Chapter 160 Silent Cry
There is a halo of light in front of my eyes, and it is blurry and unclear.
There was a beeping sound coming from somewhere, at regular intervals, like the ringing of a bell, waking people up.
My consciousness was restored first, and all my strength was drained from my body. I felt a sense of emptiness as if all my energy had been used up. Luo Qinglin didn't know where he was now, but he felt inexplicably safe.
He slowly opened his eyes and was dazzled by the white light above his head. Luo Qinglin frowned and half-closed his eyes to block out the light.
Now, where is he?
The air was filled with the smell of medicine and the sound of dripping instruments. This... is a hospital?
Why is he in the hospital?
Feeling weak all over, Luo Qinglin couldn't move his neck, so he could only move his eyes and look around.
There was a patch of white above his head, with several bright white lights, and several large instruments surrounding it. The screens recorded dynamic curves that Luo Qinglin could not understand.
His head was dizzy, and Luo Qinglin seemed to be able to feel the weight of his thoughts, pulling him down and disrupting his thinking.
What on earth had he done before? Why did you go to the hospital?
Several images flashed through his mind. First, it was Shen Yin's crazy laugh, then the wooden door lock was smashed to the ground, and then Jiang Yanyu walked in.
A large number of complex images and sounds flooded into my mind, and my memories were revived.
Luo Qinglin suddenly remembered what happened on the boat and struggled slightly, trying to attract the attention of others so that they could take him away from here and find Jiang Yanyu.
Jiang Yanyu came in with an axe in his hand, like a madman. Would he really hurt Shen Yin?
If it gets more serious, will there be an accident and someone die?
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Luo Qinglin tried to raise his hand, put it on the respirator, unplug it and leave.
Just as he raised his hand halfway into the air, it was grabbed by a hand wearing a blue glove and pressed back to the bedside.
"Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Luo Qinglin raised his eyes and in the blurry light, he saw a person who was fully armed with an isolation suit, a medical cap, and a mask. The person was wrapped tightly and his gender could not be seen. He could only judge from the voice that it was a female.
--I......
——How can I...
Luo Qinglin wanted to speak, but no sound came out when he opened his lips. He tried several times but to no avail. Luo Qinglin's eyes were anxious and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to gesture.
"Don't worry, don't worry," the female doctor leaned over and comforted her, "Your fiancé is waiting outside the door. I'll help you take off the ventilator, and you can meet him via video."
After checking his swallowing and coughing reflexes and making sure that Luo Qinglin was conscious and breathing independently, the female doctor slowly took off the ventilator for him.
After checking other basic physiological values such as blood oxygen and heart rate, and confirming that Luo Qinglin's physical condition was stable, the female doctor said, "Wait a moment, I'll get the tablet," and turned and left.
Luo Qinglin followed the doctor's gaze, watching her leave eagerly, waiting anxiously, hoping that she would come back soon.
Soon, the female doctor came back with a tablet that Luo Qinglin was familiar with. She clamped it on the support board of the nursing frame, let Luo Qinglin lie down to look at the screen, and clicked on the video call.
Ding ding ding.
When the video call started ringing, Luo Qinglin was actually a little nervous. He held his breath, worrying about whether he looked ugly or not and whether Jiang Yanyu would be disappointed when he saw him.
Before the call was connected, Luo Qinglin curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing his usual obedient smile, and waited obediently for the video to be connected.
The screen image changed and shook slightly, and Jiang Yanyu's face appeared on the screen.
The moment that face appeared, Luo Qinglin's smile froze on the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Yanyu changed into a casual sports jacket, with his hair softly draped over his forehead. He seemed relaxed and in a good mood, but the dry skin on his lips, the dark circles under his eyes, and his dry skin betrayed his ease.
Vixens love to be vain and will not tolerate any mistakes in their image. Even if they have not slept well and look tired, they will apply a thin layer of makeup in advance to deal with the tiredness, and will not go out until they are satisfied.
