Chapter 772

When Sheng took the elevator to the seventh floor.

"Drop" elevator door opened, the intensive care unit was separated by layers of glass, each ICU is lying in a person, his body is full of tubes, relying on the oxygen bottle to support.

"Hello, miss. Who can I speak to, please?" A nurse with a mask asked Shi Sheng.

"I'm looking for Gu Qingyue."

"Mr. Gu, this way." Shi Sheng followed the nurse closely.

"We need to disinfect before we come here, for fear that the bacteria will infect these patients again, they are too fragile." The nurse said and took out the disinfectant, and handed Shi Sheng a set of sterilized disposable plastic clothes by the way.

When Sheng puts on his clothes, he can see Gu Qingyue immediately. He is a little nervous.

The nurse took Shi Sheng to a door and said, "Mr. Gu is in it. When you go in, try to keep your voice down so as not to affect the patient's rest."

Then the nurse opened the door.

In the ward, Gu Qingyue was wearing an oxygen mask, with a thick needle inserted in his hand, and a bag of red liquid hanging on the infusion rack beside him. The sound of liquid dripping could be heard quietly in the ward.

"Gu Qingyue..." when Sheng gently called the name of Gu Qingyue.

The person on the bed is motionless, board board board whole lie there.

"Gu Qingyue." When Sheng called again.

Still dead silence.

Shi Sheng goes to the bed and looks at the man lying on the bed. Even if his face turns white, it doesn't affect his handsome face.

"You used to look at me and smile, but now you can't even open your eyes." Shi Sheng thought of Gu Qing's eyes, which used to smile like crescent moon, getting redder and redder.

"You used to hold me if I was a little sad, but now you can't even move your fingers." Shi Sheng kneels in front of Gu Qingyue's bed and holds Gu Qingyue's hand. She puts Gu Qingyue's hand to her mouth.

Shisheng's tears "patter patter patter" down, although Shisheng cry again sad, Gu Qingyue or no sign of waking up.

The visit was soon over. The nurse knocked on the door. "Miss, the visit time is over. We have to ensure the patient's rest."

Shisheng nodded and stood up, but his eyes didn't leave Gu Qingyue.

"Gu Qingyue, you must wake up quickly." Shisheng can only pray in his heart.

"By the way, Miss nurse, there is a little boy named Xi Xi. Which ward is he in?"

"Heathy? We don't have a little boy here called Xi Xi. " The nurse shook her head.

"No way. You must have mistaken your memory." Shi Sheng is eager to see his son.

"I might have made a mistake before, but not this time." The nurse was sure, "because now there are no other children in the intensive care unit except a few premature babies."

"No way. Please look at the registration information and check it for me." Shi Sheng was a little worried. "I'm the child's mother. He should have come to this hospital with me two months ago."

"Two months ago, even less." The nurse opened the computer file, which clearly remember all the patient's information.

The nurse asked Shi Sheng to look at it one by one.

Shi Sheng looked at it for the first time, "why not."

Then she looked at it from the beginning again, but it still didn't happen. Shisheng was a little flustered. She went over it several times, but there was no Xixi information or even his name.

Shi Sheng throws down his computer and flies to the nurse station outside his ward to ask again. However, except for the nurse who takes care of himself, everyone has seen Xi Xi, or even heard of him.

Shi Sheng went back to the ward like crazy and pressed the emergency bell. After a while, the nurse who took care of Shi Sheng pushed the door into the room.

"My son." Shi Sheng comes to the point.

"No, I'm still in a coma." The nurse turned her back to Shi Sheng and began to tamper with the useless instruments.

"Don't lie to me, he's not here at all!" Shi Sheng grabs the nurse's wrist, and the sudden pain makes the nurse turn her head to Shi Sheng.

"Tell me, please, where the hell is heathy?" When Sheng eyes suddenly with tears, she begged the nurse, she wants to get the truth.

When the nurse saw Shi Sheng, she didn't want to hide any more. "After finding Gu Qingyue by the river two months ago, she fished three people out of the river. Two of the three people were still breathing weakly. One was you, the other was Gu Qingyue's aunt, and the other was a child..."

The nurse didn't finish saying unexpectedly also red eye socket, when Sheng tightly hold nurse's hand, she is too nervous.

"He was so pitiful. When he was brought up, he was bitten by the fish. He was already... Already..." the nurse sobbed.

"It's too late to breathe." The nurse was distressed at the thought of the child's tragedy.

All of a sudden, the world is blank, and all the sounds seem to be far away from Shisheng.

