Chapter 94 Bodhi Bracelet
"Cheng Yu?"
Shi Hexun looked at Shi Chengyu who was sitting on the bench, and called him with hesitation, not daring to believe that the person in front of him was Shi Chengyu.
It turns out that turning hair white overnight is not an exaggerated legend.
Shi Chengyu turned his head slightly, "...Dad?"
"Chengyu, you, you..." Shi Hexun's eyes instantly turned red and his voice choked with sobs.
Shi Chengyu shook his head calmly, "Dad, I'm fine."
"sorry."
Ever since Shen Chutang's accident, he had forgotten about everything else. Shi Hexun, who was originally at retirement age, returned to Shi's to handle the company's affairs.
Shi Hexun's voice was a little angry, "I'm your father, why are you sorry to me?"
"Luckily your mom didn't come, otherwise she would have cried if she saw you like this."
But in fact, Shiga Shun's eyes were already wet.
Shi Chengyu said sorry again, then lowered his head and stared at the water marks on the ground in a daze.
"Chengyu, don't worry about the company's affairs." Shi Hexun sat next to him and gently reminded him, "But no matter what, you can't let yourself get into this situation."
Shi Chengyu nodded silently, but in his mind was the image of Shen Chutang lying on the hospital bed.
Shi Hexun: "Don't blame yourself too much about Tangtang. No matter what, life still has to go on. Your grandfather is still waiting for you to come back."
After he finished speaking, Shi Chengyu suddenly stood up, knelt down in front of him, and kowtowed three times, "Dad, I'm sorry."
"What do you mean?"
"It's my fault for being unfilial."
"When Tangtang wakes up, I'll go back with her."
"What if Tangtang can't wake up?"
Shi Chengyu didn't say anything, his eyes darkened, but revealed a certain determination.
Shiga Shun understood better than anyone what that look meant, and no one could change the decision he made.
Maybe he will come to his senses after a while, maybe he will be able to accept reality after a while. Shi Hexun was shocked, and he stopped trying to persuade him. He helped him up and said, "Get up."
"Chengyu, I can help you for a while, but I can't help you for the rest of your life."
Shi Chengyu frowned subconsciously. He didn't like it when anyone spoke in a tone that confirmed that Shen Chutang would never wake up again.
He will wait. It doesn’t matter if Tangtang doesn’t wait for him. He will always wait for her.
He thought so and did so.
Half a year after Shen Chutang's accident, everyone's life returned to normal, except Shi Chengyu.
Shen Gengli bought an apartment near the hospital and moved here with Chen Musheng. Shen Yanheng could not go abroad frequently due to work, so he came to visit once every two months, while Shen Sichen came every week. Shen Sujing flew all over the world for work at Jiman, but he would come whenever he was free.
Only Shi Chengyu spent all his time doing one thing: accompanying Shen Chutang. The fifteen-minute visit once a week became his motivation to persevere.
When the first winter snow fell in Beijing, news came from the country that Daidai had passed away.
He recalled discussing with Shen Chutang what to do when Daidai passed away, and he also remembered comforting her that separation between life and death was a normal thing. But now that he was facing these things, no words could comfort him.
It was not his visiting time that day, so he stood at the door for a long time, apologizing and praying in his heart.
Because Shen Chutang was physically weak, many surgeries were performed separately. In a whole year, Shen Chutang underwent more than a dozen surgeries of varying sizes. After each operation, he had to stay in the intensive care unit for ten days to half a month without any visitors. He had his skull opened, bones set, and nails removed from his legs. Regular visiting hours were also disrupted.
Therefore, Shi Chengyu could not see her every week. He would often wait outside the door, like a body without a soul. Sometimes he was so weak that he fainted and had to be given nutrient solution. He would eat something when he woke up and then sit quietly at the door of the ward. No one knew what he was thinking, but everyone knew what he was thinking.
It was an unusual summer. Shi Chengyu did not celebrate his birthday this year. On Shen Chutang's birthday, it happened to be her last craniotomy. Shen Sichen happened to come from the mainland, and the two of them waited outside the operating room together. Every time Shen Chutang entered the operating room, Shi Chengyu became particularly nervous and uneasy, fearing that he would receive bad news. However, there was no worse news than now.
It was a holiday that they should have been celebrating, but now the two of them were waiting anxiously outside the door, and Shi Chengyu was more afraid than anyone else.
"You are in a high position. Even if you do nothing, there will be people who will dislike you." Shen Sichen took the initiative to break the somewhat oppressive atmosphere. Regardless of whether he listened or not, he said to himself, "Either don't let others know that you have a weakness, or have enough ability to protect her."
"Tangtang is actually very lucky."
On the day of the accident, an ambulance happened to pass by, and it was very close to the Shen family’s hospital, so the rescue was very timely. The doctor said at the time that if it was even five minutes later, the person would have died.
Shen Sichen didn't say these words because he was afraid that Shi Chengyu couldn't bear it, even though he appeared very strong during this period and didn't shed tears.
"Tangtang will definitely make it through this."
Shi Chengyu hummed lightly, his eyes fixed on the operating room's sign.
Ten hours later, the red light finally went out. There was no bad news, but there was no good news either. The operation was successful, but the patient still showed no signs of waking up.
The doctor said that it is very likely that I will be in this condition for the rest of my life.
Shen Sichen subconsciously looked at Shi Chengyu, not knowing whether he didn't hear it or heard it but didn't take it to heart. His expression remained the same, but with a hint of anxiety. He watched from the small window of the operating room as Shen Chutang was transferred to the intensive care unit.
After one month in the intensive care unit, all of Shen Chutang's vital signs became stable and he was transferred to a general ward.
Being able to see Shen Chutang every day, Shi Chengyu felt a little more popular. He put a blanket on the sofa in the living room of the ward and slept there every night.
During the day, he would talk to Shen Chutang beside the bed, follow the doctor when he came to check, and learn when the nurse came to massage Shen Chutang. In less than two months, he had written a thick notebook and learned all the massage techniques, but he didn't dare to try.
Most of the time, he would lie on the bed, holding Shen Chutang's hand in his palm, and then gently patting her arm again and again. Otherwise, he would polish the bodhi seeds, thirty-six of them, and he spent two months polishing them one by one, and then stringing them into a string.
The day of completion was the first time he returned to China after Shen Chutang's accident, and he went to Xiangshan Temple to pray for Shen Chutang.
Because of his arrival, Xiangshan Temple was closed for one day and only received him as a guest.
Shi Chengyu took two strings of Bodhi bracelets to the senior monks in the temple to consecrate them. He clasped his hands together, bowed devoutly, and handed the bracelets over.
Elder Xuanhui took it and asked doubtfully, "Did you wear the wrong bracelet?"
Originally, both strings should have 18 beads, but now one string has one more bead and the other has one less. There has always been a legend in Xiangshan Temple that wearing one more bead means that people can avoid disasters and endure difficulties.
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