But now, those usually plump lips are dehydrated, and even the lip color has faded a bit, with dry and mottled skin, looking extremely haggard.
Luo Qinglin opened his mouth slightly, wanting to ask him how long he had been waiting outside and urge him to go to rest, but no sound came out.
"Be good, don't be afraid, this is only temporary. Once the remaining drugs are metabolized and the concentration is reduced, you will be able to speak."
A hoarse and low voice came out from the loudspeaker, as if one had a bad cold, with the tail end forked and broken, without any vitality.
Hearing this voice, Luo Qinglin could no longer hold back his smile, his heart ached as he burst through his chest, the corners of his mouth trembled and fell downwards, tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes, and fell onto the pillow along his temples.
How long did I wait to become so tired?
Luo Qinglin was anxious. He pointed his finger at his lips, then raised it to the screen and tapped Jiang Yanyu's lips, urging him to drink some water.
"Got it, you troublemaker." Jiang Yanyu chuckled a few times, winked at the outside of the camera, took a glass of water, took a sip reluctantly and put it down.
My tear glands opened and once I started crying I couldn't stop.
Even watching Jiang Yanyu drinking water made Luo Qinglin feel sad, let alone maintaining the kind of beautiful, seductive, tearful look he had during normal games. Now he couldn't even open his eyes, and could only frown and cry loudly with his mouth wide open.
Luo Qinglin couldn't make any sound, only had a crying expression, as if he was performing a pantomime, which was actually a bit funny.
The canary has always been gentle and obedient, and when she sheds tears she only sobs quietly. If Luo Qinglin cried loudly, what kind of cry would it be?
Jiang Yanyu was not amused by his appearance, but by the crying sound that she automatically filled in with her imagination.
"Alright, alright, why are you crying so sadly?" Jiang Yanyu smiled and comforted her, "You will be transferred to the general ward tomorrow afternoon. Now just close your eyes and go to sleep. When you open your eyes again, you will see me."
He has been in a coma for so long, why should he sleep now?
Luo Qinglin shook her head, pointed at the screen and cried, then closed her eyes tightly for a few seconds, indicating that Jiang Yanyu should go to bed.
I don’t know if Jiang Yanyu was pretending or if he really didn’t understand what Luo Qinglin meant. He actually asked, “Do you want to listen to “Dream of Love”? I’ll hum it for you.”
But when he started humming, he split his legs and broke the first note. Jiang Yanyu quickly stopped and said, "Let's play some music today. I'll hum it for you tomorrow, okay?"
No, stupid.
Luo Qinglin continued to shake his head, pointed at the screen, then pointed at himself, put his hands together to his left ear, and made a sleeping gesture.
Jiang Yanyu finally understood what he meant, "You want me to sleep with you?"
Luo Qinglin nodded, wiped away his tears with his hands, stared at the screen with wide eyes, checking whether Jiang Yanyu listened to him and went to sleep well.
"Okay, I'll listen to BB."
The screen was shaking. Jiang Yanyu put the tablet on the bed shelf, laid the pillow out casually, half-lay down and closed his eyes.
The lights in the hospital were bright white, illuminating every trace of fatigue on Jiang Yanyu's face.
The vain vixen never allows stubble on her face, which must be kept smooth. However, now, under the white light, Luo Qinglin can vaguely see the stubble on his face.
His heart ached again. Luo Qinglin secretly cheated and was unwilling to close his eyes and sleep. He just wanted to look at Jiang Yanyu.
"You have to sleep too, don't peek at me." Jiang Yanyu seemed to sense something and said with his eyes closed.
He is not sleepy! He's going to peek!
Luo Qinglin deliberately opened his eyes wide, staring at Jiang Yanyu without blinking.
Perhaps it was because he had just cried, or perhaps it was because of the effect of the medicine, Luo Qinglin's eyes became dry, and gradually he could not hold on any longer, and his eyelids drooped from time to time.
