He thought that Shen Zhichu would only suffer some minor injuries, that those people would not embarrass her too much, he thought that he could rescue her as soon as possible and protect her well.
However, things were completely different from what he thought, he couldn't describe the feeling, lost control, and collapsed across the board.
Is this what "regret" feels like? He has never done anything in his life that made him "regret". Even if he is a little bit unwilling, he will soon be able to calm himself down. He is so confident that after seeing Shen Zhichu who is full of instruments to continue his life, he is completely lost. For the first time in my life, I lost my mind.
Li Jingshen seemed to hear something in his heart shatter instantly.
"Shen ZhichuShen Zhichu" Tears blurred his vision, he gently held Shen Zhichu's hand, and called her name one after another, trying to wake her up.
There was no sound when he cried, only tears kept falling down the corners of his eyes.
"Why didn't you tell me that you had stomach cancer, why did you lie to me!" His brain was in a mess, the only tendon that supported him was completely broken, and he had difficulty breathing due to the pain.
In the quiet ICU room, only the sound of Li Jingshen's breathing was left, heavy and mournful. They never knew that a man's suppressed cry could be so sad, as if he could cry out all the pain.
The medical staff at the scene couldn't bear to look at it. It seemed that Li Jingshen, who had fallen into madness just now, was just an illusion.
Now any words of comfort are useless, Shen Zhichu's arrogance was suppressed by lying down.
Li Jingshen was crying but he didn't feel anything, he just felt his face was cold, he stretched out his hand to touch it, only to find that his face was already full of tears.
He looked at the tear stains on his fingertips, and couldn't recover for a long time. In his memory, crying like this was the day his parents died.
This place is full of repressed despair, which makes him afraid to stay any longer, but he can't leave, he must guard Shen Zhichu to wake up.
He clenched his back teeth tightly, trying to relieve the spasm-like pain in his heart.
Li Jingshen stood up, his legs were numb, and he rushed to his head and his eyes turned black. He slowly supported the head of the bed to stabilize his body.
After a while, Li Jingshen asked: "She will wake up, right." Not asking, but confirming.
The doctor was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "If the patient has a stronger sense of survival, maybe he will recover in the future." He said this very tactfully, after all, the chance of waking up from a vegetative state is too low, and Shen Zhichu still has stomach cancer. He died before he woke up.
Li Jingshen's eyes dimmed, and finally he pursed his thin lips slightly and said nothing. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com