Gu Rong

Chapter 12

During the long process of waiting for the evaluation, Han Qingqing's parents had already asked for leave, and when they rushed to the hospital, they sat beside the hospital bed nervously comforting themselves and their daughter.Compared with the fidgeting parents, Gu Rong's mood is not much more relaxed.

Although he had undergone lung transplantation before, no one could guarantee that the patient would not reject such an operation, and even after the operation was successful, the lungs transplanted into Han Qingqing's body may still be reinfected.Even if the immunosuppressant that Han Qingqing takes reduces the rejection of lung transplantation, it also faces a greater possibility of being infected. What's more, a perfect lung transplant operation coupled with the patient's optimistic and strong attitude will not be successful in the end. It is to buy a few more years for patients to wait for medical breakthroughs.

After Wang Honglin opened the door and came in, Han Qingqing's parents stood up from the bed and hurriedly asked, "Is there any news?"

After receiving all the inquiries from the ward, Wang Honglin bit the bullet and shook his head: "But it should be soon. Before that, some agreements need to be signed by the patient's parents. Who of you will go to the next meeting room with me?"

Before Han Qingqing's parents made a decision, Han Qingqing said, "Mom and Dad, go together, so that you can ask any questions together."

"Well, let's go together." Mrs. Han looked at her daughter with endless distress. The deep wrinkles printed on her face by hard work concealed her old age, leaving only amiability and kindness.

After Han Qingqing's parents and Wang Honglin left, only Gu Rong and her were left in the ward.

Han Qingqing finally breathed a sigh of relief, lying on the soft pillow, looking at the ceiling of the ward: "Every time my mother looks at me, she seems to be saying goodbye to me. I asked them to sign the agreement to give They have things to do, they stay here and they only worry about it."

"There are a lot of agreements, and they probably need to sign for a while." Gu Rong sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, and they had already said too much comforting words. At this time, Gu Rong didn't need to say any more, they all needed to be busy with other things Things to give the brain a temporary rest, instead of concentrating on the transplant operation that will soon be over, let the stress overwhelm.

Han Qingqing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, "Will Dr. Gu miss me?"

"You will come to see me after you leave the hospital. What do I have to think about?"

"Then you should also say that you miss me." Han Qingqing pursed her lips, "It must be hard work being your boyfriend. Dr. Gu never speaks nice words to make people happy."

"Yeah, that's why I have so many exes."

Hearing Gu Rong say this about herself, Han Qingqing disagreed again: "Not at all, although Dr. Gu can't speak nice words, but I know you care very much, and they should know too. If they don't understand, then just worthy of being your ex, not your boyfriend."

Gu Rong smiled, "You are right."

Han Qingqing grabbed Gu Rong's arm, moved towards the chair, and leaned on his shoulder: "How was that Dr. Wang just now? He admires you very much."

Gu Rong stretched his eyebrows helplessly, "Worshiping me doesn't mean he's gay."

"I think he is." Han Qingqing blinked strangely, "Do you like it? As long as you like it, I will help you to ask him."

"Don't fool around."

There were several knocks on the door of the ward. Gu Rong thought it was Wang Honglin who had brought Han Qingqing's parents back halfway and wanted to consult him. Just as he was about to get up, he saw a tall and tall figure at the door unexpectedly.

"Why are you here?" Can you still find this ward?

"The company's lunch break, I'll come to see you." Zhuang Shaoqi carried a paper box similar to the one packed last time, and Gu Rong could smell the aroma of the food two meters away.

Gu Rong suddenly remembered that the lung transplant that he was likely to perform today would take up a lot of time, and it seemed unlikely that he had promised Zhuang Shaoqi to cook for him at night.

Gu Rong looked at Zhuang Shaoqi apologetically, no matter what he did not keep his promise: "I can't cook for you tonight, the operation will probably last until night, I can do it for you tomorrow."

Zhuang Shaoqi suddenly showed a disappointed expression, "Are you going to keep your promise?"

Gu Rong's scalp was numb, "I'm sorry, this is also a temporary solution."

Han Qingqing, who was listening to the conversation between the two on the hospital bed, suddenly realized: "If he is the reason why Dr. Gu is not interested in Dr. Wang, I will understand. Dr. Gu has a high vision."

Han Qingqing's words flattered Zhuang Shaoqi.Zhuang Shaoqi turned around, looked at Gu Rong questioningly, and raised his eyebrows following the rising sound: "Doctor Wang?"

Gu Rong didn't know how to explain it now, he raised his hand and pressed his temple, looking helplessly at the cunning Han Qingqing who was smiling on the hospital bed, "Shaoqi, this is the cystic fibrosis I told you about." Patient Han Qingqing. She is going to have a lung transplant today."

Zhuang Shaoqi smiled at the girl, "I am Zhuang Shaoqi."

Han Qingqing paused, and said, "I have been Dr. Gu's patient for three years, and I have no insurance. In these three years, Dr. Gu paid me more than 30 yuan in treatment expenses."

