days, but at a slower rate than before, currently reaching 62.8%.
Shi Yan knew that this was almost his limit at this stage, so he immediately took off the sick beauty halo and woke up.
When wearing the halo, Shi Yan was dying, sick and haggard but unnaturally beautiful.
After taking off the halo, Shi Yan's various statistics have been improved, but he has an obvious sick appearance like a seriously ill patient, looking even more sickly than before.
Lu Xing rushed over as soon as he received the news that he had woken up.
Then, his negative emotions rose to 64%.
Shi Yan was half-lying on the hospital bed at a 45° angle. The oxygen mask was replaced by a nasal oxygen tube. When their eyes came into contact, Shi Yan smiled slightly.
He called him:
"Rose."