Chapter 346

Qiao bao'er sat on the metal chair of the hospital, closed her eyes and went to sleep. Actually, she can't sleep.

She is now on the seventh floor of the inpatient department. The whole floor is the cardiovascular department, and the ward in front of her is the isolated intensive care unit. Her father Qiao Wenyu is lying in it, whose life and death are unknown.

Qiao bao'er blinked her long eyelashes, adjusted her sitting posture, and sat and pretended to sleep in the long night.

She didn't know whether it was because she was too nervous about her father's illness to sleep, or because she knew Jun Zhimu was in the hospital.

It's winter, January, 1 a.m.

There was no heating in the hospital corridor. Qiao bao'er pulled his light pink long petticoat, and his white fingers turned red with cold.

Gu Ruyan, her aunt, accompanied her grandmother in the ward on the fifth floor. At 9 p.m., Lu Qinan found someone to buy some takeout. Her grandmother and aunt ate some. Qiao Baoer was not hungry and couldn't eat.

We all know that her father's cerebral vascular rupture and massive hemorrhage is very serious, and they are very anxious. But we also know that the only thing we can do now is to wait.

The glass windows around the walls of the hospital had been pulled up, but Qiao bao'er still felt that there were chilly winds blowing from time to time along the white corridor, with the smell of disinfectant and some blood.

She really hates hospitals... It should be said that she is afraid of hospitals.

The more I think about it, the more tense Qiao bao'er's spirit is, and her little face looks pale.

Suddenly she heard a very clear click.

It's the sound of a man's shoes trampling on the floor, only once, and then it seems that the sound source disappears and hides.

Qiao bao'er immediately turned her head and looked to her left hand. But she stared for a long time and didn't see anyone passing by. Maybe she heard it wrong, but that direction made her uncomfortable, as if there was a burning line of sight.

The nurse station is not far away from her, occasionally came the voice of those little nurses talking, Qiao Baoer took back her eyes and didn't think much.

She put her hands around her chest, lowered her head and closed her eyes as a rest.

Before he knew it, Joe fell asleep.

But she was still very sensitive. When a figure approached her, she immediately tensed and opened her eyes, "what are you doing?"

A white sheet was handed to her. "Miss, it's easy for you to catch a cold sitting here." It's a nurse.

"We'll watch your father's illness in shifts. It's useless for you to sit here and wait. You'd better take advantage of some time now to have a rest. During the day, you have to be busy. We have some empty beds on this floor. I'll make arrangements. You can sleep all night in the past..."

Qiao bao'er put on the white sheet in her arms and looked at her dully.

Is there too many beds in this hospital, or is the nurse too considerate, or other reasons

"No, thank you."

Finally, Qiao Baoer said simply that she planned to sit on this chair for the night.

The nurse laughed at her, but did not force her to go back to work.

After a long cold night, Qiao bao'er, wrapped in white sheets, was half asleep and half awake. She always felt that someone was sitting beside her.

At six in the morning, the hospital began to be busy one after another. Around eight in the morning, doctors would make rounds.

Qiao bao'er used to have the habit of getting up early in the morning in Jun's family. When she woke up, she was in a good mental state. She folded the white sheets and gave them back to the nurse. She also looked around by the way. There was no one around her. It was probably an illusion last night.

Just as several doctors entered Qiao Wenyu's intensive care unit to examine him, Gu Ruyan and her grandmother came up in time. They were waiting outside the door nervously.

The door of the ward was pushed open again, and the bald doctor in white came out. The doctor seemed to be relieved.

"The patient has regained consciousness, the cerebral hemorrhage has been controlled, and the temperature, blood pressure and heartbeat monitored last night are normal. In the afternoon, a few of you can go in to see the patients in groups, and pay attention not to make too much noise... "

After hearing this, everyone was relieved.

Mrs. Joe kept thanking the doctors. "Thank you so much." Gu Ruyan's eyes were filled with tears, and he even said thanks with joy.

Qiao bao'er didn't say these polite words to them. Instead, she craned her neck and looked into the ward.

The bald doctor specially turned his head and said to Qiao bao'er, "Miss Qiao, your father will definitely receive a long period of rehabilitation treatment after he wakes up. I hope you are psychologically prepared..."

Qiao Wenyu's right cerebral hemorrhage is too much, which will definitely affect his left limbs. It's not sure whether it will affect his intelligence and speech, but his life has been snatched back.

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive..." Mrs. Qiao was wiping her tears from the corner of her eyes and murmuring to thank God constantly.

Gu Ruyan doesn't ask for a miracle either. She knows that Qiao Wenyu snatched his life from the gate of death this time. As for the degree of his recovery in the future, they are not most concerned about it. They are most concerned about being alive.

Qiao Baoer is extremely silent.

In the afternoon, Gu Ruyan and Mrs. Qiao took the lead to enter the ward to visit Qiao Wenyu who was in a coma. Because the doctor advised that it was better not to go in more than two people at a time, Qiao Baoer continued to stand outside peacefully.

In fact, she was a little afraid to go in.

Mrs. Qiao was afraid that they would be affected by Qiao Wenyu's illness after staying in the ward for a long time. Soon they came out. The old lady opened the door with a look of excitement. "Just now I talked to Wenyu, and his fingers moved."

Qiao bao'er saw that her grandmother finally had some spirit, and she also reluctantly laughed.

"Grandma, go to the hospital restaurant with your aunt and have something to eat. I'll be there in a minute..."

We have been worried all day. We are really tired and hungry.

Qiao bao'er watched her aunt and her grandmother walk slowly into the elevator until the elevator door closed. Her expression was slightly stunned.

Her hand was holding the doorknob of the ward, and her heart was heavy.

Her father, Qiao Wenyu, lay flat in the ward, his left and right hands were connected with the syringe, his face was haggard and weak, and he was still in a coma.

Qiao bao'er's step is very light. She goes to the hospital bed and quietly looks at her father's face, which has been in the vicissitudes of time.

She couldn't tell her surging emotion. She only felt a lump in her throat, as if she didn't dare to breathe. There were some tears in the corner of her eyes, and the tears could not help sliding down her face.

Her thin white fingers gently touched his rough palm.

Qiao Baoer held back the voice of crying in her throat, lowered her eyelids, and her big crystal tears fell heavily on the white sheet.

"I should be obedient, I should listen to you... I dare not in the future. If you ask me not to quarrel with Ye Wei's two sisters, I will not quarrel with them. I will be obedient in the future..."

"Dad, I'm sorry."