After lunch, Song Chen pushed the motorcycle out.
Although Lin Lu woke up, he was like a high-level paraplegic and could only sit and wait for others to help him.
Song Chen is the type who looks thin when dressed but has muscles when undressed. The muscles in his arms, which cannot be covered by short sleeves, are very tight and feel hard to the touch.
The last time Lin Lu had skin contact with him was three days after they got married.
The two newlyweds, who were ignorant of the world and had poisonous mouths, did not let each other go, especially on their wedding night, which was so fierce.
Later, one returned to the team and the other started school. The arrival of the child also marked the end of the life of eating meat and fighting.
For some reason, Lin Lu's ears started to ignite as he thought of all those messy things.
She put her arm around his shoulders and mumbled, "Thank you."
Song Chen ignored this awkward person.
He picked her up steadily and walked down dozens of stairs without even taking a breath.
He placed Lin Lu on the back of the motorcycle and put an extremely ugly red helmet on her.
Lin Lu was extremely disgusted, but could only complain in his heart.
"Are we really living in town?"
Lin Lu looked at the surrounding scenery. It didn't look like the small village where they lived, but it had a familiar feel of a small town.
"Um."
"You're...quite...rich now."
"No."
Lin Lu: Why are you pretending? I’m not borrowing money from you.
The two of them were chatting casually when an older woman came over from next door and greeted them enthusiastically: "Hey, Xiao Song, where are you going?"
Song Chen: "Aunt Chun, let's go to the hospital."
"Who is sick?" Lin Lu was thin and sat in the back seat of the car. His figure was completely blocked by Song Chen. When Aunt Chun heard his words, she noticed that there was someone sitting behind him.
"Who is that behind you?"
His playful eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, thinking that Song Chen was starting a second spring.
Song Chen said bluntly: "My wife, Lin Lu."
"Your wife...she is not..."
Song Chen's business is doing very well. He used to be a soldier. Many people in the town know him, and most of them know that he has been married for many years.
My daughter-in-law is the only person in the town who has been admitted to Kyoto University in all these years.
However, I heard a few years ago that his wife seemed to be ill and had been lying in bed for five or six years.
Anyway, that disease is like being a living dead person. Apart from breathing, you can't do anything else.
Song Chen was a successful and handsome man, but he had such a wife. Everyone felt sorry for him behind his back.
It’s not that no one is secretly trying to introduce him to capable women.
Who knew that this guy was like he had been drugged, he only cared about his undead wife and didn't even look at anyone else.
Song Chen remained indifferent, but his words were gentle: "She just woke up today. I'll take her to the hospital for a checkup."
Lin Lu couldn't stand the naked scrutiny of the aunt in front of him, so he coughed lightly and greeted her awkwardly, "Hello, auntie."
Aunt Chun: "Hey, it's good that you woke up, it's good that you woke up. Did you know that your Xiao Song has been waiting for you for several years?"
Because of this incident, Song Chen's reputation in the town rose step by step.
Although I may think he is a little silly, which woman doesn't want a man like this?
Being rich, capable, and affectionate, and never abandoning your sick lover, it takes many lifetimes to accumulate such a blessing.
Lin Lu was just wondering how to respond when she saw Li Xianglian coming out of the door. She called out, "Mom, come quickly. We've been waiting for you."
"Hey, here I am." Li Xianglian, in high spirits, arrived and happily sat in the back seat. "Sister Chun, what are you going to do?"
"Going shopping." She smiled and replied, jokingly saying to Li Xianglian, "You look younger to me."
Li Xianglian touched her face and waved her hand. "Hey, what are you talking about? I'm already this old, how can I be young?"
However, there are a lot more white hair and wrinkles.
Aunt Chun said sincerely, "You are still young. Now that your daughter has woken up, your good days are ahead."
Li Xianglian's eyes curved with laughter, and the wrinkles on her face were exposed. "Okay, come to my house when you have time. We're leaving first."
"Go ahead."
......
Lin Lu discovered that there were many more buildings in the town, and there were many small vendors selling things on the street. The town in his memory had undergone many changes.
The roads in the town hadn't been paved yet, so there were inevitably some potholes. This was Lin Lu's first time riding a motorcycle, and his butt was shaking badly.
Li Xianglian: "Lulu, hold on to Xiaochen tightly, don't let him fall."
It was impossible to hug him, so Lin Lu chose to hold his clothes. Besides, her mother was sitting behind her, so she was not worried about being thrown off.
Fortunately, the hospital in town is not far away and can be reached in ten minutes by motorcycle.
It was Song Chen who carried her to see a doctor.
When Lin Lu brought her here from Kyoto, she stayed in the hospital here for a few months. After her condition stabilized, she was taken home for recuperation.
There were not many patients at this time. After registering, Song Chen carried her directly to see the previous attending physician.
Zhao Quande was also surprised for a long time when he saw Lin Lu awake.
He had never seen a vegetative patient recover.
A medical miracle!
"When did you wake up?"
Li Xianglian: "Probably after eleven this morning."
Lin Lu nodded.
Doctor Zhao first gave Lin Lu a simple examination and found that her brain had recovered well, her thoughts were clear, and her speech was logical. He then used professional equipment to perform a full-body examination on her.
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