When Huo Jiangliu woke up, he found himself lying in a hospital bed, his mind still replaying the scene of being hit by a car and flying through the air.
He looked around at the blinding white light. He pulled back the covers and saw that his legs were tightly wrapped in gauze. He remembered that when he went to the toilet, he found that his legs had lost all feeling. His expression changed for a moment. After all, he was still a teenager and began to panic. He couldn't muster any strength in his legs, and no matter how hard he tried, they wouldn't respond.
Suddenly, there was a noise outside the ward, and footsteps could be heard. Huo Jiangliu lay down on the bed, pulled up the blanket, and pretended to be asleep.
It was the voices of my mother and father at the door.
Mrs. Huo: "Is his leg really incurable?"
Mr. Huo: "It seems there is no hope of him standing up now. I don't know if he will have any hope of recovery after surgery."
Huo's mother: "He's so young."
Huo's mother burst into tears.
Mr. Huo: "Things will definitely get better."
Mother Huo: "Our Liu'er is the strongest."
Father Huo: "Let's go in and see Liu'er."
Huo Jiangliu's hands were clenched tightly under the covers. He closed his eyes and felt someone come to his bedside and pull the covers up for him.
It was her mother; her eyes were warm yet filled with worry.
Mr. Huo: "Let's go, I'll find him the best doctor."
After Huo's parents left the room, Huo Jiangliu opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face and soaking his pillow.
For many days in a row, doctors came into the room one after another, but the final conclusion was always the same: he would never be able to stand up again.
Huo Jiangliu had hope time and time again, only to have it shattered time and time again. He would never be able to stand up again in this lifetime.
Mother Huo: "Liu'er, you're awake?"
Huo Jiangliu: "Mom."
Mother Huo: "Liu'er, don't worry, your leg will get better."
Huo Jiangliu nodded, but he knew in his heart that it was impossible.
Huo's mother began researching food and prepared it every day to bring to the hospital, but Huo Jiangliu had no appetite.
Being disabled in both legs meant he needed to be carried to the toilet. He got a wheelchair and tried to go by himself, using the strength of his arms to move himself from the bed to the wheelchair. At first, he fell several times. He fell to the ground many times and could only get up.
Huo Jiangliu's self-esteem gradually crumbled, so in order to reduce the number of times he needed to go to the toilet, he lay in bed and stopped eating and drinking.
Huo's mother: "I'll find you a caregiver."
Huo Jiangliu: "No."
Huo's mother still found a male caregiver for Huo Jiangliu because it was somewhat inconvenient for her to take care of him.
Mrs. Huo: "The new caregiver is called Xiao Li."
Xiao Li: "Young Master, you can call me if you need anything."
Huo Jiangliu: "Get out."
Xiao Li: "Young Master".
Huo Jiangliu's voice was low and deep: "I'm telling you to get out."
Xiao Li: "Okay."
On the fifth day after waking up, Qi Yang went to the hospital to see Huo Jiangliu.
The once spirited young man now lies in bed, devoid of fighting spirit.
Qi Yang: "Brother Huo, I bought some fruit. You'll definitely get better."
Huo Jiangliu: "You can leave now. Don't come back again."
Qi Yang: "Brother Huo!"
Huo Jiangliu ignored him, and Qi Yang left after sitting for a while.
Xiao Li: "Young Master, dinner is ready."
Huo Jiangliu: "I won't eat it."
Xiao Li: "Madam, the young master never eats."
When Huo's mother arrived, Huo Jiangliu was in a stalemate with his meal.
Huo's mother said with heartache, "Liu'er, you must eat something."
Huo Jiangliu's lips were chapped and his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't utter a word. He turned his head away without speaking.
Qi Yang came again the next day. He didn't do anything but chat with Huo Jiangliu.
But most of the time, Qi Yang was the one talking and Huo Jiangliu was the one listening.
Qi Yang also helped persuade Huo Jiangliu to eat.
Qi Yang: "Brother Huo, have some food. You can't go without eating."
"Brother Huo, this smells amazing."
"Brother Huo, have something to eat."
Huo Jiangliu, finally annoyed by Qi Yang, opened his mouth and ate a few bites.
After that, Qi Yang came more and more frequently, and each time he forced Huo Jiangliu to have some food.
Huo Jiangliu's will to live was gradually diminishing.
One day, Huo Jiangliu finally overturned the rice in his hand, scattering it all over the ground.
Huo Jiangliu: "Get out, I won't eat."
Qi Yang: "Brother Huo".
Huo Jiangliu: "Don't come again, don't come to Qiyang again."
With tears in his eyes, Qi Yang said, "Okay, Brother Huo, I won't come. You eat well."
Huo Jiangliu said to his mother, who had just walked in, "Mom, I want to go home."
Mother Huo: "Okay, I'll take you back now."
A week later, Huo Jiangliu returned home. He was in a wheelchair and kept his bedroom door closed all day. No one knew what he was doing inside. No one except his parents was allowed to enter the room.
Mrs. Huo: "Aunt Zhou, take the food up to the young master."
Aunt Zhou: "Young Master has finished his meal. I've put it on the table for you."
Huo Jiangliu did not respond.
When Huo's mother went upstairs to check on Huo Jiangliu after dinner, he still hadn't eaten.
Huo Jiangliu grew thinner and thinner day by day.
Huo's mother felt very sorry for him: "Liu'er, please eat something, I beg you."
Huo Jiangliu's eyes remained indifferent, showing no emotion.
Huo's mother was furious: "Huo Jiangliu, so what if you can't walk? Why do this to yourself? Look at yourself. Some people who have lost all four limbs live better than you."
Huo Jiangliu smiled and said, "Mom, you're right."
Huo Jiangliu was still unwilling to face the fact that he could not walk. His memory began to fade, and he seemed to have forgotten how he became disabled.
Mrs. Huo began to feel increasingly panicked. She and Mr. Huo gradually realized that Huo Jiangliu no longer wanted to live.
Qi Yang came several more times, but he was unable to enter Huo Jiangliu's room.
Qi Yang simply sat down on the floor outside Huo Jiangliu's room.
"Brother Huo is going to be a senior in high school soon, are you really not planning to go to school?"
"My grades have improved a bit, much better than before. Get well soon, we still want to go to university together."
"So what if you're in a wheelchair? It's no big deal."
"Brother Huo, I really want to go to university with you."
Mother Huo brought up the dinner: "Xiao Yang, try to persuade your brother Huo to eat something. He won't eat anything these days."
This was the first time Qi Yang had entered Huo Jiangliu's room since the hospital incident. The room was very dark, and Huo Jiangliu was sitting by the window.
Qi Yang was shocked to see Huo Jiangliu's appearance.
His brother Huo was thin, so thin he was just skin and bones. He sat in a wheelchair, motionless with his head down. Qi Yang felt a strange sense of fear: "Brother Huo..."
Huo Jiangliu smiled when he heard someone calling his name: "Qi Yang, you're here?"
Qi Yang walked up to Huo Jiangliu and said, "Brother Huo, get well soon."
Huo Jiangliu: "Useless Qi Yang, I feel like I'm about to die."
Qi Yang: "No, Brother Huo, you'll get better."
Huo Jiangliu looked into the distance, his voice hoarse from not speaking for so long: "If I die, please take care of my parents for me."
Qi Yang: "Brother Huo..."
Huo Jiangliu: "Please."
Qi Yang secretly wiped away a tear: "Okay."
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