Chapter 21

I'm not dead. I wake up.

I have all kinds of tubes and some medical instruments beside me. I'm in a ward.

"Wake up, really wake up!" In a trance, I heard a surprise cry, "call Mr. Fang quickly, quickly!"

I gradually recovered from the state of ignorance. I watched a group of medical staff busy with all kinds of work, such as blood pressure measurement. I was busy for nearly half an hour before I stopped.

When the ward calmed down, I tried to sit up, but I found I couldn't move at all, and then I couldn't feel my legs.

In my mind, I came up with the word amputation. I screamed out in horror. I tried my best to lift the corner of the quilt and look down, regardless of the needle still in my hand.

It's OK. I just don't feel my legs. As long as it's still there, it's not cut off.

I began to think back to the past. I drove the car to 180 yards on the viaduct and asked Fang zhe why he wanted to kill my mother. Then there was an accident. The car flew off the bridge and finally seemed to fall into the water. I don't remember what happened later.

I tried several more times to make sure that I could barely move my upper body and could not move my lower body at all.

At this time, someone opened the door and came in. It was Fang Zhe.

He rushed over, staring at my face, emotional, "you really wake up, great!"

Then I reached out to touch my face. I opened his hand and stared at him with hatred. I thought that he and I were in the same car. How could he have nothing to do with my injury?

"Just wake up, just wake up." He totally ignored my hostility and gently stroked my face.

"Heaven doesn't open its eyes. It didn't let you die." I hate voice said, think of my mother, my tears came out again.

"Don't think too much about it. Take good care of yourself." He whispered comfort.

"You killed my mother, but you told me not to think too much? Fang Zhe, why do you want to kill my mother? Why? " I cried and asked.

Fang zhe sighed, "Suya, don't get excited. It's not good for your recovery. I'll explain those things to you later."

"Go away, I don't want to see you, you murderer. What's our mother and daughter's revenge on you? Let you kill my mother! You devil

I hit again and again, he frowned, "OK, OK, I won't let you see me, I just go out, you are good to keep."

When he finished, he really went out, and soon a nurse came in and changed the medicine for me.

Seeing my tears streaming down my face, the nurse gently comforted me, "it's good to wake up. Why do you want to cry? As long as you wake up, you can recover slowly. Although your leg can't move for the time being, the doctor said that it's not impossible to recover. As long as you cooperate with treatment and training, it's still possible to stand up. Now the most important thing is optimistic spirit and mentality. I've been in this hospital since I started working. I always hope you can wake up. I'm very happy when you finally wake up. Why are you so sad? "

I held back my tears and whispered thank you. Then a question suddenly occurred to me, "how long have you been working in this hospital?"

The little nurse tilted her head and thought, "I came here at the end of December last year. Now it's just past the national day. That's 11 months. It's a little more than 10 months."

I was shocked. "You mean, I've been in a coma for almost a year?"

"It should be nearly a year, so it's not easy for you to wake up. You should be happy. " Said the little nurse.

The little nurse liked to talk very much. Before I said anything, she continued, "I heard that you lived with Mr. Fang. After two months, Mr. Fang recovered and left the hospital. Although he was discharged from the hospital, he came to see you almost every day. Even if he was away on business, he would call to ask about the situation every day. Now that you wake up, Mr. Fang must be very happy. "

Fang zhe really pretends that he killed my mother, but pretends to care about me in front of everyone. Does he think that he can get rid of his sin?

"All the staff in our hospital envy you for having such a good boyfriend. Mr. Fang is really different in loyalty. If other men and girlfriends were in a coma, they would have gone to find another lover. Mr. Fang is so handsome, there must be many girls chasing her..."

The little nurse may also feel that she talks too much, and some of her words go beyond the boundary. She quickly stops and lets me have a good rest. She goes to work.

Later, Fang zhe came back. I asked him to go out and said that I didn't want to see him. Seeing that I was emotional, he sighed and said that he would not show up first and let me take good care of myself.

In the next few days, he really didn't show up. A month later, my little nurse told me that I could be discharged.

I said that although I felt something in my leg, I still didn't have any strength. I'm going to leave the hospital now. Does Fang zhe mean that?

The little nurse said that it wasn't Fang Zhe's meaning, but it was decided by the doctors after consultation. After discharge, the drug treatment will not stop, but I need to strengthen some restorative training. In addition, I need to use some traditional Chinese medicine methods to assist treatment, and combine various methods, so I can expect to recover.Fang zhe went through the discharge procedure. I sadly found that even if I hated Fang zhe any more, I wanted to draw a clear line with him, but now I can only rely on him, because I have no one in charge of me in this world except him.

According to little nurse Ye Qing, the sum of my treatment and hospitalization expenses in this year is as high as more than one million yuan, because I live in the best hospital and use the best drugs. When I was in a coma, Fang zhe also invited several major experts from abroad to consult me.

I don't know whether he is spending money for me to earn a good reputation or to make his conscience better?

When I was discharged from the hospital, I was carried to Fang Zhe's nanny car. At the moment before I got on the car, I saw the long lost sunlight penetrating from the clouds and shining on the ginkgo trees in the hospital yard, making the already yellow ginkgo leaves more golden.

I took a long breath and comforted myself that being alive was the best.

As the car drove out of the hospital, I heard the hustle and bustle of the long lost city. For the rest of my life, I have to face the unknown life and the enemy Fang Zhe, who I can't understand.

Life is really bitter, every step is bitter, and it seems to be more and more bitter. Thinking about my past marriage, my lost daughter, and my lost mother, I'm physically disabled and living in isolation. I have no choice when my fate is so arranged.

"Why are you crying again? You are discharged today. You will recover better and better in the future. Be happy." Fang zhe next to me took a paper towel and wiped my tears.

"Fang Zhe, for my sake, can you tell me what you have against our family? Why do you want to plot against me and kill my mother?"