220 She became a vegetable

220 She became a vegetable

"Doctor, you have to save her no matter what, at all costs!"

Shushu was pushed into the operating room, the white sheets were stained with blood, and there was a trace of blood in the corridor. The cleaner quickly mopped the floor with a mop. Xia Tianyang paced back and forth, and his eyes could be opened, but it was full of red bloodshot, and there were still a lot of biscuits and foam sticking to his eyelashes, but he didn't care about these.

A nurse came up to ask: "Sir, come with me to the nurse's station to help you clean your eyes."

He looked at the closed door of the operating room and nodded.

He didn't expect that things would happen. At that time, his eyes couldn't see it. He parked the car in the middle of the road. He unscrewed the faucet and placed his hands under the faucet to rinse. The red blood that was about to solidify was washed away bit by bit, and the sink was red.

The picture is clearly visible and vivid in my mind. Under the dark night sky, the cool wind blew, and Shushu shed a lot of blood. The road was very large, so shocking.

The corridors of the hospital were always filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the sound of the doctor opening the door was particularly loud. Xia Tianyang greeted him and looked at the doctor's eyes, and his face was twisted into a cluster. The doctor said that it was fortunate that the delivery was delivered in time, but...sorry, we cannot predict when the patient will wake up.

Xia Tianyang didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. Fortunately, Shushu did not die, but unfortunately, she might never wake up again, and she became a vegetable.

——

On this day, the Breeze Cinema was crowded and lively. Twenty-four illuminated headlights concentrated on the stage. The premiere of "Baby Movement" was held here. The nearby Breeze Shopping Mall and the exterior wall advertisements were all replaced with posters of the anime movie "Baby Movement". This anime movie, invested by Lingbai Group and produced by Mokai Animation Room, was finally released.

Ling Qiao and Xia Tianyang have not seen each other for a long time. Ling Qiao has lost a lot of weight and has experienced a lot of vicissitudes. As soon as he saw Xia Tianyang, he said, "I thought I wouldn't see you today."

"Why, no matter how busy I am, I will definitely come today on this big day."

“What are you busy with?”

Xia Tianyang smiled, "Isn't it just a matter of animation? I have thanked you for your blessing. Mokai's animation room has become famous, and of course I have more business."

Ling Qiao nodded with relief and said with emotion: "If Shushu could see it, she would definitely be very happy."

"Yeah, yeah."

This movie is even more popular than expected. Ling Qiao's top floor works exhibition room has another work. Now, he has shifted his focus to work, but whenever night falls, he stands at the top of the building and overlooks the night view of the city. He always fantasizes about where Shushu will live.

"Tu tuk!"

"Come in."

Deng Zijun pushed the door and reminded: "President, it's already eleven o'clock."

"Oh, you get off work. You'll get off work when it's time to go, don't wait for me."

"and you……"

"I'll sit for a while."

Deng Zijun nodded, turned around and walked out of the office. He frowned. Today was the 62nd day of Shang Xiaoyun's departure and her birthday.

In the past, every year, he always forgot her birthday. When he went home and saw a table of vegetables and cakes, he remembered that it was her birthday. He apologized to remember next year, and he would say so every year.

But this year, he remembered her birthday, but she was no longer here.

Eight years of love and passion have long faded. I have gotten used to the other party's habits and everything has become dull. For Deng Zijun, Shang Xiaoyun is like a left hand. She doesn't care too much about it in normal times, but once she loses it, she realizes that this is a pain that penetrates the bone marrow.

Deng Zijun drove the car and parked the car to find that it was downstairs of Shang Xiaoyun's house. He leaned out the car window and looked up. The lights were on in Xiaoyun's living room.

He thought there must be many friends celebrating her. She is a lively person and she has many friends.

Deng Zijun got out of the car and leaned against the car door, took out a cigarette and started smoking. It was late autumn, and the temperature began to drop sharply in the middle of the night. He was only wearing a thin windbreaker, and the cold wind blew on his face as painful as it was.

Suddenly, he saw a figure at the window. He looked closely and found that it was Xiaoyun, his Xiaoyun, and his heart instantly twisted into a ball.

He knew that she had seen him too, and he hoped that she could give him another chance, and he would cherish it.

Shang Xiaoyun quickly went in and pulled up the curtains. The lights in the house were blocked. It was difficult for Deng Zijun downstairs to tell which floor was her home.

Deng Zijun lowered his head sadly and took a deep breath of cigarette.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was still twelve o'clock in the future. He suddenly remembered that before he had time to say Happy Birthday to her, he entered the text clumsyly and did not dare to type too many words, for fear that there would not be enough time. The sentence "Happy Birthday" was successfully sent before twelve o'clock.

At this time, the familiar text message ringtone rang in my ears. Deng Zijun looked in the voice, and Shang Xiaoyun was standing at the door of the apartment building, looking straight at him.

