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Chapter 708 I Must Be Discharged

Painkillers can be addictive if used too much, and they have no good for the body, so He Jiayi no longer gives Shen Zhiyu painkillers, and he has to endure all the pain.

The pain was so severe that Shen Zhiyu could not bear it any more. He rolled over on the bed. In order to prevent his wounds from being torn, several nurses had to be mobilized to hold him down on the bed.

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

It was late at night and he was lying on the hospital bed, curled up tightly in pain. His flesh seemed to be torn inch by inch and his bones were severely broken. He clenched his teeth for fear of causing trouble for He Jiayi, but still couldn't help a little painful whimper from his throat. The sheets under him were already soaked with cold sweat.

Suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang, pulling Shen Zhiyu back from his confused thoughts. His intuition told him that it must be a text message from Xia Beiqing. He raised his arm with difficulty and touched the phone on the bedside table. A message popped up on the screen.

——Teacher Shen, I miss you so much.

Just a few words were like a panacea, instantly alleviating most of Shen Zhiyu's pain. He even pulled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a pale smile.

Bei Qing is waiting for him, what is there that he can't overcome?

Shen Zhiyu was typing on his phone tremblingly.

——I miss you too, I will be back soon.

As soon as he clicked "send", an intense pain came over him like a tidal wave. Shen Zhiyu's hands shook violently and the phone fell to the ground with a clang.

It wasn't until the third day that the pain finally subsided. He Jiayi examined Shen Zhiyu and found that the surgical wound had healed quite well.

Although the pain was gone, Shen Zhiyu still found a problem. His body was like a deflated balloon, drained of strength. Sometimes even raising his arms would make his bones ache, and his chest felt like something was holding back. If he breathed a little faster, he would cough uncontrollably, as if he was going to cough out his internal organs.

"Cough...cough..."

He Jiayi sat beside the bed, watching Shen Zhiyu coughing and retching, and poured him a glass of warm water.

"Ahem...thank you..." Shen Zhiyu took the water, took a sip, and his cough finally eased. He leaned his head weakly against the head of the bed, his face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he was so thin that he looked unrecognizable.

Shen Zhiyu trembled as he put the cup of water aside, panting and asking, "Why do I... have no strength at all?"

He Jiayi looked at him in a state of half-death and was filled with rage: "I have already said that extracting bone marrow will cause great damage to the body and it is irreversible. Do you understand now?"

Shen Zhiyu didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. Then he asked weakly, "Can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"What?" He Jiayi widened his eyes in surprise, thinking he had heard it 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."

"Discharge?! Are you crazy?" He Jiayi exploded and threw the medical report in his hand at Shen Zhiyu: "This is your medical report. Take a look at it yourself. None of your physical conditions meet the standards. You need to stay in the hospital for at least a month. You are still thinking about being discharged. Impossible!"

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

(End of this chapter)