Chapter 569: Yan Mo is sick

Yan Mo looked at the so-called family members who had walked in front of his bed, and their eyes were clearly sad, as if tears were flashing.
Wait, didn't you just break a leg? Doesn't the doctor say that he can continue to live after two or three months of rest?
Why do they have a mournful expression on their faces to mourn themselves?
Yan Mo's heart irresistibly gave birth to an ominous premonition. Could it be that he had detected any hidden illness, but the doctor concealed himself?
He tugged at the sheets uneasily, staring at the silent family members in front of him.
Yan sighed and broke the silence on the ward first, she said, "Sure enough, retribution, retribution."
Shen Tianyi hugged his wife in regret, and tried his best to control his facial expressions. He seemed to be particularly uncomfortable, as if he could hardly open his teeth in his throat.
Yan Ming sniffed. "Master, how can I see my parents after I die?"
"It's not your fault alone, it's all of us." Shen Yitian's voice was a little dull, as if it took a lot of effort to speak out.
Yan Mo straightened his eyes. He felt more and more that they were hiding something from him. Is it really that his life is soon to die?
Yan Yan covered his nose with one hand and tears in his eyes. "Don't worry, let's talk slowly. If you don't move, you still have plaster on your legs."
"Are you guys hiding something from me?" Yan Mo asked cautiously.
"What a you have? How could we have something to hide from you?" Yan Wei was slightly guilty and was ready to shift the subject.
Yan Mo grabbed the hand of his own sister, "Sister, why are you crying?"
Yan Yan smiled, "When did my sister cry? Didn't I laugh? See how nice I smile, like a flower."
"Sister, you laugh just like the dead brother."
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Yan's face sank, and a fist hit his head, "I have never seen anyone cursing himself to death."
Yan Mo's mouth twitched. "Why don't you tell me the truth?"
Yan Yan sat by the bed. "What's the truth?"
Yanmo brewed some emotions, trying to make himself look normal and calm, he said, "Am I sick?"
Yan Yan looked for a moment, almost avoiding the other person's eyes subconsciously. She said in a clumsy manner, "Don't guess at all, what is sick or not, you just hurt your leg, it's nothing great."
Yan Mo more and more affirmed the suspicion in his heart. He turned his eyes back and forth between Yan Yan and Shen Yitian. If the pain gathered in his body broke out at this moment, he clenched his teeth and couldn't stop twitching.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Yan Yan hurriedly squeezed his trembling body. "What happened to Yan Mo?"
"Is the narcotic overdue?" Shen asked one day, and he looked at the time, indeed it was over.
Yan Yan frowned. "Yan Mo hold you back. There is a little pain after breaking the leg. We are soldiers, just go through it."
Yan Mo closed his eyes tightly, his hands were tugging at the sheet, because of the pain, he pulled it hard, and the sheet was ripped open by him.
"Will you take some medicine?" Yan Yan asked.
Shen Yitian shook his head. "We, soldiers, can't develop drug resistance. I believe he can survive it. The pain is a little painful, and he should not die."
Yan Yan couldn't bear it. "But he seems uncomfortable."
"Here I come to guard, you go out." Shen pushed her to the door one day.
"Sister, I'm fine, you all go back, I want to be alone." Yan Mo resisted everyone's approach, he stubbornly twisted the beginning, not let anyone see his weakness and helplessness.
Yan Yan looked at him awkwardly. This child has been strong since he was a child. So hurt, he really didn't want anyone to see his discomfort.
She couldn't beg him too hard, and had to follow his tone, "Then I'll go back and cook some bone soup for you. If you have really bad pain, tell the doctor that it's okay to take some medicine whenever necessary."
Yan Mo nodded.
As soon as Xiao Jing got out of the elevator, she saw her parents who had stepped out of the ward, and hurried over, anxiously, "How is it?"
Yan Yan shook his head. "Broken leg."
"Just hurt a leg?" Xiao Jing looked at the two of them, not as simple as hurting a leg.
Yan Yan said again, "I found something bad."
Xiao Jing was stagnant and busy, "What's bad?"