Deng Zijun threw the cigarette butt on the ground, got up and walked forward, Shang Xiaoyun picked up her mobile phone to read the text message, which was like this every year, with four short words, and she refused to say one more word.

"Do you still remember that today is my birthday?" Shang Xiaoyun said first.

Deng Zijun walked up to her and nodded silently.

Shang Xiaoyun looked at him, through the street lights, he became thinner and haggard, his eyes became deeper, and the stubble on his chin was hard and thorny. She touched her like before, frowned and said, "Why don't you shave it clean? Are you playing decadent and pretending to be mature?"

Deng Zijun looked straight at her. She was finally willing to come out to see him. She had only been two months away. It was a long wait for him. He was a little excited, touched his chin, and said embarrassedly: "I just haven't shaved for a day. I slept too late at night. I slept too late in the morning and forgot to shave it."

Shang Xiaoyun gave him a blank look, "It's getting late today."

Deng Zijun smiled and wanted to say something, but stopped. That day she asked Ling Qiao to tell him that she needed time to calm down, so she left without giving him any more information. He resisted the impulse and did not call her. He was afraid that he would do something wrong to make her angry, and he deserved to suffer such a torment.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

"I..." Deng Zijun stuttered nervously, "Xiaoyun, happy birthday to birth..."

"It's already twelve o'clock, okay, since you have nothing to say, I'll go up, thank you."

"Xiaoyun..." Deng Zijun was anxious and hurriedly grabbed her hand. Her hands were very cold and cold, which made him feel distressed, "Xiaoyun, please forgive me, okay? I can't live without you."

The temperature in Deng Zijun's palm slowly spread to her. She looked up at him and said, "When you went to bed with her, why didn't you think of this sentence?"

Deng Zijun regretted, "I'm sorry." At this moment, he no longer knew what to say."

Shang Xiaoyun sighed and said, "Why haven't you called me in the past two months? Even if you don't have a text message."

Deng Zijun said dumbly: "You said you need time and asked me not to look for you, then I won't disturb you and let you calm down."

"What if I calm down completely with you and then go find someone else?"

"Then I can only wish you happiness."

"You...you are really going to get angry. If I don't get down, you won't go upstairs to find me, right? Forget it, it's useless for me to ask."

Deng Zijun looked at Shang Xiaoyun later and said silly: "Did you forgive me?"

"You think beautifully!"

Deng Zijun smiled. His Xiaoyun likes to be quarrel the most. She is really angry and will ignore others. "Xiaoyun, I'm sorry, I really won't do it in the future." Deng Zijun started to slacken, and his voice became tough and smooth.

Shang Xiaoyun reached out and pinched his cheek, and squeezed it hard, "If you dare to make mistakes again, I will castrate you directly!"

Deng Zijun grabbed her hand, kissed it and placed it on his chest, "No, I will never, I only love you in this world, and you are the only one in this world who are the best for me."

Shang Xiaoyun's nose felt sore when she heard it, and she cried out all the grievances these days. Deng Zijun panicked and was a little at a loss. "Xiaoyun, I really can't do it anymore. Don't cry. I've been in a daze during the days you left me, like an abacus bead. I do whatever the president asked me to do. Sometimes I really admire the president. He can still work seriously if something happened to Shushu."

"That's because he can't see Shushu, but can't you come to see me? I said don't look for me, but you really don't look for me. You deserve a beating."

Deng Zijun picked up her hand and slapped him in the face, "Yes, I deserve a beating, I should beat you, just hit me, until you get angry."

Shang Xiaoyun retracted her hand, "If you don't hit, your beard is too thorny."

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and Deng Zijun immediately took off his windbreaker and put it on her, "It's winter coming soon, you won't wear more."

The windbreaker had his body temperature and smell, and Shang Xiaoyun felt warm, "Aren't you cold?" He looked at him wearing only a thin shirt.

Deng Zijun shook his head, but immediately shivered again, it was cold, why isn't it cold?

Shang Xiaoyun took his hand and said, "Let's go, go up."

"Are you not angry? Do you really forgive me?"

"Go up and beat you up!"

——

Winter is coming, and it snowed heavily in Hokkaido all night, with a thick layer covering the ground. The warm sunlight in the early morning shines in through the blinds, and the quiet and tidy ward suddenly becomes more warm.

Xia Tianyang pushed the door and held a bouquet of pink roses in his hand. He walked to the hospital bed, looked at the people on the bed, and said softly: "It's time to get up, the sun is burning its butt."

He stood blankly for a while, smiled, "Look, you must like this flower very much." He turned around and walked to the windowsill, took out the shriveled crape myrtle flowers from the vase, and inserted the rose into it.

Looking out the window, the white area was white, and he smiled slightly again, which looked particularly beautiful against the winter sunshine. "Shushu, wake up, I'll take you to ski."

Shushu was still lying, only the sound of bubbles in the oxygen tank beside the hospital bed kept ringing.
Chapter completed!