[In a world without you, no matter how warm the sun is, it can’t warm my cold heart. —Xunmi]
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"Xunmi." Luoluo stepped forward and gently held Xunmi in her arms, silently comforting her.
Once upon a time, she also looked down on this young lady, but she didn't expect that she was not stupid, nor was she really useless. She was just protecting herself.
In such a bad environment, without a mother, the only relative doted on an illegitimate daughter.
Her reputation was ruined for no apparent reason, and she couldn't make any true friends. She had always been fighting alone.
Xunmi closed her eyes, without crying or speaking, she was just a little tired.
She wasn't sure if she would collapse if Brother Zixi really couldn't wake up.
A strange world, strange people, a strange self, all alone, finally someone disregards everything and forces his way into the heart that has been lonely for more than twenty years.
But when the happiness was within reach, it was ruthlessly cut across.
"Let's go, let's go in." Xunmi calmed down his thoughts, pushed Luoluo away, opened the door and walked in.
At this moment, she was once again the eldest daughter of the Qin family who was full of pride and character as seen by outsiders.
Many doctors had already gathered in the room, surrounding the electrocardiogram, afraid of missing any data. Even Jiang Ru changed into a white coat and participated in person.
Although she is not a brain expert, she is an authority in surgery.
Tan Zixi's ribs were squeezed into his chest cavity. Although the broken ribs were removed through surgery, there were no major problems with the organs in his chest cavity.
But when he fell, Xiaoche's glasses broke when they hit the carved stone and hit the back of Tan Zixi's head.
Due to inertia, his head hit the ground hard, causing a mild concussion and brain nerve paralysis.
Fortunately, there is no blood clot in the brain, but the nerve paralysis cannot be ignored.
So everything depends on the patient's will. They originally expected Tan Zixi to wake up soon, but obviously, they were wrong.
'Beep, beep, beep...' The ward was so quiet that only the sound of the electrocardiogram and the movement of the needle could be heard. Every beep seemed to strike at everyone's heart.
Xunmi looked at the steadily fluctuating lines on the electrocardiogram with misty eyes, and then looked at the hour hand on the wall that was about to point to seven.
My heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and I couldn't breathe.
'It's seven o'clock in the evening!'
A mechanical chime broke the silence in the room.
"If Mr. Tan still doesn't wake up in half an hour, the situation is not optimistic."
The attending physician, the director of the neurology department, spoke in a serious tone. They had seen such situations many times.
After all, it is the brain that is injured, not any other part of the body, and brain surgery is not that easy and the risks are particularly high.
Jiang Ru's hand holding the thermometer trembled, she staggered two steps, and was supported by the nurse beside her.
Tan Mingyu looked at the lady inside with concern, knowing something was wrong, but he couldn't go forward and could only watch carefully from outside.
It’s not that they didn’t hear what was said, but they were powerless.
Xunmi's brain exploded with a bang, and there was nothing inside, only endless white.
There is no end in sight, and nothing can be contained.
She stood straight, her head held high, her strong spine supporting her slender body, as if no storm could knock her down.
His eyes, clearly black and white, never left that person from beginning to end.
But no one saw her hands hidden at her sides, her nails already dug into her flesh, stained bright red.
Tick-tock, the hour hand keeps turning, and the stagnant air becomes more and more severe.
It was only half an hour, but it seemed so distant, so hazy, and so unknown as if it were a lifetime ago.
There was a soft 'ding!' and a sigh: "Ah, twenty-four hours have passed."
"All the data show that everything is normal. As for why Mr. Tan didn't wake up, the problem is not due to external factors."
The dean carefully analyzed the situation while quickly checking Tan Zixi's head to see if there were any remaining issues.
Several other experts agreed, saying there are only two possible scenarios.
One is that the patient himself does not want to wake up, and the second is that his consciousness is imprisoned and he cannot wake up.
Naturally, both of these have a common method, which is stimulation.
When the stimulation reaches a certain level, there is a fifty percent chance of waking the patient.
After a series of electric shocks, chest compressions and other methods failed to work, everyone tacitly turned their attention to artificial stimulation.
If the patient has someone important to him or her by his or her side, the effect will probably be the best.
Xunmi put on the antibacterial suit without hesitation and pushed the door open and walked in.
Jiang Ru grabbed Xunmi's hand with red eyes, wanting to say something but stopping herself several times, but couldn't help but speak.
"Xiao Xun, I'm leaving Zixi in your care. Please bring him back."
"If even you can't do it, then..." Jiang Ru, who had been smiling calmly, finally cried.
The person lying on the bed was his own child, the flesh that fell from his body after ten months of pregnancy.
She never imagined that her son, who had never encountered any problems in such a dangerous mission before, would now fall into a premeditated car accident.
But she couldn't blame him. The person her son protected was the one he loved the most, and he would even sacrifice his life for her.
Let her blame or hate as much as she wants, but she really is unwilling to accept it.
Now she can only place all her hopes on Xunmi, hoping that her son can wake up for the person he loves.
Xunmi neither nodded nor shook her head, but just pulled out her hand and walked past Jiang Ru.
But when they passed each other, she whispered, "If he doesn't wake up, I will go to accompany him. I will never let him be alone."
Jiang Ru was shocked. The words were spoken softly, but she could hear the determination in them.
Xunmi was not making a promise to her, nor was he answering her, but he was telling her.
If her son didn't wake up, she would go to accompany him. She didn't dare to think about what this "accompany" meant.
He opened his mouth and wanted to call out to Xunmi, but found that the man had already been lying quietly beside his son.
The air was clearly tense and condensed, and the man was lying motionless on the hospital bed, without a sound.
But after the fiery red figure joined in, the whole space became warm.
Even sadness seems unable to enter the world of those two people.
Jiang Ru's eyes were filled with solemnity, and she asked everyone else to leave with an expressionless face.
Finally, after taking a look at the two people snuggling together, he turned and left.
Xunmi put her ear to Tan Zixi's heart, and listened to the faint but steady voice coming one by one with a smile on her lips.
"Brother Zixi, it's great to meet you."
"So, you can't abandon me. What should I do if even you don't want me anymore?"
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