Yucheng, the first municipal hospital.
As winter approaches, the autumn in the south is not as desolate as that in the north, and the leaves on the treetops are still green.
Zhao Si got out of the taxi. This hospital in a small city was pitifully small, and the parking lot was just an open space between the inpatient building and the clinic.
He rubbed his hands, trying to dispel the cold. Entering the hospital building still made him shiver with cold. The lack of heating in the south was what he was most uncomfortable with. Although it was not as cold as in the north that could freeze people to death, the cold and humid environment made people feel like they were soaking in water.
This may be what is called a magical attack.
"Xiao Si, Xiao Si, this way, this way."
A middle-aged man waved at him. His skin was dark and rough, and the wrinkles on his features were as numerous as the gullies on the Loess Plateau. His clothes were patched and had traces of cement from the construction site, and his expression was filled with a hint of timidity.
This man is Li Xingguo, a migrant worker that can be seen everywhere and also his junior high school class teacher.
His son's name is Li Yi. He was hit by an electric bike ten years ago. Since it was an illegally modified electric bike and was going very fast, it turned Li Yi into a vegetable. The rider was even worse off than him and died directly.
Li Yi's mother quit her job at the sugar factory to take care of him and went to a coastal city to work three jobs. Later, she was injured and had to work on a sewing machine to make collars for people. Li Xingguo, a 50-year-old rural teacher, went to a cement factory. In order to earn more money, he got pneumoconiosis and didn't go to the doctor. He just endured it. A good family was ruined.
Perhaps it was God's will that helps those who work hard. Ten years later, Li Yi miraculously woke up. The only flaw was that he was mentally ill. It might be because he had been asleep for too long, or because he couldn't accept that ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.
Li Yi had very good grades back then and had a hope of being admitted to Imperial University, but this incident ruined his entire life.
He was Li Yi's childhood playmate and is now a psychologist. When he heard that Li Yi had mental problems, he rushed back from another place without stopping.
"Uncle, how is Brother Yi doing?"
"It's much better now, much better now," Li Xingguo said with a smile that made his wrinkles even deeper. "Although he still can't urinate or defecate by himself, at least he can eat what's put in front of him."
"Let's go up and check on Brother Yi's condition first."
"Okay, okay."
Ward 304.
Zhao Si knocked on the door and entered. There were three beds in the room, two of which were empty. Li Yi was lying on the bed by the window. He looked out the window with dull eyes. The breeze lifted his hair, and there was an indescribable desolation on his skinny face.
A nurse was doing routine checks, which were nothing more than taking body temperature, checking oxygen supply and so on. Small hospitals didn't have so many requirements, and Li Yi's family couldn't afford to stay in a big hospital.
Li Xingguo routinely asks: "Nurse, how is my Li Yi? Is there any problem?"
"No problem..." The nurse took a closer look at the handsome and tall Zhao Si in a suit and tie, then she unconsciously put away her contemptuous attitude and replied with a smile: "He is in very good health, clean and tidy, without any skin disease, and his muscle atrophy is not serious. He doesn't look like a person who has been bedridden for many years. It can be seen that he is well taken care of."
In front of an outstanding person of the opposite sex, both men and women will subconsciously pay attention to their image. Zhao Si is obviously an outstanding person of the opposite sex. He is handsome and tall in a suit and tie, and looks like a social elite. He may also be an insurance salesman.
However, considering the appearance, the nurse prefers the former.
Zhao Si took a look at his childhood friend. He was indeed neat and tidy, not like a vegetable who had been sleeping for ten years.
After chatting for a while, the nurse left the ward.
Zhao Si went forward to check on Li Yi's condition. His physical condition was as bad as that of a person who had been bedridden for many years, but there was not much odor. His eyes were dull and out of focus, and it was obvious that his consciousness had not yet recovered.
His mouth opened and closed as if he was muttering something.
"Reach the utmost emptiness, maintain the deepest stillness..."
It was a very unfamiliar tone, something he had never heard before. Zhao Si didn't pay much attention to it and just treated it as the patient's unconscious nonsense.
In the words of my grandfather, if the soul is lost, it must be called back. If the hospital had not prohibited the calling back of souls, Uncle Li might have already hired someone to do it, and it would have been a huge expense. Just like the various magical medicines and health products that were deceived into buying in order to wake Li Yi up.
Zhao Si truly felt the ignorance of human beings. Even though science and technology are so advanced today, feudal superstition still exists. Just as the government is tirelessly cracking down on fraud and science popularization fraud, there are still people who will be deceived by the clumsy tricks.
Too much concern will cause confusion.
I put my palm in front of Li Yi's eyes and waved it, but his pupils didn't react. I shook his body but it didn't react. I gently pushed him down but he didn't straighten his body. I pinched his philtrum with my fingertips and his body trembled slightly, but not much.
Zhao Si thought to himself that he might be suffering from thinking disorder, intellectual disability, or will disorder.
"How's Xiao Si?"
From the beginning, Father Li had been paying attention to Zhao Si's expression. His mood changed along with the other person's expression, and his heart was lifted when he saw the frown.
Zhao Siwei said truthfully: "At present, it seems that Brother Yi's mental state is not bad. I dare not guarantee the specific situation. I have to go for relevant examinations to know. But uncle, you have to be mentally prepared. This may be a protracted battle. There is currently no effective treatment for mental illness."
Vegetative state rehabilitation is an extremely long process, especially for a vegetative state patient who has been sleeping for 10 years. Being able to respond to external stimuli is already a great progress. However, no one dares to guarantee whether the patient can recover. At present, medical technology in the field of brain-related fields is at a very primitive stage, and the mental aspect is even more blind.
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