In the ward, the lights were pale, as if they had lost their warmth due to the heavy atmosphere.
Tan Zhengchu was lying on the bed. Although he was weak, he was keenly aware of something.
He patted Su Yingxue's hand gently and coaxed her gently: "Yingxue, don't worry, I'm a little hungry now, can you buy me some porridge? I want to eat what you bought."
Su Yingxue looked hesitant and reluctant.
She squatted down, held Tan Zhengchu's hands with both hands, and said softly: "I don't want to leave you, how about I call someone to send it over."
Tan Zhengchu smiled and shook his head: "No, I just want to eat what you bought yourself. Go ahead, I'll talk to Lin Quan for a while, it'll be quick."
Lin Quan, who was standing by, also hurried to help out: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm here to accompany my brother."
Su Yingxue then stood up and walked out of the ward, looking back every few steps.
After the ward door was closed, Tan Zhengchu struggled to sit up.
But what was easy to do in the past has now become extremely difficult.
His body was so thin that every time he moved, the bones under his hospital gown seemed to poke through the skin.
Lin Quan stood aside, clenching his fists.
He knew very well that Tan Zhengchu was strong-willed, so he resisted the urge to lend a hand.
He just watched Tan Zhengchu struggling silently, and his eyes couldn't help but turn slightly red.
After a while, Tan Zhengchu struggled and half leaned against the head of the bed.
The dark blue hospital gown looked a little wrinkled on him.
Her hair was disheveled, and a few buttons on her collar were undone, revealing a somewhat haggard look.
Tan Zhengchu took a few breaths, looked at Lin Quan, and said with a wry smile: "Lin Quan, I know my body well, and I'm afraid I can't hold on for much longer. What did Wei Hao say? Tell me the truth."
Lin Quan turned his head away, avoiding Tan Zhengchu's gaze, and said in a low voice: "Brother, Wei Hao invented this virus and has been unwilling to hand over the solution. His attitude is still so resolute, and he clearly refuses to cooperate. He also threatened to drag you to death with him. What should we do..."
Tan Zhengchu was half leaning against the head of the bed, his face was sallow, but he was trying hard to stay energetic.
He stared straight at Lin Quan and asked, "Lin Quan, just tell me the truth, how many days can I survive this virus?"
That tone was so calm that it made people tremble.
It seemed as if he was talking about an ordinary matter that had nothing to do with him, but his slightly trembling hands still revealed the nervousness in his heart.
Lin Quan stood beside the bed, clenched his fists, his knuckles trembling slightly, his lips trembling, and he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself several times.
Hearing Tan Zhengchu's repeated question, he raised his head with difficulty, his eyes red, and his voice was as low and hoarse as an old bellows: "Zhengchu, this..."
Seeing this, Tan Zhengchu smiled bitterly, and also consoled Lin Quan: "Lin Quan, tell me, how many days do I have left? I can handle it, you don't have to worry about me."
Lin Quan's heart seemed to be tugged at.
He avoided Tan Zhengchu's gaze and looked out the window.
After a long while, he uttered with trembling lips: "At most... one month. This virus is too fierce. Within a month, your body will be completely devoured by it."
After listening to this, Tan Zhengchu was surprisingly calm.
After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "A month, longer than I expected. That's enough."
He seemed to be talking to Lin Quan, or to himself, his eyes drifting into the distance.
I have already started thinking about how to spend the rest of my life, especially the time I will spend with Su Yingxue.
"Yingxue..." Tan Zhengchu whispered her name, frowning, "After I leave, the children will be taken care of by my brothers, so I'm not worried, but Yingxue... She's too kind and too emotional, I'm afraid she can't bear it."
He paused, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, "Lin Quan, in the remaining days, I have to let her slowly get used to life without me and become stronger, even if it's just a little bit."
Lin Quan listened quietly, and was deeply moved by the man in front of him who was still thinking about others even when his life was in danger.
He raised his head, his eyes full of anger, and said heavily: "Zhengchu, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to make Wei Hao hand over the antidote."
At this moment, his determination was stronger than ever, as if he was swearing an oath to Tan Zhengchu and cheering himself up.
After saying this, Lin Quan suddenly stood up.
With hurried steps and an unstoppable momentum, he turned and entered the "interrogation room" where Wei Hao was imprisoned.
Only Tan Zhengchu was left alone in the ward, immersed in planning for the short future.
Su Yingxue hurried back to the ward anxiously, holding the porridge she had just bought tightly in her hand.
When he pushed the door open, he found that only Tan Zhengchu was in the ward, and Lin Quan was nowhere to be seen.
Her heart sank suddenly and worry suddenly surged into her mind.
Su Yingxue walked quickly to the bedside, put down the porridge, frowned, and said anxiously: "Zhengchu, where is Lin Quan? Why is he not here? What if something happens to you alone?"
Tan Zhengchu felt warm in his heart when he saw her flustered look.
He reached out and held her hand, patted it gently, and comforted her: "Yingxue, don't worry, Lin Quan is busy. He said he would make a new treatment plan for me. Let me have a good rest. I have been waiting for you to come back, and it is not easy for me to fall asleep."
Su Yingxue nodded slightly, but the worry in her eyes did not disappear.
Tan Zhengchu saw it and felt pain in his heart.
He knew in his heart that it would be difficult for him to fulfill his promise to grow old with her.
Guilt overwhelmed him like a tide, and pain spread in his heart.
He silently said in his heart: Yingxue, I'm sorry, I'm going to break my promise. But no matter what happens in the future, as long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything.
Su Yingxue sat quietly beside the bed. She looked up inadvertently and noticed the deep sadness in Tan Zhengchu's eyes.
She said nothing, but conveyed her concern with her eyes, as if to say: I understand your suffering, and I am here with you.
After a while, Su Yingxue gently opened the porridge box, picked up the spoon, and scooped a spoonful of porridge.
First, put it near your mouth and blow gently to test the temperature.
Then he handed the spoon to Tan Zhengchu's mouth and said gently: "Zhengchu, come, eat some porridge. Eating it will give you strength."
Tan Zhengchu opened his mouth slightly, held the spoon in his mouth, and swallowed slowly.
His devilishly handsome face looked a little haggard at the moment, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down as he swallowed, revealing a different kind of sexiness.
Su Yingxue looked at him, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised, her eyes full of love, and she said softly: "Eat slowly, don't rush."
After Tan Zhengchu swallowed the porridge, he raised his head and looked at Su Yingxue, his eyes full of affection, and responded softly: "Yingxue, it's great to have you here."
The two of them fed each other, and a warm atmosphere filled the ward.
However, what Su Yingxue didn't know was that behind this seemingly peaceful and beautiful life, there lay the bitterness and reluctance of Tan Haoyu's impending separation.
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