The windows were wide open and the temperature inside the room was a little cold. Light and cold air poured in from the windows, filling the room.
A biting chill emanated from the inside out.
After hearing the sound, Grandma Mu still did not react. The person covered by the quilt only heard some gasps, which was enough to explain the problem.
Mu Yichen hurriedly came out from behind Shen Zhaozhao, ran to Grandma Mu's bed in three or two steps, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Grandma!"
He reached out and pushed Grandma Mu, but she didn't respond. Her face was swollen, and she gasped with difficulty with her mouth open. The sound was very small. If Shen Zhaozhao hadn't opened the door, she wouldn't have noticed it at all.
Mu Yichen was a little flustered and kept patting Grandma Mu's back: "Open your mouth and breathe!"
Shen Zhaozhao rang the service bell with a serious expression and explained the situation.
This time, it was her turn to stand silently behind Mu Yichen. Mu Yichen gripped Grandma Mu's shoulders anxiously, his bony hands straining until they turned pale. "Grandma, Grandma, answer me. Open your eyes and look at me."
The panic expression on his face was obvious, and he no longer stood by and watched as usual.
Shen Zhaozhao pulled his arm, which seemed to be growing there, and pulled it hard like a tree taking root and sprouting, but it didn't move at all: "Let go, your grandma will be hurt."
【Why is it still like this?】
Grandma Mu's face and limbs were covered with red rashes, and her breathing was rapid, with a wheezing sound like that of an old fan.
People are just like those old objects that have been neglected for a long time, slowly losing their vitality.
Mu Yichen took these words in, and with his fingers stiffened, he moved away from Grandma Mu's shoulders while still holding them.
It took all my strength to move my hand away.
Shen Zhaozhao reached out and held Mu Yichen's hand. Her soft hand, with the same cold temperature, straightened his stiff fingers little by little.
The doctor arrived quickly and, after being well-trained, lifted Grandma Mu onto the bed and rushed to the emergency room with a cloud of white flying around.
Mu Yichen also staggered behind the ambulance, like an abandoned child, trying hard to chase it. If Shen Zhaozhao hadn't supported him, he would have fallen.
The scene before his eyes seemed to be trapped in black and white. Between black and white, Mu Yichen seemed to see the little kid from his childhood chasing after his parents' hearse.
He couldn't catch up no matter what he did, and finally fell to the ground. He watched the hearse become a tiny dot in the sky and finally disappear. He sat on the ground and burst into tears.
That time seemed to have drained away all the tears, and now the familiar feeling of someone clutching my heart and making me unable to breathe on my own came to my mind again.
That time, it was his grandmother who picked him up and told him that his parents were gone, but he was still there. And now.
Who is there now? Grandma is leaving. Boundless panic enveloped Mu Yichen, like a child who has lost all sense of security.
Shen Zhaozhao stayed by his side, allowing Mu Yichen to be aware of her presence without disturbing him.
Her thoughts were also very confused. Obviously, the plot had been disrupted, and Shen Qiannuo had no chance to contact Grandma Mu.
【But it’s still March 11th, and it’s still this year.】
[Will Grandma Namu... die?]
Shen Zhaozhao's heart was also blank, and he couldn't help but think of a lot of things in his mind, thinking of that silly boy Qin Shun, and his enemies Jiang Yuyu and Shen Ningle.
These are the people who will die early. Is it unavoidable?
[Wouldn't Jiang Yuyu die this winter, the coldest winter in Kyoto?]
Mu Yichen felt that all the parts of his body were reassembling. He fell onto the chair outside the emergency room, staring blankly at the door.
The blood-red light in the emergency room gradually became dim.
"Drink some hot water." Shen Zhaozhao went to get a cup of hot water and handed it to Mu Yichen, pulling him back from the endless darkness.
Taking the hot water in his palm and warming it, Mu Yichen softened his voice and looked at Shen Zhaozhao: “Did it scare you?”
Mu Yichen replied with a forced smile, and Shen Zhaozhao waited here with him.
The room was silent, the sunlight gradually shifted, and tiny optical fibers danced in the light. Mu Yichen was like a stiff puppet who had lost his strings and sat there, losing contact with the world.
I stared at the door and waited, only occasional movement could confirm that the person was still alive.
Mingming had talked about Zhaozhao with his grandmother a few days ago, and his grandmother even joked that she wanted to be a witness at his wedding in the future.
The old face remained the same, and the wrinkled hands had pulled him up.
"Hello?" Shen Zhaozhao answered a call and walked quickly to the other side. Mu Yichen then focused his attention on chasing her back.
"We're not going back today, right." The call was from Uncle Li, asking why they hadn't come out yet.
Before I knew it, it was time to go home from school. The sun was hanging low in the sky, emitting its last bit of heat and yearning for the world.
The light in the emergency room turned from red to green. Mu Yichen seemed to have finally wound up. He stood up and waited at the door. Shen Zhaozhao came over and stood beside him silently.
The doctor came out and took off his mask, looking tired. "It's okay. To be on the safe side, I'll be in intensive care for the next two days."
Mu Yichen swallowed and said, "Thank you."
The small bed carried Grandma Mu back to the intensive care unit. Looking at the sleeping Grandma Mu through the small square glass, Mu Yichen's eyes were very deep.
It was not the usual spring breeze, Shen Zhaozhao saw a cold look on his face.
Yes, Grandma Mu was hired by the Shen family to take care of her. Now that this problem has arisen, they don’t know how to solve it.
Grandma Mu is Mu Yichen's Achilles' heel and his bottom line.
[Mu Yichen was completely unaware of the fact that Shen Qiannuo was still Mu Yichen's grandmother.]
【Now that I know, I’m afraid we can’t be together anymore. 】
Now...
[Is Grandma Mu, who is still indirectly from the Shen family, critically ill?]
[Will Yi Chen and I become strangers from now on? ]
How could the Shen family compare with his grandmother?
Shen Zhaozhao was a little confused. Since she awakened, she had not wanted anything, so there was no need to argue.
"Are you okay?" The Shen family also learned the news from the hospital and hurried over.
"This time, the original caregiver took leave for something, so he asked his daughter to replace him. His daughter didn't know that Grandma Mu was allergic to peanuts, so she gave her a small cake with peanuts in it." Shen Boyan found out the matter when he came over.
The caregiver did not tell the hospital about his leave of absence. He was afraid of losing this easy and high-paying job, so he discussed it with Grandma Mu on his own.
Grandma Mu also agreed.
"Now the nurse has run away with her daughter. We are following up and will notify you when we find them." Shen Boyan handed the information of the nurse and her daughter to Mu Yichen.
Mu Yichen took the two thin pieces of paper almost powerlessly.
【Why is it still like this?】
Shen Zhaozhao's frustration was overwhelming.
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