Chapter 93
Pei Yanhe woke up half an hour before Shen Yizhi finished solving the problem.
When he first woke up, he felt as if his whole body was filled with lead, and there were sharp nails stuck in his bones, firmly fixed to the bed.
If I move sideways a little, my whole body will feel a tearing pain.
He opened his eyelids and saw the dead white ceiling of the hospital and the incessant ticking sound of machinery in his ears.
The smell of disinfectant that filled my nasal cavity was pungent.
There seemed to be someone standing beside the bed.
The first person to discover that he had woken up was Mr. Pei, who happened to be visiting.
He immediately pressed the emergency bell, then tried to touch his cheek with trembling hands, but was forced to retract the ventilator on his face.
"You little bastard, you finally woke up!"
Pei Yanhe frowned, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, only to find that his throat was too hoarse and he couldn't utter a word.
Dry and astringent.
Mr. Pei noticed his movements and leaned over to ask, "What do you want to say?"
Pei Yanhe almost spoke in a breath, very slowly, as if he was completely exhausted but still determined to climb up, and said three words extremely weakly.
"Chen, Yi, Zhi..."
Old Master Pei stood up and explained, "Zhizhi is busy dealing with something and is not in the hospital right now. She's fine, don't worry."
Pei Yanhe's eyes, which had not yet fully focused, stared at him intently, as if he didn't believe it.
Mr. Pei was furious. "Can grandpa really lie to you?"
Pei Yanhe blinked and responded to his words affirmatively.
Mr. Pei gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll have someone call Zhizhi over for you right now!"
You little rascal, you go looking for Zhizhi as soon as you wake up.
What a virtue.
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When I heard Shang Kuoheng's words.
Shen Yizhi stood there in a daze for half a minute, his mind blank.
After she came to her senses, she called the driver and rushed all the way from the He family's old house to the hospital.
There had never been a moment when she wanted to see Pei Yanhe so badly.
I no longer had the heart to appreciate the scenery passing by outside the car window.
The car just stopped in front of the hospital.
Shen Yizhi had already opened the car door and rushed to the hospital.
The door of the intensive care unit was already filled with two families.
Mr. Pei found Shen Yizhi's figure, "Zhizhi, you are here. Is the matter resolved?"
Shen Yizhi stepped forward and took two breaths, “It’s solved.”
She hurriedly asked, "Where's Pei Yanhe? How is he?"
Mr. Pei said, "He just woke up once, but now he's too weak to fall asleep again."
People from the Pei family were standing in front of the door, and there were also many from the Shen family.
Old Master Pei shouted at them, "That's enough. You can't see him standing here. I think you should go back early. It won't be too late to come back after he is transferred to the general ward."
After hearing his words, the two groups of people left reluctantly.
Before leaving, Tan Huiya asked Shen Yizhi whether she was leaving or not. Shen Yizhi shook her head slightly, indicating that she should be left alone.
When the crowd in front of the door was completely cleared, only Mr. Pei and Shen Yizhi were left.
Mr. Pei patted her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Go in."
Shen Yizhi was stunned for two seconds, "Aren't you not allowed to go in?"
"That's a lie." Grandpa Pei said, "Although he's asleep now and may not be able to speak, Grandpa knows you want to see him."
"Go take a look."
Shen Yizhi was silent for a while, "Okay."
Entering the intensive care unit.
The man on the hospital bed had his eyes lightly closed and the ventilator was removed, revealing his sharp yet sickly facial features. His complexion had recovered a lot, but he still looked fragile.
Shen Yizhi stood beside his bed, saying nothing and doing nothing, just looking at him quietly like a stick.
His eyes traced his body covered with scars of varying sizes.
After a long time, a voice as soft as a mosquito's whisper drifted out of the room, like a person talking to himself.
"It's a good thing you woke up."
It is so light and shallow that it seems like it will disappear with a breeze.
It seemed to disappear in the silent intensive care unit.
It was already late, and Shen Yizhi was afraid of disturbing his rest, so she turned around and prepared to leave the ward.
Suddenly, a hard object was stuffed into the palm of my hand.
And the warm touch of holding her tightly.
"Are you going to leave without saying a word?"
A hoarse sound like gravel rolling over was heard behind him.
Chen Yizhi's eyes suddenly turned red, and when she turned her head again, tears were already rolling down her cheeks.
She had no intention of wiping it, and with a heavy nasal tone, she complained: "What else can I say when you are asleep?"
Pei Yanhe was speechless for a moment and just looked at her quietly.
During the time he was in a coma, he had a very long dream in which everyone abandoned him.
He was the only one left.
Even she doesn't want him anymore.
He was the only one in the world, walking a long and lonely road, a road with no end in sight.
Thinking about it now, that dream was really ridiculous.
Pei Yanhe wanted to reach out and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but his body was so scarred that even the simple action of raising his hand was difficult.
He could only hold her hand and gently pinch her fingertips, with a relaxed smile on his lips, "Why are you crying?"
He was so badly injured, yet he could still smile.
Shen Yizhi sat on the accompanying chair and pretended to be angry and said, "Don't laugh, what if you pull the wound?"
Mentioning this, Pei Yanhe suddenly frowned and hissed softly.
Shen Yizhi immediately stepped forward and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?!"
She bent her waist and the distance between them shortened.
Pei Yanhe raised his head slightly and touched her lips accurately.
"No need, I've been cured by Doctor Shen." He smiled, looking extremely out of place.
“…”
After realizing what was happening, Shen Yizhi was both angry and annoyed. He wanted to hit him but was hindered by his injuries, so he could only puff out his cheeks and speak.
"If you make such a joke again next time, I won't come to see you tomorrow!"
Pei Yanhe said leisurely: "Doctor Shen is so cruel?"
"You just ignore your own patients?"
Doctor Shen's calls came out so smoothly over and over again.
Shen Yizhi didn't bother to correct him.
Pei Yanhe's eyes suddenly fell on her right hand, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice sank, "Is your hand injured?"
Shen Yizhi's hand under the gauze moved subconsciously, "Compared to your injury, mine is considered light."
“Who wants to compete with you?”
Pei Yanhe raised his eyelids, an expression of indifference floating on his cold and pale face.
He asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Does it hurt?"
"Does it hurt?" Shen Yizhi didn't answer, but asked him a question instead.
Like a flood that had been released, waves of people poured out.
"Did it hurt when you were pinned under the car?"
"Does it hurt when a bone breaks?"
"When the fire started nearby...did it hurt?"
She spoke softly, and each word was like boiling water falling into Pei Yanhe's ears.
silence.
Simultaneous silence.
No one spoke, just staring into each other's eyes.
Pei Yanhe looked at her and slowly uttered a muffled sound from his throat: "Not bad."
His tone was light and he said two more words: "It doesn't hurt."
Shen Yizhi lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Then I don't feel any pain."
Their hands were still clasped together, with a small seal-sized object between their palms, and a bright red rope hanging outside.
It is a safety lock made by Shen Yizhi.
She lowered her eyes and happened to see it.
Pei Yanhe seemed to have just remembered that there was something in his hand, "When did you give it to me?"
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