"Xixi is dead..." this sentence is all over Sheng's mind.

"My son is dead." Shi Sheng sat at the head of the bed, paralyzed. "Only my son died..."

Shi Sheng can't stand the bad news. She just woke up and fainted.

After a few days and nights, Shi Sheng's consciousness began to accept the information from the outside world. She heard the doctor come again and again, and her ECG was measured again and again. Gu Qingyue's mother came too, and she was crying in front of Shi Sheng's bed.

But Shi Sheng doesn't want to take care of them, and doesn't want to open his eyes, "isn't it good to sleep all the time?" In Shi Sheng's subconscious, he refused to recover.

She didn't want to face the world.

"But if she doesn't wake up, she won't be able to confirm whether the child she picked up that day is her son." When Sheng vaguely heard the nurse asking the doctor, "these rely on medicine has no way to treat, is the patient does not want to wake up, can only slowly wait."

"Can I still see heathy?" Their conversation attracted Shi Sheng's attention. She wanted to see Xi Xi for the last time.

Shi Sheng tried hard, but his eyes were as hard as glue, and his limbs couldn't use any strength.

Shi Sheng tried countless times, relying on perseverance, his fingers can finally move.

A few minutes later, Shi Sheng opens his eyes again. Suddenly the light stings his eyes. Shi Sheng subconsciously covers his eyes.

"Well." When Sheng finds that his head is as painful as a crack, he can't help but snort.

When Sheng pressed the next bell, after a while, the nurse came in.

"You wake up at last." The nurse looked at Shisheng happily.

"Well." Shi Sheng didn't have any extra strength. "Can I still see my son?"

"That little boy has been buried for a long time that day. If you want to see it, you can get the photos at that time. By the way, you can identify whether it is your child or not."

"Photos will do." This is the only way for Shisheng to see the last side of Xixi.

The nurse took some photos and warned Shi Sheng, "if you want to see it, you have to learn to stabilize your mood, otherwise your body may not be able to support it."

Shi Sheng nodded slightly and reached out to the nurse for a picture.

In the photo, a little boy is lying on the ground. The river is freezing his face. There are potholes on his face that are gnawed out by fish. Big pieces of skin are turning out, leaking out the bloody meat inside. The rest is a large area of swelling and bruise. He can't tell where his facial features are on one face. Shi Sheng can't believe it's the lively Xi Xi.

His small hands are clenched, and his white and tender hands turn black. His clothes are washed away by the river. Only a thin autumn garment is left on his body. From the photo, we can see the ribs clearly through the thin layer of clothes.

When Sheng finally can not control, "wow" a wail.

Then a woman's sad cry could be heard all over the floor.

Shi Sheng saw the mole on Xi Xi's neck, which was a little like a triangle. Shi Sheng knew that it was Xi Xi.

Day by day, Shisheng has not eaten or drunk for three days.

"Shi Sheng, what should I do if something happens to you again?" Gu's mother came to the hospital to take care of Shi Sheng.

Shi Sheng's eyes are empty, sitting on the bed motionless like a fool, "if you don't get better, mom will spend her whole life in guilt."

Gu's mother wiped her tears and took a bowl of chicken soup out of the incubator. She tried the temperature with a spoon and put it on Shi Sheng's mouth. "Have some, girl."

Suddenly, Sheng goes crazy and pushes away the bowl on his mouth. Gu's mother almost falls down.

"You all go, you don't care about me... You all go... You all go... You all go..." when Sheng curled up in the corner of the bed with his legs, repeated this sentence over and over again, his head buried in his knees and kept shaking.

Seeing this, Gu's mother had to leave.

"If she goes on like this, we may need to sedate her." The doctor told Gu, "she's in a very unstable mood, and she needs more care during this period of time to avoid doing things that hurt her."

"Well, doctor, I will accompany her every day during this period of time, and find the best psychologist for her by the way." Gu's mother sighed.

In the ward, Shi Sheng suddenly grabs the quilt to cover himself and covers himself tightly, even his head inside.

"I want Xixi, I want Xixi..." Shisheng in the quilt bit his thumb, and the blood was left on the snow-white sheet along the nail seam.

The sudden smell of blood makes Shi Sheng a little sober. She looks at the broken finger she bit, and the blood comes out unstoppably.

"It's said that my fingers are linked to my heart. Why don't I feel any pain at all." Shi Sheng's heart is empty. Since seeing Xi Xi's photo that day, Shi Sheng has no heart to ache.