Chapter 708 I Have to Leave the Hospital

If you take too much painkiller, you will become addicted, and it is not good for your body, so He Jiayi no longer uses painkiller for Shen Zhiyu, all the pain can only be sustained.

The pain was so great that Shen Zhiyu couldn't bear it, and when he was rolling on the hospital bed, in order not to let his wound be torn, he could only use a few nurses to press him firmly on the bed.

This pain lasted almost 24 hours, Shen Zhiyu couldn't eat anything, and he lost a lot of weight quickly.

In the dead of night, he was lying on the hospital bed, curled up tightly because of the pain. His flesh seemed to be torn inch by inch, and his bones were severely broken. Afraid of causing trouble to He Jiayi, he gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't help but let out the pain from his throat. There was a painful whimper, and the bed sheet under him was soaked in cold sweat.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside ding-dong, pulling back Shen Zhiyu's confused thoughts. His intuition told him that this must be a text message from Xia Beiqing. He raised his arm with difficulty and touched the phone on the bedside. A message popped up.

——Teacher Shen, I miss you very much.

A few short words, like a panacea, instantly relieved most of Shen Zhiyu's pain, and he even raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a pale smile.

Beiqing is waiting for him, what else can't last?

Shen Zhiyu was typing on the phone tremblingly.

—I miss you too, I'll be back soon.

Just after clicking send, severe pain hit like a sea tide, Shen Zhiyu's hand shook violently, and the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

It wasn't until the third day that the pain finally subsided. He Jiayi checked Shen Zhiyu, and the surgical wound healed fairly well.

Although the pain was gone, Shen Zhiyu still found a problem. His body was like a shriveled balloon, drained of strength.

Sometimes even when I lift my arm, I feel pain in my bones, and I feel like I'm holding something in my chest. When my breathing is a little short, I can't stop coughing, as if I want to cough up my internal organs.

"Cough cough...cough..."

He Jiayi sat by the hospital bed, watched Shen Zhiyu coughing and retching, and poured him a glass of warm water.

"Cough...thank you..." Shen Zhiyu took the water, took a sip of it, and finally relieved his cough. He leaned his head weakly against the head of the bed, his face was pale, his cheeks on both sides were sunken, and he was so thin that he lost his appearance.

Shen Zhiyu tremblingly put the water glass aside, panted and asked, "Why... I don't have any strength at all?"

Seeing his dying look, He Jiayi almost held back his anger: "I said earlier that extracting bone marrow will cause great damage to the body, and it is irreversible. Now do you understand?"

Shen Zhiyu didn't speak, but closed his eyes. After a moment of silence, he asked weakly, "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"What?" He Jiayi's eyes widened in astonishment, thinking that she had heard wrong.

Shen Zhiyu tilted his head, looked at He Jiayi with a pair of dull eyes, and said, "I want to be discharged from the hospital."

"Discharged from the hospital?! Are you crazy?" He Jiayi exploded all of a sudden, and slammed the inspection report in his hand on Shen Zhiyu's body: "This is your inspection report. You can check it yourself. There is nothing wrong with your health." One item is up to standard, you need to stay in the hospital for at least a month, and you still want to be discharged from the hospital, that's impossible!"

Shen Zhiyu panted: "I...I have to be discharged from the hospital. I promised Beiqing that I will go home in two or three days."