Yan Yan said nothing.
auzw.com Shen Yitian said, "This child is too reluctant to himself this time, and may have left some bad sequelae."
Xiao Jing was even more nervous. "What's wrong? Isn't he always strong?"
"The body is empty, it's just an empty shell." Yan Yan covered his mouth distressed, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I find out that he's wrong earlier, how can it not develop to today That's the point. "
Xiao Jing looked at the two frowns of the two, and there was a panic in his heart, "is it a serious illness?"
"Well, it's serious," Yan Yan affirmed.
Xiao Jing didn't dare to ask any more questions. She was afraid to get the answer she didn't want the most.
Yan Yan looked pale and blurted out, "I can't have children, do you say the disease is not serious?"
"" The most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.
Yan Yan was agitated, and continued, "I was too indulgent. Why didn't he think he had hollowed himself out at a young age? How could he give up on himself like this? He is the only member of our family. "
Shen Yitian reassured, "Don't be in a hurry, maybe it was just a misdiagnosis by the doctor. I looked at Yan Mo's health, how could I get there?"
Yan Yan took a deep breath. "Master is right, maybe it was just the doctor's guess. Although my brother is indulgent, he still has rules. It is impossible to make himself into a thirties."
"Yeah, how could it be so young and that wouldn't work, like I am so old at this age, he has no worries at all."
Yan Yan poked at his creak, "Xiao Jing is still there."
Shen Yitian smiled, "Don't rush in now, Xiao Jing, he wants to take a break, you can come back later."
Xiao Jing couldn't help laughing and following behind her parents, and her heart that had been hanging for a long time just fell to the bottom of the valley, and she was still upset.
The hospital corridor returned to quiet.
Xu Jingjing was hovering under the inpatient department building. She was in a difficult position to retreat. In what capacity did she visit the chief? It seems a bit out of order anyway.
But her legs didn't seem to listen to her, and she went into the elevator again.
The ward was very quiet. The person on the bed seemed to be asleep, but the quivering quilt showed that the other party didn't seem to be asleep.
Xu Jingjing moved very carefully, she kept her footsteps as low as possible and entered the room.
Yan Mo pulled the quilt over his head, his voice was a little low, "Don't bother me, I want to be alone."
Xu Jingjing stood motionless in the middle of the ward. She hesitated whether she would come again. Since the chief has been out of danger, she can rest assured.
Yan Mo noticed that the person didn't leave, lifted the quilt blankly, and stared sharply at each other.
Xu Jingjing was glared at him, startled, and hurriedly stood up straight, saluting, "Sir."
Yan Mo stunned, "Why are you here?"
Xu Jingjing was looking for his excuses, it seems that they are not excuses.
For a moment, Yan Mo's legs hurt. He leaned on the mattress, his face pale, "You came to see me?"
After Xu Jingjing walked in, he found the dense sweat on his forehead and nodded, "Are you upset?"
Yan Mo turned his head proudly, "Why do you come to see me?"
Xu Jingjing bowed her head in guilty confusion, not knowing how to open her teeth.
Yan Mo glanced at her, "Worried that I am dead?"
Xu Jingjing was a bit nervous with her two hands and nowhere to place. She didn't know why she ran here, but the fear of his death had already occupied all of her reason. When she woke up, she was already standing in the hospital building under.
Yan Mo held his forehead with one hand and looked a little bit embarrassed. He said, "I'm so '."
Xu Jingjing didn't know why he was so depressed all of a sudden, busy, "What happened to you?"
Yan Mo removed his eyes, "It's okay, nothing's wrong, I'm fine, I'm really fine."
"Sir." Xu Jingjing stepped in front of him, watching the flash of tears in the corner of his eyes, panic in his heart, and the body instinctively wanted to wipe it for him.
Yan Mo was holding her hand, and seemed to use a little force to make her wrists red.
Xu Jingjing asked carefully, "Are you upset?"
"Although I am a man, I am afraid of death. I am afraid of death."
"You won't die."
"I will die." Yan Mo shivered slightly. "I am sick. I may have a very serious illness."