Smell speech, Gu Xiangsi did not make a sound again, poured some hot water to her.
Su Xiangwan tightly held the paper cup in her hand, fighting hard.
Another twenty minutes later, the lights in the operating room were finally extinguished, and everyone stood up to meet them, except Su Xiangwan.
The wheelchair she was sitting in was the outermost part of the crowd, four or five meters away from the hospital bed in the operating room.
Before that, the hot water Gu Xiangsi poured to her had cooled, and the paper cup was pinched to deformation by her.
But this moment, she is cowardly dare not go forward, the whole body of blood is like coagulation.
Until a few seconds later, Li Xiaoxiao some happy fold back, excitedly told her: "late night, it's OK, it's OK! Rong Chen said he was out of danger. "
Su Xiangwan's whole body was soft, which made him feel alive.
Li Xiaoxiao pushed her forward, her sight fell on the man on the hospital bed.
He still looks the same as before, as if under the ruthless intention to ignore human affairs, to find a good place, quiet and comfortable.
Su Xiangwan held his hand tightly and whispered, "villain."
*
three days later, Mu Beiting was confirmed to be out of danger, but failed to wake up.
He was transferred to an upscale ward, still unconscious.
In Rong Chen's words, whether he wakes up depends on the meaning of heaven or his own.
Now although life is OK, but even if you wake up, you will not be able to recover, just like ordinary people.
Su Xiangwan's legs are much better. She doesn't have to take a wheelchair, but she still has some difficulties in walking.
She stayed by the hospital bed every day to accompany him, told him something about them before, and urged him to wake up quickly.
Then he wiped her cheek and body, and then carefully shaved off his beard.
However, she was not very skilled, and occasionally scraped two small holes, but he still did not respond.
That day, Su Xiangwan cleaned up for him and put the razor aside.
After treating the small hole he left for him, he couldn't help but whisper: "does it hurt? Can you tell me if it hurts
Her response is still silence, but she seems to have gradually adapted to this silence.
After looking at the liquid left in the bottle, she said again, "there are two bottles left after hanging this bottle. You were most afraid of injection before. Would you faint when you wake up to see so many needles on your body?"
Su Xiangwan's voice just dropped, and Ms. Lu came in with the meal: "late, have something to eat."
"Good." Sue got up late to help.
Ms. Lu anxiously looked at Mu Beiting on the eye bed, and then her eyes fell on Su Xiangwan.
Looking at a person who has lost weight in just a few days, she frowned and whispered: "late at night, I know it's hard now, but you have to take good care of yourself, or Beiting he He's going to love it. "
"I know, mom." Su Xiangwan responded with warm voice.
Ms. Lu seemed to want to say something more, but her words turned into a sigh.
Su Xiangwan tried to eat more food, but she had a bad appetite recently, and her reaction to pregnancy and vomiting was particularly obvious. She would vomit after eating a few mouthfuls, and she had no desire to eat.
After dinner, put away the dishes and chopsticks.
Ms. Lu looked at Su Xiangwan and said in a warm voice: "late at night, you should go back and have a look at the years."
When it comes to years, Su Xiangwan is slightly distracted.
These days she was too busy to take care of him, but more importantly, she did not know how to tell him the status quo.
If he knew that Mu Beiting was unconscious, he would be very sad.