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Walking down the street, suddenly, a Xiao Inn sprang out from behind me. He pressed a knife against me and snatched my bag. I instinctively struggled, and the man raised the knife, lunging at me. At that moment, a figure leaped forward and shielded me in his arms. It was Lu Jingtian. He said softly, "Li Ying, don't be afraid." My mind went blank. The thug was frightened by Lu Jingtian's skills and fled in panic.
It was only then that I reacted and hurriedly struggled, "Lu Jingtian, let go of me!" Lu Jingtian did not move. I sensed something was wrong and looked down—his back was bleeding profusely. "Lu Jingtian!" I rushed Lu Jingtian to the hospital. His right hand tendon had been severed, and he might never hold a paintbrush again.
When he woke up, his first words were, "Li Ying, are you hurt?" I shook my head, "I'm fine." He sighed in relief, "That's good." Lying on the hospital bed, he looked at me with pleading eyes: "Li Ying, will you stay with me?" "At least... don't leave tonight." I calmly replied, "The person who can be by your side right now is not me." "It's Meng Shasha."
Lu Jingtian fell silent for a few seconds and asked me, "Will you wake her up?" "No." "Is she still sleeping?" "Yes." "Li Ying, thank you."
I calmly said, "No need to thank me, I'm just repaying your kindness."
Lu Jingtian smiled bitterly and said, "Kindness..."
"Li Ying, what we have between us is beyond measure."
Meng Shasha had not appeared at all.
In the end, I did not leave.
During the surgery,
I used his phone to call Meng Shasha, but no one answered.
I couldn't help but wonder if she was with another man now.
The surgery lasted four hours,
and when Lu Jingtian was wheeled out, his face was pale and his eyes were tightly closed.
The nurse said the patient had been given anesthesia and would likely wake up tomorrow.
I nodded and sat by the bed, quietly watching his face.
At midnight, I couldn't hold on any longer and dozed off.
Suddenly, I felt something and opened my eyes wide—
Lu Jingtian had woken up at some point and was staring blankly at me.
Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were hollow and lifeless.
I was startled and quickly pressed the call button by the bedside.
Nurses and doctors rushed in to check on him,
and after administering a sedative, he finally fell into a deep sleep.
The doctor informed me that Lu Jingtian had stomach cancer.
"He doesn't want me to tell anyone."
"Are you his family?"
I shook my head, "We are his friends."
"Does he have any other family?"
"...No."
"Then please notify his partner,
so they can come to the hospital as soon as possible."
I nodded, "Okay."
The next morning, Meng Shasha arrived at the hospital. She rushed in, not noticing me beside her. She grabbed Lu Jingtian's hand and anxiously asked, " Tian, what happened to you? Can your hand still draw?"
I silently watched her, feeling a mix of emotions. At that moment, a nurse came in to hang an IV for Lu Jingtian. Meng Shasha nervously asked, "Nurse, is my husband's hand okay? Will he still be able to draw?"
The nurse replied softly, "It's hard to say; it depends on his recovery." She added, "However, the patient's condition is far more important than his hand. You need to encourage him to cooperate with the doctor's treatment."
Meng Shasha was taken aback. "Condition? What illness does my husband have?" The nurse looked surprised and said, "You didn't know? He has stomach cancer."
Meng Shasha's face turned pale, and she was speechless for a long time. I couldn't help but think that if I were standing here at that moment, I would tightly hold Lu Jingtian's hand and cry out, "Don't be afraid; I will always be with you."
But Meng Shasha was not Li Ying. She did not love Lu Jingtian. When saying goodbye to Lu Jingtian, he lay on the hospital bed with a lifeless gaze. I said, "Lu Jingtian, I'm leaving. I wish you peace."
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