I, Qing Huan

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, the nose nose of Nanxun finally stopped the phenomenon of overflow, the doctor gave her a bag of plasma, and turned her from the emergency room to the advanced ward. Sun Guohui, Sun Xuexue, Mei Zhongli sat next to her bed, did not dare to send something, only waiting for her to wake up quietly.

At a point, I have a coma over eight hours, she slowly opened her eyes, and the right hand shot, the retention needle on the back of the hand was trembled.

In order to faster her blood, her left hand and right hand have a lot of needle eyes, and the tape is a loud blue purple and red marks. Especially her right hand, because she is in a coma, the right hand will neuropically, so the hanging needle will always deviate from the blood vessels, and a few cyan bloodsides on the back is covered with red swelling eye, like the ugly fake flower that is dotted on the dead branch.

She squinted, distinguishing several people shelling before the bed, dumb, said: "You are here."

Three people saw her waking up, and they were busy giving them to the ground: "Meet the ancestors."

"stand up."

After you got it, they got up and sat back.

"The old ancestors," Mei Zhongtai suddenly, the voice is full of pain, "Your body is getting better and less, right?"

Nanxun is eye-catching, watching your own thousands of hands, don't speak.

Sun Guohui said: "The old ancestors, we are really worried ... If she can't remember you, you will suddenly be so ..."

"Is this bad."

The south is faint, there is no emotion in the eyes, "I have always been afraid, I am afraid that she can't remember me, I will go alone forever. Today, the worst the result is just a little bit. This is already very good. It is better than living than one person. "

"Old ancestors, how can we look at you this way ..." Mei Zhongshi turbid the eyes of moist.

"You don't have to be too pessimistic, don't have to be too sad." Nanxun's eyes are a bit of relief, "people have finally died, and life is dead, and everything is round, even if I am not dead, dozens of years It is also the same thing to die. Three thousand years ago, I have tasted a taste of death, so I am not afraid of death. I am worried about ... I can't accompany her. "

The south of the south, there is a slight trembling in the sound:

"I also want to accompany her to the end. But she can't remember me, what can I do?"

"The ancestors, we should die, we are useless ..."

Sun Guohui went deeply, and the old man who has passed the old man crying.

"Not your fault, you have done very well."

Nanxun suddenly, the arm was folded, try to hold himself, want to sit up.

Sun Lingxue hurriedly helped her arm: "The old ancestors, you are still weak, why don't you lying?"

"It's been very late, right?" Asked Nanxun.

Sunshun is nodded: "Yes, it has been half a half in the morning, your body has not recovered, here to sleep a night."

"It was so late ..." The bottom of the south ended a rare panic, "I have to go back."

Mei Zhongli immediately discouraged: "The old ancestors, you are still very bad, don't easily discharge! Doctors say that you can at least hang a blood bag to go to bed, you may also send again tonight, we have to guarantee Can give you an injection of analgesic in time, don't be at this time ... "

"I am fine," Nanxun did not speak in Meimei, only to Sun Xu Xue, "Xu Xue, I told you to bring a shirt when I come over, bring?"

She knows that her clothes will be dyed, so I will tell Sun Xu Xue ready to prepare.

Sun Xue did not dare to speak, carefully looked at Sun Guohui's face.

Sun Guohui didn't have any expression, nor did you talk.

"Give me." Nanxun reached out.

Sun Lingxue is the same as the sand, left and look at Sun Guohui, look at Mei Zhongli, and finally the heart is a bit bite, and the bag of the clothes is directly in the hands of the clothes.

Mei Zhongli still wants to say anything, but he also understands the spleen of Nanxun, knowing that she has always said that it is not two, and she has to sigh and grandson and Sun Guohui. Sun Luxue has gone out of the ward.

Nanxun pulled down the needle and retention needles on his back, changed his clothes, wearing shoes, is preparing to go out, step down, look at your back of the pinhole.

She stood for a while, suddenly turned, picking up a glass on the bedside table, looking out on the ground, taking out a broken fragment. She holds sharp fragments, let the most sharp places to focus on the needle of their hands, and slam.

A wound is not enough to cover up the close-up of the dense numbness, so she has a lot of roads, cross-intensive, until the flesh and blood is blurred, full of sore. Looking at his bloody hands, she secretly secretly, and the doctor who went out to call the duty to make a simple bandage.

Sunshunxue looked at her hand, and the distress in his eyes had to overflow: "The old ancestors, what is this?"

