Super Bowl Domination

Chapter 1206: Laughing at Life and Death
"I'm sorry. I'm... really sorry..."

That was the only voice in Karen's head, over and over again.

Levi never knew that the word "sorry" could be so heartbreaking and suffocating.

Levi shook his head slightly, "Instead of saying sorry, why not say thank you, what do you think?"

Karen was stunned, looked up at Levi, and nodded silently, "Thank you."

Levi let out a long breath, "Felix...how is he now?"

Karen looked back at the ward and said, "He just woke up, but the situation is..."

The words came to an abrupt end. At this moment, there are too many uncertainties and too many frightening things surging at the end of the unknown.

Karen didn't have the courage to face it, so she changed the subject abruptly, "If he saw you, he would be very happy. We were watching the replay of the London Bowl at home last night."

Levi's mouth twitched slightly, "It seems that I should continue to work hard. If I relax and slack off for a while, you might find out."

Karen also pulled the corners of her mouth, but she couldn't lift them up, and they drooped weakly in the blink of an eye.

Levi called out, "Karen."

Karen raised her head and looked at Levi in ​​confusion.

Levi looked directly into Karen's eyes and said, "It's not over yet."

Although Levi didn't know how to comfort Karen, and he didn't know the right way to deal with the situation, he refused to surrender.

Karen's eyes welled up and she nodded randomly.

Levi was a little hesitant. He knew that Felix's situation was special. Generally speaking, hospitals often prohibit non-immediate relatives from visiting to avoid affecting the patients.

But after the words had been on his tongue for a while, Levi still asked, "Karen, can I go in and see Felix? It's okay if you refuse. Just tell Felix that I'm here, always here..."

Karen looked at Levi quietly. Through the blurry tears, she could see Levi's struggle, but there was always strength shining in his eyes.

"Of course, rookie." Karen said, "In fact, I should thank you. You didn't have to come in person, Felix..."

Felix is ​​just an ordinary fan, and there are millions of ordinary fans in Kansas City.

Levi shook his head, stopping Karen from continuing, "Felix is ​​Felix, a unique fan and an indispensable part of the Kansas City Chiefs."

"Have you forgotten? We fought side by side. And of course, there's Anne. She'd be very sad if we forgot about her."

Karen smiled and tried to say something, but was immediately drowned in tears. She closed her mouth tightly and nodded silently in agreement.

Levi wanted to say something else, but in the end he couldn't. He patted Karen's shoulder gently, then walked towards the ward.

Standing at the door, for a brief moment, Levi was scared.

Yes, he was scared.

After experiencing what happened to Annie, Levi was unable to hide his fear and panic when facing death again.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Levi seemed to be able to hear Anne's unbridled laughter and mocking him, and the cheerful laughter was circling around his ears.

Levi took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the ward.

At a glance, one can see Felix lying quietly on the hospital bed, thin and small, as if he will be swallowed up by the bed sheet monster in the next second.

The faint rise and fall of his chest was reminding Levi that he was still breathing.

Levi could not help but lighten his footsteps and tiptoe to the bedside, looking at the bloodless face with a frown on his face. Even in his sleep, he could not escape the entanglement of pain. His nose, arms, and chest were filled with all kinds of tubes and wires, which maintained his life, but seemed to kidnap him, and he was fighting a desperate battle with death.

On his chest, a drawing board slipped crookedly from his hands. Just as it was about to fall, Levi grabbed it and took a quick glance at it, but couldn't help but take a few more glances -

It seemed like his medical record, recording the medications he had taken, the dietary restrictions he had taken, the symptoms he had suffered since his diagnosis, and like a medal, it recorded his lifelong struggle.

Felix drew cartoons on the left side of the medical record: seven years old, ten years old, fourteen years old, seventeen years old...

This is not all.

On the blank lower half of the medical record, there are more stick figures, including a 21-year-old holding a beer bottle, a 40-year-old holding his baby and wife, and an 80-year-old leaning on a cane, recording the future that Felix has described.

A future he might never be able to explore.

Suddenly, Levi's heart curled up severely.

"Cough cough."

Felix woke up and opened his eyes blearily.

"How's my painting skills? Isn't it good?"

Levi quickly turned his head, took a deep breath, controlled himself, showed a smile, looked at Felix again, pointed at the eighty-year-old figure, "Are you sure a cane is enough? You don't need a wheelchair?"

Felix weakly raised his right hand and squeezed his nonexistent biceps. "Hey, you should see how strong I am."

Looking at Felix's weak smile, Levi tried to smile, but found that the corners of his mouth were as heavy as a thousand pounds. His expression must be very bad. "Are you overestimating yourself? When you get up, come to the team and train with us. Let me show you what real training is."

Felix looked at Levi quietly without saying anything.

It was unclear at the moment whether it was because he was half asleep and had fallen asleep again, but that look made Levi feel nervous.

Just as Levi was about to speak, Felix finally spoke, "Rookie, I don't know if I can stand up again."

For a moment, Levi was stunned.

Levi was hit hard and unexpectedly, in a very embarrassing way.

It was a little late for Levi to realize that he had failed to hide his expression, and he smiled in panic, "Sorry, I must have looked like a fool just now."

"Hey, Felix, what nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten? We are chieftains, and our belief is to fight to the end and refuse to surrender."

"Remember? The game is not over until the final whistle blows. Oh, you don't look like a chief at all now. You look a little disappointed."

Levi really felt like a fool.

His usual eloquence was of no use at this moment. He just kept talking nonsense and could do nothing except shouting slogans.

That kind of frustration and helplessness cannot be vented even if you clench your fists.

Felix lay on the bed, looking at Levi quietly, with a smile on his face. "Oh, it's rare to see you lose your composure. If Annie knew, she would probably laugh out loud."

Levi pulled the corners of his mouth, but finally failed, and the corners of his mouth drooped weakly.

Felix looked at Levi and said weakly, "Rookie, I know this is difficult, but this time, I may not be able to continue fighting."

A holy light shone from that pale face as he looked at Levi frankly and honestly, as if looking directly into the eyes of the god of death.

(End of this chapter)