Chapter 811 Su Miao Extra Chapter 83
No one knows an accident will happen until it happens.
Qin Mo didn't want Su Miao to know that he had been in a car accident and was in the emergency room, for fear of upsetting her, but how could he keep this a secret? The hospital didn't dare to hide it either.
The most direct contact who can handle the procedures for him is Su Miao.
In the quiet corridor, Su Miao's painful sobs could be heard.
The bouquet of flowers was still in front of her eyes. The flowers were smashed, but the fragrance was still there, lingering in her nose, and she almost couldn't breathe.
When she opened her eyes again, Su Miao's eyes were bloodshot and her face was covered with tears. She took the rose from the little girl with trembling hands. She touched the blood on the wrapping paper. It was Qin Mo's blood.
How did Qin Mo feel when he held the bouquet? Was he eager to present it to her?
Do you want to put it in a vase on the dining table so that it will be the first thing students see when they arrive the next day?
Su Miao leaned against the cold wall holding the flowers. The little girl was taken away by her family, and the one who had been with Su Miao was Qin Mo's student.
Su Miao stood outside for as long as Qin Mo was rescuing inside. It was a cold day and her legs ached. The plaster on her joints had lost its effect and the hot compress bag was no longer warm. Her legs were like rusty parts, hurting every time she moved them. She could still feel the pain, but she always felt that they were not her legs.
Qin Mo was rescued in there for four hours. It was getting dark and the lights in the emergency room went out. Qin Mo was pushed out and Su Miao staggered after him, staggering with every step, and walked in front of Qin Mo with some difficulty.
The doctor said: "The person is still alive, but in poor condition."
The person next to him quickly supported Su Miao. If it weren't for this support, Su Miao would definitely fall down.
The doctor was afraid of upsetting the old man so he didn't dare to say it directly. After pushing Qin Mo to the observation room, he told the young people the details.
Several students looked at each other with serious expressions, not knowing how to talk to Su Miao.
Qin Mo was in a coma for two days, and Su Miao stayed with him for two days. If the students had not advised her to take care of herself and brought food for her to eat, I'm afraid Su Miao would have had to stay with Qin Mo for those two days without eating or drinking.
Two days were enough for Su Miao to calm down. In just over forty hours, Su Miao's hair turned a little grayer.
"Master's Wife, Master hasn't recovered yet, don't let yourself get sick..."
Su Miao blinked her dry eyes: "Jiang Wen, tell me the whole story about Qin Mo. I am his wife, and I have the right to know what the doctor said to you."
She knew that the doctors and students didn't tell her about Qin Mo's condition because they were worried about her, but she couldn't keep not knowing and keep deceiving herself that Qin Mo was fine.
"Teacher, he..." Jiang Wen hadn't thought of a good way to say it, but when she mentioned Qin Mo, her nose felt sore and her eyes reddened. "The doctor said he had a stroke and was paralyzed. He will have to lie in bed from now on..."
Su Miao is a doctor. Qin Mo was hit on the head by the car. The old man's health was not good to begin with. Normally, a small fall would take him a long time to recover, let alone being hit on the head by a car.
The probability of an elderly person suffering from a stroke and becoming paralyzed is too high. Su Miao had thought about this, but when she heard Jiang Wen say this result with her own ears, her mind was still shaken, as if her soul had left her body, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
"Master's Wife..."
"I'm fine." Su Miao raised her hand tremblingly and wiped away her tears. "I understand. You can go back. I'll be the only one watching over here."
"How can that be? How can I leave you alone..."
"Jiang Wen, I want to be alone." Su Miao interrupted her before she finished speaking. Her face was old and tired, and she seemed to have aged five years in an instant.
"Okay, I understand."
The door behind him closed gently, and Su Miao held Qin Mo's hand.
She couldn't understand why Qin Mo, who said he would take care of her for the rest of her life, ended up lying in bed unable to move before her.
Qin Mo missed his birthday and woke up on the third day. The weather was nice that day, with bright sunshine and gentle breeze. The bougainvillea in the hospital bloomed on all the branches overnight, attracting many people to take photos and check in.
The bougainvillea in the Second Hospital is famous for its beauty. When the flowering season arrives, the colorful bracts are displayed, warm and unrestrained.
He opened his eyes, the light was a little dazzling, and he saw Su Miao standing by his bed with a haggard face.
He wanted to open his mouth and call her, but he could only say "Miao Miao", such a simple word, the name he had called all his life, but he could no longer utter it clearly.
The whole body is paralyzed, not only in movement but also in speech.
Su Miao watched Qin Mo wake up and wanted to rush over to hug him, but Qin Mo had cans stuck all over his body, so she couldn't even hug him.
Su Miao held Qin Mo's hand: "I received your flowers, very beautiful champagne roses, I like them very much..."
Qin Mo opened his mouth but no words came out. His mouth was crooked and the shape of his mouth couldn't be understood. Tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.
Su Miao clenched her hands tightly, but he couldn't even feel whether her hands were cold or hot.
Su Miao looked into Qin Mo's eyes. She could understand from his eyes that he was calling her name and saying sorry.
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Often, powerful people become more vulnerable than ordinary people when they lose their armor. Qin Mo's armor used to be that white coat, but later it became Su Miao.
There is no cure for an elderly person who suffers from a stroke and is completely paralyzed. There are two possible outcomes: waiting to die in pain or euthanasia.
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