Gu Rong was taken aback, and his brows were tightly clamped together: "Qingqing, why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

Han Qingqing pointed to Zhuang Shaoqi next to Gu Rong, "Because Dr. Gu is the best person in my eyes, of course I have to tell him."

Gu Rong finally understood what Han Qingqing meant. It turned out that she was worried that if he was stupid and couldn't speak, others would really not see his goodness.Gu Rong was half moved and half embarrassed: "Your brother Zhuang and I are not in the relationship you think."

Han Qingqing shook his head, his eyes flicked between the two of them, not quite believing it.

When Wang Honglin came back with Han Qingqing's parents, another doctor who was in the transplant operation had already brought the good news of the evaluation results, and all they had to do now was wait for the transplant team to send over the lung source in good condition.

Gu Rong postponed the operation he had planned until the next day.Han Qingqing is also ready to stop taking medicine, eating and drinking. If all goes well, they can start the lung transplant operation in a few hours.

Zhuang Shaoqi saw that Gu Rong's face was not looking well, so he dragged him to the duty room on the sixth floor.

After locking the door, Zhuang Shaoqi put the cardboard box in his hand on the table, and put his free hands on Gu Rong's buttocks wrapped in a white coat.

"Shaoqi, I don't want to now."

As soon as Zhuang Shaoqi used force, Gu Rong sat firmly on his lap: "We don't have sex. Gu Rong, look at me and relax."

In Zhuang Shaoqi's eyes, there is no romance in lust, and the obsidian-like pupils are sincere and firm under the dim light.They just leaned against each other, doing nothing.In the small and dimly lit space of the duty room, Gu Rong quickly felt calm.

Zhuang Shaoqi's voice rang in his ears: "Forget what Han Qingqing and her parents expect of you, and forget what you expect of yourself. Lung transplantation is no stranger to you. You have done it before. Today's transplant is the same as the previous one. There is no difference in transplantation. If there is rejection, it is God's arrangement, and letting it take its course is following God's will."

Gu Rong was shocked by the seriousness in Zhuang Shaoqi's eyes. In his eyes, this person who only acted like a big boy would stand beside him like a pillar, making him feel that he was not alone. Fight a war against the disease.

"Do you believe in God?"

"I'm not religious, but it makes me feel better a lot of the time."

Only then did Gu Rong notice the shameful posture of the two of them at this time. He wanted to move away, but Zhuang Shaoqi's strong hands seemed to be fixed on his waist: "Don't move, let me hug you."

Gu Rong had no choice but to sit on Zhuang Shaoqi's lap immobile, and asked him in a joking tone: "Why are you so good at talking? Did you train with many doctors before?"

"Speaking of which, what's going on between you and that Doctor Wang?"

"What's going on, it's all nonsense." Zhuang Shaoqi's expression when changing the subject made Gu Rong always feel that something was wrong, but then his attention was diverted by Zhuang Shaoqi's finger gently swipe on his back up.Gu Rong straightened his back subconsciously, avoiding Zhuang Shaoqi's stimulation on his sensitive skin.

"Oh?" Zhuang Shaoqi's fingers went through the collar, and circled along Gu Rong's neck on his skin.

"Really, I don't even know if Dr. Wang is gay."

Zhuang Shaoqi was not very satisfied with this answer, "What if he is gay?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether he is or not, and I don't want to know."

Zhuang Shaoqi put his arms around Gu Rong's neck, raised his head and swallowed his lips, Gu Rong slowly closed his eyes, exchanged a short but sweet kiss with him, and then was completely occupied by Zhuang Shaoqi's childish arms , next to Zhuang Shaoqi's provocative breath and voice: "There is progress, this answer is very satisfactory to your man."

Gu Rong let out a chuckle from his throat, Zhuang Shaoqi has changed so much, he seemed to have matured just now, and now he has returned to this greasy look.

Zhuang Shaoqi buried his head in Gu Rong's neck, breathing in his scent: "What time is it?"

Gu Rong realized that his voice had become hoarse after opening his mouth: "It's 45:[-], do you still have something to do?"

"At 02:30, I made an appointment with the general manager of Tengyang Technology at the racecourse."

"Then hurry up, don't be late, it will give people a bad impression."

Zhuang Shaoqi reluctantly kissed Gu Rong's face twice more: "I don't want to leave."

Gu Rong's heart tightened, and a few words made his back tingle, his chest heaved unceasingly, but his mouth was still suppressed and plain: "Okay, it's not like I can't see you anymore."

"Then I'll come to you tonight."

"Okay." Gu Rong wanted to get up, but Zhuang Shaoqi's hand on his waist did not let go. Gu Rong was helpless and funny: "You have to let go, baby."

"Uncle Gu didn't keep his word. If you can't cook me dinner, you have to make it up to me."

Gu Rong stroked his pretty side face, "Okay. What do you want?"

Zhuang Shaoqi stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, and smiled viciously: "Blowjob."

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