In the minds of many people, just because there is no rain does not mean it is considered good weather. At least there must be clear skies, white clouds, and fresh air.
For those who are more demanding, good weather also requires the right season, pleasant temperature, gentle breeze, and a reasonably good mood.
Murong Feng didn't have such high requirements. For him, if it didn't rain, it was already good weather, just like if there was no bad news, it was already a beautiful day.
The boy's school uniform was older than that of his peers, but it was clean. The smile on his face was as clear as spring water. He stood at the entrance of Qingshan First Hospital and walked in as usual.
Murong Feng turned to the Rehabilitation Department by a familiar route, said hello to the nurse on duty, and opened Ward 301.
The man lying on the hospital bed by the window had been in a coma for many years and could only rely on infusions. He was very thin, his skin was horribly pale, his eyes were sunken, and he was as quiet as usual.
The man lying on the bed is named Murong He.
It's his dad!
About eight years ago, this man was a healthy, cheerful, humorous and optimistic university teacher who loved sports and martial arts. He would deliberately name his son Murong Feng and proudly say to him: "Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north! Your name is Murong."
Feng, have you ever felt your surging martial arts talent?"
A car accident changed everything.
From that day on, Murong He didn't even move an eyelash.
Murong Feng sat beside the hospital bed, holding the man's hand. He didn't speak for a long time, and there was no need to speak. He just wanted to stay with this man for a while longer.
After so many years, Murong Feng no longer had any hope for his father's condition. He sat quietly for dozens of minutes and whispered: "I came here today to tell you two things. Your son has been admitted to college. Don't worry.
Well, I didn’t go out of town, and no one would take care of you if I left.”
"One more thing, I got a letter from my mother. She is doing well. You don't have to worry about it."
Murong Feng said these words, tucked his father into bed, and was about to get up and leave when he heard a hoarse voice asking: "What time is it?"
Murong Feng was completely stunned. After a while, his downed brain came to his senses. He did not respond to his father's question, but rushed out of the ward and shouted: "Nurse, nurse! Patient 301 is in condition."
The nurse on duty hurried over and asked, "What happened?"
Murong Feng grabbed the young nurse's hand-washing clothes, causing her pretty face to turn red. She took several deep breaths before whispering: "He's awake."
The little nurse was also surprised. It was rare for a vegetative person to wake up after sleeping for many years. She had worked in this hospital for several years and had never encountered a single case.
The nurse hurried into the ward. The man had already sat up and looked out the window, a little dazed. After the two came in, he turned back and smiled slightly, repeated what he had just said, and asked: "What time is it?"
The little nurse was shocked and warned: "Watch your father, I'll call the doctor." He quickly ran out of the ward.
Murong Feng did not run out this time. He took a deep breath, took out his cell phone, took a look at it, and replied: "Six thirty-seven minutes."
Murong He touched his face, glanced at his hands, and asked a very strange question: "What year is this year? How many generations of my grandson are you?"
Murong Feng didn't know why his father would say such a thing?
Murong Feng imagined that one day the other party would wake up and no longer recognize his biological son because it had been so long. He would lament that he was already so old, but he never expected that his father would wake up and ask how many generations of his grandson he was.
He had a strange expression, but replied seriously: "In 2017, I am Murong Feng. You have been in a coma for a long time, but eight years is not enough to have a grandson."
Murong He muttered in slight surprise: "Only eight years? How is that possible?" He raised his head and glanced at Murong Feng, his eyes became intense, and said: "I didn't expect that our father and son would meet one day."
Murong Feng's tears rolled slightly in his eyes. Just as he was about to go up and give his father a hug, he heard his father say a shocking sentence: "Son! Do you want to become an immortal?"
Murong Feng's outstretched hands stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and whispered: "Dad, the biography of a mortal cultivating immortality has been completed."
Murong He was slightly stunned and asked: "What about Yang Shen?"
"It's also finished."
"Where's the fairy gourd?"
Murong Feng hesitated for a moment and replied: "The Fairy Gourd...has also ended."
Murong He was shocked: "It's the end? How is that possible?"
Murong Feng was very speechless. He had already begun to adapt to the fact that his father had woken up. He asked, "Don't move too much. Wait until the doctor comes to check your body. You just woke up and your body is recovering very slowly. You can't
in a hurry."
Murong He was silent for a while and then asked: "Where is your mother?"
Murong Feng whispered: "She lives in the United States and is living a very good life."
"I didn't tell her about your car accident."
After a while, Murong He said in a low voice: "Yes! I remember that a few days before the accident, the divorce agreement was signed and she also moved away."
"It turns out that she never looked back."
This topic was a bit heavy. Murong Feng didn't want to recall that sad time, so he simply didn't respond.
Murong He suddenly laughed, even to tears. He raised his head and stared at his son, and asked the ridiculous question again: "Do you want to become an immortal?"
Murong Feng sighed and gave his father a glass of water. The joy just now was diluted a lot. