Chapter 211 Coma

This is good news for them, and Xu Yangyang believes that Song Qinghe will definitely wake up.

"I understand, thank you, doctor." Xu Yangyang added, then she left the office and entered Song Qinghe's ward.

After entering, Jiang Zhi followed Xu Yangyang, seeing that he was still on oxygen.

"You go back first, it's enough for me to be here alone." Xu Yangyang looked at him and said.

Jiang Zhi shook his head. "I'm here to take care of him. Go back and pack up before coming back."

After hearing his words, Xu Yangyang looked down at herself and realized that it was indeed inappropriate for her to take care of Song Qinghe here given her current condition.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will be back soon."

Jiang Zhi said everything was fine.

Afterwards, Xu Yangyang took a taxi back, and the driver was looking at Xu Yangyang through the rearview mirror.

Xu Yangyang naturally noticed his frequent gazes, but she had no intention of explaining them.

After arriving home, Xu Yangyang first took a shower and packed some daily necessities, and then rushed to the hospital.

It was already evening when he arrived at the hospital. Thinking that Jiang Zhi was still taking care of Song Qinghe for him, he felt a little guilty, so he bought two meals and went upstairs.

"Here she comes." Jiang Zhi said as he watched Xu Yangyang appear at the door of the ward carrying something.

Xu Yangyang nodded, "You haven't eaten yet, I bought some food to eat with you."

As she spoke, she placed all the food on the table one by one.

As for the things she brought, she put them aside and would pack them up later.

Jiang Zhi looked at Xu Yangyang and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

Xu Yangyang didn't expect him to ask her this, which made her pause while eating, and then she looked at Song Qinghe again.

"I'll stay in the hospital and take good care of him until he wakes up."

Now that Jiang Che is dead and Jiang Linan's revenge has been avenged, she doesn't have to worry about this matter all the time.

But for some reason Xu Yangyang felt empty in her heart. She always believed that Jiang Linan was not dead, he must still be alive, but she just couldn't find him now.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhi nodded.

Unless something unexpected happens, there will be no more intersection between the two of them.

The meal was over and Jiang Zhi left the hospital. He looked at Xu Yangyang again when he left.

"Take care of yourself."

Xu Yangyang nodded, "Goodbye."

Looking at his leaving back, Xu Yangyang wondered if Jiang Linan was there.

Thinking of this, her expression turned bitter.

She closed the door of the ward and looked at Song Qinghe, feeling very sorry for him. If it weren't for her, how could he become like this?

No one could predict what would happen in the future. All she needed to do now was to take good care of Song Qinghe and wait for him to wake up.

Xu Yangyang also took into consideration that Song Qinghe was a man and sometimes it was inconvenient for her to do many things, so she found a caregiver to help take care of Song Qinghe.

It’s just that most of the things are done by Xu Yangyang, maybe this is a kind of psychological comfort for her.

For the next period of time, Xu Yangyang took care of Song Qinghe in the hospital.

But he showed no signs of waking up, but Xu Yangyang was not discouraged at all.

She did what she could do well. Sometimes Xu Yangyang would read some books to Song Qinghe. Apart from that, she would also talk about some daily trivial matters.

Although Song Qinghe did not respond, Xu Yangyang was still happy to do so.

Because the doctor said that staying with the patient more and talking about what happened in the past will help his recovery.

When the weather outside was good, Xu Yangyang, with the help of the nurse, put Song Qinghe on the female chair and pushed him out to bask in the sun.

During this period, in order to prevent Song Qinghe from suffering muscle atrophy due to long-term inactivity, Xu Yangyang gave him massages from time to time.

Although she was very tired every day, Xu Yangyang felt that this kind of life was not bad.

Sometimes she felt as if she were atoning for her sins.

Time passed slowly. After Xu Yangyang fed Song Qinghe some liquid food as usual, she cleaned up the dishes.

What she didn't notice was that Song Qinghe's hand on the bed moved.

When it was night, Xu Yangyang sat aside reading a book, and Song Qinghe, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes.

Because he had been in darkness for a long time, he still felt uncomfortable even though the lights in the ward were not that glaring.

It took him a while to adjust to the situation before he spoke, "I..."

As soon as I uttered a word, I felt that my voice was unusually hoarse.

After hearing this, Xu Yangyang immediately put down the book and set her sights on Song Qinghe lying on the hospital bed.

Seeing that he was awake, I was a little surprised. "Song Qinghe, you are finally awake. I will go find a doctor right away."

After saying that, Xu Yangyang ran out immediately. Because it was too late, there was only the doctor on duty, but that didn't matter.

After the doctor gave Song Qinghe some routine examinations, he said to them, "The patient is now in good health. If you are worried, you can do a thorough examination tomorrow."

Xu Yangyang nodded.

After that, the doctor left and they were the only two left in the ward.

"I'll go get you a glass of warm water." As she said that, Xu Yangyang brought a glass of water to Song Qinghe.

After he drank it, his throat immediately felt much better.

Xu Yangyang was really happy, "You finally woke up."

"Thank you for your hard work during this period." Song Qinghe put the cup on the table beside him.

"It's not hard. It's what I should do." Besides, he was in a coma because of his own fault.

During the time he was unconscious, Xu Yangyang felt very guilty. Fortunately, he woke up.

"You have always been taking care of me, right?" Song Qinghe said to Xu Yangyang.

Although he had been in a coma, he was still aware of Xu Yangyang's presence.

Xu Yangyang nodded. "No matter what, your waking up is the best news for us."

Song Qinghe nodded, "By the way, how long was I unconscious?"

"It's been almost two months." Xu Yangyang said aloud. It can only be said that time passed very quickly, and two months passed in a flash.

"It's been so long." Song Qinghe murmured.

It was indeed a long time, but since he had been in a coma, he had no sense of time.

"It's okay." Xu Yangyang said.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should get some rest." He knew that Xu Yangyang must be very tired after a busy day.

"Okay." Xu Yangyang agreed and lay down on the other bed.