"... I can't let her know."

Can't let her know all the back.

The south is holding the gauze wrapped in the palm, and the pupil actually reflects a bit of soft laugh.

This is just fine, so she won't find that she has been hitting so many needles.

After doing this, it is already going to approach three in the morning. The rain outside has been under, and there is a tendency to turn into a heavy rain.

When I arrived at the hotel, the door opened, and the South is going out.

Mei Zhongshu is panicked from side to take out umbrella: "Old ancestors, umbrella ..."

The back of the south is far away, and the solitary monolith is exposed to heavy rain, transferring into blurring in the water mist, like painting.

Mei Zhongli hit the umbrella in hand, half-sighted, sighed.

It's too big, just from the car to the hotel, she was gummeted. Just packed hands were also filled with rain, gauze was sticky on the back of the skin, but she didn't wrinkled.

All the way into the lobby, go to the elevator, have a corridor, find your own room.

Three o'clock, so late, according to reason, I should sleep early. But there is a feeling of south, she didn't sleep, she is waiting for themselves. It is because of this feeling, she caught out of the hospital from the hospital, returning to her.

The door card brushed and crispy open-door prompts.

Gently pull the door, the darkness in the door is released.

There is no light, but she can still see, in the corner of the big bed, the stiff sitting slimming shadow.

The south is going in and put the door card into the power supply tank, but does not choose to turn on the light. She tested two steps forward, the hair was dripped on a clean floor with a drop of rain on the chin, and dragged a wet marker.

Even if it is in the dark, you can see the red eyes even in the dark.

"Nanxun?"

She is uncertainty asking.

"Ok."

Nanzhao should be said.

Just happily, stand up, it should be sitting too long, the legs are numb, and there is a bit. Waiting for her approach, Nanxun reached out and fake her into her arms and hugged.

The light is hugged back to hug her wet back, and the nasal cavity has been sobbed:

"You are finally back……"

"I know that you will wait for me, so I will come back." Nanxun buried in the soft long curly hair, "Sorry, it is late."

"You don't have to say sorry, you have said that at night," "Light and clear is hard, you are still crying, you still have to be tenderly comforting women," Now is at night, you, you don't have to apologize. "

"... you are not angry?"

"I am not angry," I just shook my head, "I just worry about you, worry about you, I have called you, I have been picking up, and I will turn it off again, I know it. Hello to play so much, but I don't know if you are not convenient to pick up or have no way, I don't want to bother your private affairs, I just worry about your safety ... "

Said, she bites the lips, such as the abyss, such as the thoughts, "Sorry, I will not drink, will you hate me?"

I haven't returned it for a long time, and the first thing I thought is not blaming my own mortar, nor I suspect the object you met, but I am worried that her call will cause trouble, even worry that her reliance will not let himself Anti-disgust.

Nanxun hugged her a bit of a bit, full of jealousy.

"Don't think about it, how can I hate you."

"But I ..."

"I will not be able to open you, lightly."

Looking down, he left the head, listened to this sentence, the heart of the floating is finally fixed.

Nanxun touched the curvature of the radians, and suddenly found that he was all wet, put the light joy of his arms and wet, and immediately looked down at a point down. Sure enough, the clothes in front of the light, also stained the plaque.

I also discovered this problem, and my heart was more uncomfortable: "Do you come back?"

"No, there is only a small road to get it." Nanxun Song opened her, "I will go to the clothes, you also change it."

I nodded and nodded, when I was rubbed with her, she saw the hands of the windows outside the window, and my heart was tight: "What is your hand?"

Nanxun didn't cover up much, looked up to see it. "When I poured water, I accidentally smashed the cup, and I was cut into my hand, I have already packaged, nothing."

"You are 35 years old, why is it still so uncomfortable?" The eyebrows were frowned, and they were very careful because of the injury of the south, all the attention was placed in this woman who can't take care of themselves. Body, "It's a big boss, I am used to it, the water is not good. The gauze wet, I will help you with the medicine for a while."

"No, the wound is blamed, don't look." Nanxun took up his own hand.

"Wound, where do I haven't seen it? Is there anything I don't want to see ..."

The south is open, a sentence " " wrapped in his mouth, considering it, did not choose to say.

The light is over, I'm still awkward, I hesitate to mutter:

"How do I feel ... At this time, should you say ' '?"

Nanxun looked at her, the lips were angry:

"Nothing, I like you to let go."