His face was as pale as paper, his breathing was messy and short, his expression was panicked, his eyes were full of panic and fear, and his whole body trembled with anxiety and fear in his heart.

When the doctor first saw him, he thought that the man was in some emergency.

"What's the matter?"

The man didn't look at him, just stood in the doorway, looking at the hospital bed with wet eyes......

Tsing Yi looked at the emaciated drunkard on the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, and being tortured by the illness as if he had changed someone, tears poured down in an instant, and his chest ached for a while.

My heart hurt so much that I couldn't even breathe.

No...... Didn't you say you were homesick and went back?

How...... How did it come to this?

The doctor saw that Tsing Yi had been staring at the drunkard, and after subconsciously looking at the drunkard who was stunned, he asked Tsing Yi with some uncertainty: "...... Is Mu Han's friend? ”

The drunkard, who heard the doctor's words, finally had a slight reaction, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he first looked at the doctor, and when he saw that the doctor had been staring in the direction of the door, he turned his head with difficulty and looked over.

When he saw the person standing at the door, he was stunned.

Just looked at Tsing Yi so stupidly, his brain was confused, and his breathing was subconsciously held.

The drunkard's reaction was undoubtedly another stab in Tsing Yi's guilty heart, looking at his thin face without a little flesh, Tsing Yi hated himself to death.

It's that he's useless, it's that he doesn't take good care of him, he doesn't take care of him......

Tsing Yi took a deep breath, suppressed all kinds of uneasiness and heartache and self-blame in his heart, and walked towards the doctor.

From the way he walked with difficulty, you could see how heavy his mood was at the moment.

He reached out and took the medical record book from the doctor's hand.

Looking at the illness of the drunkard written on it, his body trembled even more.

"You're Mu Han's friend?" The doctor asked again.

“…… No. ”

Tsing Yi answered with a dumb voice and red eyes.

His tear-drenched eyes were fixed on the terrifying results of the examination in the medical notebook.

His fingers, which were pinching the corners of the paper, were red and white from too much force.

Hearing Tsing Yi's answer, the drunkard's heart jumped hard, and the whole person became nervous.

Is he mad at him?

"And ...... you?" Not a friend? It doesn't look like a blood brother.

“…… I'm his family. ”

Tsing Yi said, looking at the drunkard.

But the drunkard lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at him.

"Family? Oh, it turns out that he still has a family, I thought ......" The doctor was inexplicably angry.

I feel that such a family member is too irresponsible.

"I really don't know how you family members behaved, are you missing people in the family or what? If you don't usually call? Didn't you see something wrong with him? ”

"Forget it, since you're here, take good care of him, he just said that he wants to give up treatment, you enlighten him well. He had surgery in the afternoon and his condition was temporarily stabilized. ”

"And you let him eat this porridge in a while."

The doctor said, taking back the medical record book from Tsing Yi's hand.

"I'll come to the hospital at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and then you come to my office to find me, his situation is more tricky, let's have a good chat tomorrow, you can take care of him."

After the doctor finished speaking, he glanced at the drunkard and left the ward.

The ward fell silent instantly.

Tsing Yi stood beside the bed and looked at the drunkard.