Chapter 6: A Heart That Falls Accidentally 1
Because of Ragud's sudden fainting, Akashi, who rushed out, suggested that I take him to the hospital, and I go home to change and wash. Although I was worried about Ragud, I also knew how embarrassed I was at the moment, so I had to agree to Akashi's suggestion.
By the time I went home to change my clothes and then went to the hospital, Lagud had already been admitted to the ward and was receiving an IV drip. The nurse who was checking on his condition was complaining to Mr. Akashi.
"Do you know how dangerous it is for a patient who is so weak to run out of the hospital rashly? As his friend, you should have not helped to stop him, but you actually helped him deceive us nurses. How despicable!" The nurse, who looked to be about 40 years old, was complaining to Teacher Akashi in a low voice.
Judging from the posture, the scolding may have taken a while. And Akashi teacher, miraculously changed his usual leisurely and elegant demeanor, lowered his head, and accepted the criticism very sincerely.
I secretly laughed in my heart. I never thought that Mr. Akashi would one day be humiliated.
But helping Lagoud escape without telling the nurse?
I was immediately upset. Although I could understand that these two people were worried about me, it was a bit inappropriate for you, Mr. Akashi, to do such a thing.
"Ah, Qiqi, you're here, that's great!" Teacher Akashi saw me and immediately jumped up with joy, as if he had seen a savior. "Head nurse, let me introduce you. This is the one—"
Mr. Akashi pointed at me, then at Lagude: "It's this guy's girlfriend. Just a few hours ago, the couple had a quarrel, and this guy -" he pointed at Lagude again, "got anxious when he heard that his girlfriend was angry. I thought that being too anxious would be bad for the patient's condition, so I lied to the dear head nurse with the great compassion that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."
Uh - teacher, you really are worthy of being a teacher. You can actually turn a wrong thing into such a great and touching thing that helps others .
I curled my lips, and under the strong "suggestive" look of Akashi teacher, I bent my head and said, "I'm sorry, head nurse, it's all my fault. I have caused you so much trouble."
"It's okay to trouble us, youngsters, but you should not do things as you please in the future..." Beep, crackle, clatter, clatter... the head nurse's long lecture began to shift to me.
Teacher Akashi looked at me deeply with eyes filled with gratitude and sympathy, then turned around and walked away while the head nurse wasn't paying attention. I was left alone, helplessly accepting the lecture.
Fortunately, I was lucky. About 20 minutes later, the attending doctor came to check on the patient. The head nurse stopped her lecture and reported Lagoud's condition in detail to the doctor.
I listened quietly and found that the head nurse mainly talked about Lagoud's physical weakness and excessive blood loss, but did not mention his heart disease at all. So after she finished speaking, I quickly added: "Doctor, the patient has a very serious heart disease. I don't know if this blood loss will affect him."
"You said the patient has a heart problem?" The doctor looked up at me in surprise, then quickly took out a stethoscope and listened to Lagoud's left chest. "I see, the heartbeat is indeed very weak."
The doctor frowned and repeated the examination over and over again. "Because we don't know the patient's previous medical history, we have always thought that the patient's weakness was just due to excessive blood loss. Now it seems that it may also be related to his heart disease. Excessive blood loss caused his heart to beat slowly, and-"
The doctor hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and looked at me heavily: "When I checked just now, the patient's heartbeat was obviously weakened. If it continues like this, I'm afraid--"
The doctor didn't finish his words, but his heavy expression made everyone at the scene guess what he had not finished saying.
No way! I shook my head unwillingly: How is it possible? How could the guy who said he would always be by my side just a moment ago leave me in the next second?
I would never believe it.
"Doctor, please check again, and also, please start the treatment quickly. Isn't your hospital a place to treat patients? Since the patient's condition is critical, you must act quickly." I shouted to the doctor in panic.
The doctor seemed to have long been accustomed to the occasional excitement of the patients' families. He was not angry at my impatient attitude and said good-temperedly: "I need to conduct a more detailed examination of the patient immediately. The patient's family members, calm down first. You, get ready immediately." He turned around and instructed his apprentices in an orderly manner.
Soon, Lagude was taken to the cardiology department for more detailed examination and treatment, while I waited quietly outside.
After more than two hours, he was finally pushed out.
The doctor came to me with a heavy face and said, "The patient's heart disease has reached a very serious stage, and he is also physically weak. After discussing with several doctors, none of us agree to perform surgery. But please rest assured, we have already given the patient a cardiotonic, which can temporarily alleviate the deterioration of the patient's heart condition, but we are not sure how long it will last. Please pay more attention to the patient's mood swings, and don't let him show obvious joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness..."
He didn't finish his words, but because of that, my feeling of uneasiness started to grow.
Even the doctors are not sure how long Lagude can live? In other words, this guy in front of me may leave me at any time?
I blinked, and I don't know why, but my eyes felt a little hot.
I looked at Lagoud lying quietly on the bed, and remembered what he said yesterday, asking me to give him a farewell kiss, and that it might be the last kiss. I didn't believe it at the time, after all, I had a deep understanding of this guy's ability to cling to me in just a few days. But I didn't expect that this time, what he said was actually true.
A parting kiss, a final kiss.
