Chapter 619 Meeting You, Falling in Love with You 37
Not long after, the doctors and nurses, led by the old man, rushed into the ward.
When Song Jinhuan opened her eyes, she saw several unfamiliar faces appear before her. Deep in her memory, her grandfather's face overlapped with that of the old man in the Tang suit.
"Tangyuan, you're finally awake!"
sweet dumpling?
I remember now, because we eat tangyuan (sweet rice balls) during the Lantern Festival, its nickname is tangyuan.
Song Jinhuan wanted to speak, but her throat was terribly dry and hoarse.
Seeing the old man's worry, he struggled to raise his hand, trying to comfort him.
Upon seeing this, Grandpa Yuan quickly reached out and grasped it.
After examining the patient, the doctor said happily, "All vital signs are normal. You can stay in the hospital for two more days of observation. If there are no problems, you can be discharged."
Grandpa Yuan thanked him repeatedly.
Then he made a phone call and asked someone to send some food over.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom on the second floor of Building A-8 in Rose Garden, the man suddenly opened his eyes.
The room was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn.
The sound of dripping water was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Yan Shi's gaze shifted to the IV drip bottle, which was now only half full, and his brow furrowed.
It seems like I had a long dream, but I have no recollection of what happened in it.
But I felt extremely empty inside.
He pinched his brow, his mind a complete blank.
His gaze was unfocused, fixed on a certain spot.
After a long while, footsteps were heard outside the door.
The door was pushed in.
"Mr. Yan has finally woken up?!"
Yan Shi suddenly fell into a coma one month ago, and the hospital examination yielded no results.
So they injected the nutrients the body needed at home.
Dr. Kim, as his family doctor, stayed temporarily in the downstairs guest room during this period.
The man had lost a lot of weight. Hearing the noise, his dark eyes flickered slightly. "What... happened to me?"
His voice was incredibly hoarse, and two of the words he uttered were so soft that they were almost inaudible.
Dr. Jin, with his excellent hearing, quickly explained the situation and suggested, "Mr. Yan would be better off going to the hospital for a check-up."
Yan Shi waved his hand expressionlessly and looked up at Dr. Jin.
Dr. Jin quickly stepped forward, skillfully removed the needle, and then gave some instructions on what to pay attention to.
"What would Mr. Yan like to eat?"
Yan Shi blinked slowly and uttered two words, "Fried egg."
Dr. Jin carefully helped Yan Shi downstairs and went into the kitchen to fry two eggs.
Yan Shi glanced at the chopsticks, then at the two fried eggs on the plate, and his breath hitched.
"I need a knife and fork, and another plate."
Dr. Jin thought he was too weak to use chopsticks.
The knife, fork, and plate were quickly placed beside Yan Shi.
The man habitually picked up a knife and fork, separated the egg white from the yolk of the fried egg, and then put all the egg white into another plate.
After doing all that, he was stunned.
His eyelids drooped slightly as he looked at the remaining egg yolk, his brows furrowing once more.
In fact, he didn't like egg yolks so much that he needed to remove the egg whites.
I always feel like something's missing.
He glanced at Dr. Jin across from him, thought for a moment, and then pushed the egg yolk over.
Perhaps he prefers egg whites.
Dr. Jin: "This"
Yan Shi: "You eat."
Dr. Jin had no choice but to accept the offer, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yan, you're too kind."
After finishing the fried egg, Dr. Jin stayed to observe Yan Shi for a while longer, and only left after confirming that everything was normal.
Yan Shi looked around at everything, which seemed familiar yet strangely unfamiliar.
Too quiet.
The silence made him uneasy and unable to find peace of mind.
In ward 205 of the rehabilitation center, Song Jinhuan drank a bowl of porridge. If her grandfather hadn't stopped her, she would have had at least two bowls.
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