Thirty-Two Take Good Care of Yourself (I)

She grabbed his hand. The grip was so tight that it made Tang Wei's bones hurt.

My heart also aches.

"Tang Wei..." She whispered his name.

Tang Wei leaned slightly and got close to her, "I'm here."

"This time, don't disappear from my dream, okay?" She murmured, holding his hand and rubbing it gently on his cold face, "Today is your birthday, I really want to be with you Pass……"

Tang Wei's heart was in turmoil, and his breathing became extremely heavy. If he could, he would want to hold her hand like this forever, until he grows old.

However, the disease had long since deprived him of such qualifications.

He looked at the girl in front of him sadly and affectionately. She continued to murmur in confusion: "I bought you a cake that you can eat, with less sugar..."

"Shang Shang!" Tang Wei interrupted her. The heartbreaking feeling made it difficult for him to continue listening.

At this moment, Tang Song poked his head in.

Seeing the scene of the two of them holding hands, his eyes fell on Tang Wei, "Fourth brother, the doctor said that she needs a gastroscopy."

Tang Wei nodded and asked worriedly: "Does it hurt?"

When she was around him before, she was a little squeamish when he pampered her, and she was afraid of pain.

"It's all painless now. Apart from some discomfort, it won't hurt too much."

Only then did Tang Wei feel relieved.

The doctor opened the curtain and came over. Seeing that she hadn't woken up yet, he said, "You have to go next door for a gastroscopy. I'll have someone get the gurney."

"No need, I'll do it." Tang Weidao.

He wanted to take his hand back and hug her, but Shang Shiyu held his hand tightly. He just wanted to let go, and she called his name sadly. That voice was so sad and desolate that even Tang and Song on the side felt uncomfortable listening to it.

Tang Wei surrendered.

When she was so ill and unconscious, all his usual ruthlessness and determination towards her became vulnerable.

He bowed his head,

Kissing her forehead passionately, he coaxed her softly like a child, "Shang Shang, be good, I won't go anywhere, I'll just carry you to the next door."

This kiss made Shang Shiyu's eyelashes tremble violently and the corners of his eyes became moist.

However, she seemed to listen to these words and relaxed her hands slightly. Tang Wei smiled slightly and lifted her up from the bed.

She is too thin.

Lying in his arms, she was as light as a feather and weightless. It was lighter than the last time I held her.

She still doesn't know how to take care of herself.

Tang Wei lowered his head and looked at her with pity. She seemed to enjoy the embrace at this moment, curling up on his chest and pressing her face against his chest. She was still hurting in her stomach, but at this moment she couldn't feel anything, only his warmth and the strong smell of medicine filling the tip of her nose.

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She was having a gastroscopy and Tang Wei was waiting outside. About ten minutes later, the doctor came out wearing a white robe.

"Doctor, how is she doing?"

"Superficial severe gastritis with atrophic intestinal metaplasia. The problem is not small."

"how so?"

"This little girl definitely doesn't eat three meals on time. Today's young people all take advantage of their youth and don't take care of their own bodies." The doctor said.

Tang Wei looked tense, "Does it need treatment?"

"Let's take medicine first. Let her drink millet porridge to nourish her stomach. As long as she doesn't build up her body like before, she will get better."

"Okay, please excuse me."

Tang Song and Tang Weidao said: "I will go with the doctor to get the medicine. You stay with her here. It will take a while before she wakes up from the anesthetic."

He knew how rare it was for the two of them to spend time together.

Tang Wei glanced at Tang Song gratefully, and now the nurse came out pushing Shang Shiyu. She was lying on a narrow bed, covered with a white quilt, her little face was bloodless.

He sighed, followed her, and held her cold little hand.

After about ten minutes, Tang Song came over with the medicine and explained how to take it. He listened carefully, took a pen and wrote clearly on the medicine box.

"How long will it take for her to wake up?" Tang Wei asked.

"It's almost time." Tang Song looked at the time, "Usually you can wake up from anesthesia in half an hour."

Tang Wei nodded, staring deeply at the palm-sized face, with deep reluctance in his eyes. Finally, he forced himself to look away from her face, put down the medicine, turned around and solemnly told the nurse beside him, "When she wakes up, please remind her to take the medicine. And... please tell her that she will take the medicine every day in the future." Eat on time and drink more millet porridge, as the doctor ordered."

"Okay, Mr. Tang. Don't worry, I will definitely remind you."

Tang Wei looked back at Shang Shiyu again.

rest assured?

It's hard to feel reassured.

After a long time, as if he finally made up his mind, he stood up. Tang Song looked at him and said, "Leave?"

"Um."

"But she's going to wake up soon."

"Let's go."

Tang Wei said and walked towards the door first. It's just that every step is heavy, and every step is mixed with too much reluctance and worry.

When he reached the door, he couldn't help but look back at her.

Tang Song looked at the back and wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head helplessly and said nothing.

Ever since they were little, everyone has said that the personalities of the fourth brother and the fifth brother are completely opposite. However, one thing is similar, they are extremely stubborn.

He had already made up his mind that he would not give her any hope without dragging her down.

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Here, Tang Weicai left.

On the bed, Shang Shiyu slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake? How do you feel?" the nurse asked quickly.

"... Not bad." Shang Shiyu said two words hoarsely. She looked around the ward expectantly, but there was no one except the nurse.

Her heart sank, and disappointment came over her.

It was a dream indeed!

This is a hospital, how could he be here?

"I'll pour you some water, take a break, and take the medicine first." The nurse shook the bed and turned to pour water. Shang Shiyu reached out to the head of the bed, touched the medicine and was about to open it, and she was shocked when she saw the words on the medicine box.

She was in a trance for a moment, thinking that she had seen it wrong.

When she looked again, she held the medicine box tightly, lifted the quilt, and slid off the bed.

The anesthetic on her body had not completely dissipated, and her whole body was numb and she didn't have much strength. As soon as she got out of bed, she fell to the ground.

The nurse was startled and hurried over to help her, "Your anesthetic hasn't completely worn off yet, you need to lie down for a while."

"These words were written by Tang Wei, right?" Shang Shiyu stood up shakily, but stubbornly pulled the paper box and asked the nurse. She recognized it!

She stared at the nurse, staring at her closely, showing how much she cared about the answer and how much she expected.

The nurse was a little scared by her eyes and nodded, "Yes, Mr. Tang just left here. He also reminded..."

Shang Shiyu didn't listen any more, she pushed the nurse aside and moved her body to walk out in a hurry. She didn't even know where she got the strength from, and her whole body was numb after taking a step, but she couldn't care at the moment.