If I hadn't appeared, would this guy not have so many emotional ups and downs, wouldn't there be so many things that make him anxious and nervous, wouldn't he be sad and upset...
If I wasn't there, would his condition not have deteriorated so quickly?
probably.
My vision is a little blurry.
So, it's all my fault.
"I'm sorry, Lagude." Even though I knew he couldn't hear me at the moment, I still apologized softly in his ear sadly, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault that you are like this."
"It doesn't matter. I don't care what Qiqi does." Lagude 's eyes slowly opened at this time. He stared at my approaching face blankly, with a tangled look in his eyes. Then he smiled with relief as if he had suddenly realized something. "Really, I don't care what Qiqi does."
Whatever I do, it doesn’t matter.
My heart beat uncontrollably faster.
It's so strange. This guy used to say some disgusting things, and I was always indifferent to it. But why am I being increasingly affected by him recently?
This reminds me of what the doctor said: Don't let the patient's mood fluctuate too much, don't let him have obvious joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and he should be able to live longer...
I looked at Lagoud smiling at me so happily, but I felt a pang of heartache.
Such a happy smile has become a burden to this guy. So even if this guy keeps saying that he is happy with me, the fact is that the happiness with me will only bring him closer to death.
"I'm sorry, Lagude, it's because of me that you became like this." I apologized to him again.
"It's okay, Qiqi, I don't mind." Lagood looked at me with such a sincere expression on his face.
"No, that's not the case. I can't meet you again. It's not good for your heart disease, so I - I have to go, and we won't meet again in the future." I said my plan with difficulty.
"Don't want to meet?" Lagude grabbed my wrist in surprise, "Qiqi, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
"Lagoud, don't get excited. The doctor said you can't get too excited." Seeing Lagoud's nervous look, I was even more nervous than him. I immediately reached out and patted his shoulder, patiently explaining, "I said I was leaving not because I was angry with you or hated you, but because it's for your own good. You are so weak and you can't let your emotions fluctuate. If I'm always by your side, not only will you get too excited, but what's more terrible is that I might suck your blood from time to time and worsen your condition. If that happens, your life will really be in danger."
There was silence in the ward for a long time.
Lagude looked at me with an unusually serious look that puzzled me. After a long while, he spoke, smiling as if he didn't care, "So what?"
What, so what? I was mad because this guy was so nonchalant .
"We are discussing your life and death. If you are not careful, you may never see the sun tomorrow." I yelled at him angrily, "No matter what, we should cherish our lives and try our best to live if possible."
"Like you've been working hard for?" Lagude's smile spread from the corners of his mouth to the bottom of his eyes. I don't know what made this guy laugh, but the way he didn't care was really infuriating.
"Lagude, be serious. I tell you, if you continue to be so careless about your body, I will hate you, I will hate you very much. So even for my sake, you should live well." I said loudly, but my face turned red in a cowardly way.
Live for me...Did I really say that? I tried very hard to lower my head so that Lagude couldn't see my face.
But this guy was really hateful. Seeing my head getting lower and lower, he actually lowered his head, looked up from below, met my eyes, and then grinned at me happily.
"Should I be happy, Qiqi, because you seem to care about me and worry about me," said Lagood.
I was stunned, and my face turned red.
"But, if the price of living longer is not having you by my side--" Lagood looked at me, and when he paused slightly, his slender fingers fell playfully on my forehead, fiddling with my slightly messy bangs, until he saw my panicked avoidance movement with satisfaction, and then he chuckled.
"Qiqi, without you, even if I can live a long life, I will not be living as a complete self every day of my life, do you know that?" Lagood said, looking at me meaningfully.
I had no time or energy to care about Lagood's expression at the moment. I could only bite my lower lip hard with my teeth, lamenting in my heart over and over again that I was so disappointing that I was becoming less and less resistant to this guy's sweet words.
It's really embarrassing.
"La, Lagood, what are you doing... We were having a nice conversation, but suddenly you turned it into something cheesy. Even if it doesn't make people numbed to death, you'd better be careful not to make people too sweet." I said impulsively, and immediately wanted to bite off my tongue.
Oh my God, what nonsense am I saying.
What do you mean by "sweet to death"? Isn't this just saying that I took this guy's corny words to heart? Otherwise, what's the point of being sweet?
"So sweet, isn't it?" Sure enough, this guy also heard it and laughed triumphantly. After laughing, he looked at me seriously and asked, "So, Qiqi, are you willing to die in my hands one day?"
I frowned slightly, thinking that it was a bit strange when Lagoude said the word "death". But when I thought about how this topic was brought up by my "sweet as hell", I couldn't help blushing and my heart beat fast.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" I said.
"Qiqi, anyway, I feel my life is so incomplete without you. I might as well just die early." Lagude spread his hands and said as if he didn't care much.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" I stared at him. "What's the use of life or death? Who would say that word all day long? Besides, even if you want to die, you should ask me if I agree first. Don't forget that you promised me that if I really become a vampire, you will provide me with blood."
I looked at him, and as I spoke, my face turned red again.
I thought: Is it possible that corny things are contagious after spending too much time with someone? Otherwise, how could I, a normal person, suddenly imitate this guy and speak corny words?
If this is a disease, I don’t know if it can be cured!