At first, Luo Qinglin could still struggle to open his eyes, suppressing the soreness and sleepiness.
In the end, his eyelids were too heavy to lift, and once they fell, he couldn't get up again. Luo Qinglin exhaled with his lips slightly parted, and fell into a deep sleep.
Only after Luo Qinglin fell asleep completely did Jiang Yanyu open his eyes and look at the screen quietly.
His canary's cheeks were red and swollen from crying, and even its ears were bright red.
But the redness did not last for more than a few minutes. As the drugs from the IV drip were injected into the muscles, Luo Qinglin's face turned pale again, completely bloodless.
Just looking at the man's chest rising and falling steadily was not enough; only by seeing the regular curve on the bedside ECG monitor could Jiang Yanyu feel at ease.
If the vital signs are abnormal, the instrument will sound and give a reminder, but Jiang Yanyu will stare at the curve like a paranoid obsessive-compulsive patient who cannot stand the slightest unnecessary change in the curve.
Time passed in paranoid madness, Jiang Yanyu's eyes turned red and bloodshot, until the female doctor returned to Luo Qinglin's bed and turned off the tablet screen.
The video page closed automatically, and an intense feeling of depression surged up, driving people crazy.
Jiang Yanyu took a deep breath, took out a small silk bag from his pocket, took out the ring locator inside, and held it in his palm.
When on the helicopter, Jiang Yanyu took off the locator and changed the jumpsuit himself into an ordinary white shirt.
Luo Qinglin was in a coma for nearly a day before he woke up, which was much later than the attending doctor had expected.
From the early morning of the day before to the night of the next day, Jiang Yanyu could not close his eyes, because as soon as he let his mind go, the image of Luo Qinglin rolling his eyes, convulsing, and his heart almost stopping would automatically appear in his mind.
When the disease broke out, Luo Qinglin disappeared in his imagination, was snatched away, kidnapped, and locked up in a place where he could not find him.
After opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling for a moment, Jiang Yanyu couldn't stand it anymore. He jumped off the bed, put on his slippers, took the elevator, and quickly walked to the door of the intensive care unit and stood there.
The bald man was stationed outside the door. When he saw Jiang Yanyu coming, he looked haggard and uneasy, so he advised: "Mr. Jiang, you should go back and rest. I will guard here."
"No need." Jiang Yanyu stood straight, looking at the metal door with an expressionless face.
The bald man didn't dare to persuade her any further and stood in front of the door with Jiang Yanyu.
Two tall men stood together, blocking the door. When the female emergency doctor changed out of her isolation gown and walked out, she was frightened by the two figures.
"Fuck, what are you doing here? Didn't you just video chat with your fiancé?" asked the female doctor.
Jiang Yanyu didn't answer, but stared at the door, as if he didn't hear her.
The bald man knew how to read the expressions, so he pulled the doctor aside, bowed and nodded to explain, and asked if he could reconnect the video so that Jiang Yanyu could see Luo Qinglin.
"He can be discharged from the intensive care unit tomorrow. Can't he even wait for such a short time?" asked the doctor.
"Jiang Yanyu can't stand Mr. Luo not being in his sight, so please be a little more flexible."
The bald man bent down slightly and communicated with the female doctor in a begging attitude. After a few words back and forth, the female doctor finally agreed and asked the doctor who would enter the intensive care unit in the next time period to help Jiang Yanyu connect to the video.
When the familiar sleeping face appeared on the screen, Jiang Yanyu's anxiety was finally relieved. He walked back to the ward, half-laid down, and stared at Luo Qinglin quietly.
After looking at Luo Qinglin for a while, Jiang Yanyu suddenly sat up, as if he had made an important decision, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
"The embedded chip needs to be implanted under the skin."
"Two people."
"Location, vital signs recording, emergency help, all of them."
The author has something to say:
Luo Qinglin: I am so sleepy and ugly (lights a cigarette)
Jiang Yanyu: Nonsense! Not ugly!
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