Chapter 937: Sad lung

Xia Wei never noticed, when did he start coughing?
The ghost made the difference, she remembered that he was standing in the wind on the day of the move, and he spoke with a light cough.
Her heart sinks a little bit, is it true that he is suffering from a terminal illness? Looking at the man who carefully picked up the paper cranes, she wanted to rush forward to ask for a clear understanding. However, she was afraid. What if it was true? In the end, she just stood at the door and motionless.
Zhai Ziheng cleaned up the colorful paper cranes in that place, and one was only smoothed out and put back in the dark blue purple kraft paper box that she had broken some damage. Subsequently, he carefully buckled the box, carefully repaired the damage on the top, and used the sleeves to wipe the dirt.
Xia Wei’s nose is sore. He has always been such a decent person. He has never wiped his sleeves like this, and he is so cold.
For a long while, he took the paper box and stood up to see her, so he couldn't wait.
The exhaustion and sorrow on his face were too late to hide, and he was so embarrassed that he tried to pull out a smile, but only made an ugly and funny expression like crying. "Small sly." He screamed and screamed, and saw her come back, and there was a surprise in the voice.
She can't help it anymore: "Zi Ziheng! Don't think that you can use Chu to lie to me, and make some ghosts that are not there to let me change my mind!"
He whispered: "What?"
She rushed to him: "You still pretend! Chu said that you have cancer! It's so funny, how strong you are, how can you get sick?! Do not deceive people to find such a bad reason!"
His eyes were low and he covered his face.
For a long time, I said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't let Chu Hao lie to you."
Her heart sank to the bottom. She knows him too much, and she has been in her life for more than 20 years. She knows that if he really deceives her, he will not admit it so quickly. "It's true, right?" Her voice trembled a little.
Zhai Ziheng said: "Cheat you."
"What did you call me that night?"
He didn't talk, and knew what night she was talking about. At that time, she witnessed the singer being shot and crying and fainting. She was sent to the hospital with ambulance. And he was shot by Li Lei, Chu Yan took him to the hospital for treatment, by the way did a full body check...
That night, I found the terminal illness...
With a medical certificate, he stayed up all night in a luxurious single-person ward and opened the address book, but no one could talk. Unconsciously, he dialed her number but was hung up.
His look is faint as gray.
Xia Qiangqiang calmed down: "What cancer?"
Zhai Ziheng was silent for a long time and finally said: "Lung cancer."
"Show me the diagnosis book." She hopes that she is dreaming.
"Small cockroach..."
"Show me a look!" She couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly shouted. "The scorpion balances your neuropathy, metamorphosis, demon, and beast! You torture others, forget it, why don't you even let yourself go?! It’s not so good to stay in the hospital, what are you doing here when you come to me?! Do you think you are not fast enough?! Zhai Ziheng, you are purely self-sufficient today!"
She screamed, and every time he snorted, his look was a bit bleak.
Xia Wei lost his senses and rushed to the front to grab his clothes: "You are a beast, a villain! You have not been enough for me over the years?! You still want to control me now! Seeing, it’s hard... hard I can be happy with Li Lei... We have so many little babies, we have our own life... Looking forward to the birth of a new child... But, you... you are sick... how do you get sick? Already?"
Her voice gradually choked, changed her tone and became weak.
Yan Ziheng's look is even more bleak, looking at her sadly and desperately.
"Zizi Heng..." She cried, clutching his shirt that was finely crafted but worn out, and even standing still. "You are so bad, why, why can't I put it down... If you have something Call me, how can I be happy and happy...?"
Her voice became dumb and her hands were weak.
He did not expect that she would say this, look at the huge earthquake, reach out and bring her into her arms: "Small, sorry, sorry..." Regardless of her weak struggle, repeated over and over again.
That day, Xia Wei followed him back and pulled out the diagnosis report.
Zhou Ma smeared tears next to her while telling her: "Miss 绫, you don't know how sad the gentleman has been these years... Since you left, he hasn't slept for a good night, often wakes up in the middle of the night, thinking that you are still, ask I, 'What about Xiaolu?'. In order to not want you, Mr. put all his time into work, but how can he not want you? All things are in my heart... Slowly, coughing, or not willing Go and see..." Zhou Ma is crying: "This time, Mr. Chu took him to the inspection, the doctor said, sad lungs..."
The old maid is crying in vain.
Xia Wei is crying again, forbearing tears, reading the diagnosis book in a row, lung cancer, middle and late stage, followed by a bunch of terms, vaguely these words "transfer", "radiation therapy" and so on...
Xia Wei was weak, and he didn't know what to do. It was a feeling of falling into the sky, and even more fearful than looking at the cliff of Li Lei. Because she knows that if Li Lei has an accident, she can still follow the sensation, but what if the scorpion balance has an accident?
He is her god, her god, the instructor of immortality, father, brother...
And, the love and hate of the two worlds.
She thought that he was so indestructible that no matter what he suffered, he could stand forever and be an eternal king. But at this moment, he discovered that he is also a flesh-and-blood person who will die and die. Perhaps at a certain turning point in life, he will disappear into the world forever...
She didn't know how she got back to her home.
Li Lei ended his official business early today, and at the house, she had a full table full of delicacies waiting for her, and looked at her face and was shocked: "Small, what happened to you?!"
She shook her head and whispered to him like a sleepwalker: "The scorpion is sick."
Li Lei frowned: "Is it a very serious disease?" He knows his woman, if it is just a general illness, it will not let her lose her soul.
Sure enough, Xia Wei said in a weak voice: "Cancer."
She curled up to the sofa and sat down, hugged herself, whispered herself, and asked Li Lei: "What if he is dead?" Although she has a family now, she has parents, husband, and cute. Child, but no one can replace the man’s position in her heart...
Although, she hates him.
But he is always the one who brought her out of the orphanage and raised her.