Chapter 1033 I Am His Family

His face was as pale as paper, his breathing was messy and rapid, his expression was flustered, his eyes were full of panic and fear, and his whole body was trembling because of the anxiety and fear in his heart.

When the doctor first saw him, he thought it was some kind of emergency.

"can I help you?"

The man didn't look at him, he just stood at the door, his moist eyes looked at the hospital bed...

Tsing Yi looked at the haggard alcoholic on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze, and was tortured by the illness like a different person. Tears welled up in an instant, and his chest ached.

My heart hurts so bad I can't even breathe.

No... Didn't you say you were homesick?

How... how did it become like this?

Seeing Tsing Yi staring at the alcoholic all the time, the doctor subconsciously glanced at the drunkard in a daze, and asked Qing Yi with some uncertainty: "You... are Mu Han's friend?"

Hearing the doctor's words, the alcoholic finally reacted. His long eyelashes trembled slightly. He glanced at the doctor first. Seeing that the doctor had been staring at the door, he turned his head with difficulty and looked over.

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

Just looking at Tsing Yi so foolishly, his brain was in a daze, and he even held his breath.

The drunkard's reaction was undoubtedly another stab in Tsing Yi's guilty heart, looking at his skinny face, Tsing Yi hated herself to death.

It's because he's useless, it's because he didn't take good care of him, didn't take good care of him...

It took a while for Tsing Yi to recover a bit. He 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, one could see how heavy his heart was at the moment.

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

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

These... these... Tsing Yi is about to collapse.

"Are you Mu Han's friend?" The doctor asked again.

"……no."

Tsing Yi choked his throat and squeezed out a sentence.

His tear-filled eyes stared at the horrifying examination results in the medical records.

His fingers pinching the corner of the paper turned red and white from too much force.

Hearing Tsing Yi's answer, the drunkard's heart skipped a beat, and he became nervous.

Is he mad at him?

"Then you are...?" Not a friend? They don't look like brothers who are related by blood.

"...I am his family."

Tsing Yi said, looking at the drunkard.

Facing the interrogation of Tsing Yi's eyes, the drunkard lowered his eyes with guilt, not daring to look at him.

"Family? Oh, so he still has family members. I thought..." The doctor was inexplicably angry.

I feel that such a family is too irresponsible.

"I really don't know how your family members are doing it. Did you not find out that there is a lack of people in the family or something? If you don't usually call? Didn't you find out that there is something wrong with him?"

"..." Tsing Yi remained silent.

"Forget it, since you're here, take good care of him. He said just now that he wanted to give up the treatment, so you can enlighten him. He just had an operation this afternoon, and his condition has stabilized for the time being."

"And this porridge for a while, you let him eat it."

As the doctor said, he took back the medical record from Tsing Yi.

"I will come to the hospital at ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Then you come to my office to find me. He is in a difficult situation. Let's talk about it tomorrow. You can take care of him."

After the doctor finished speaking, he took a look at the alcoholic and left the ward.

The ward fell silent for a moment.

Tsing Yi stood by the bed, just looking at the drunkard.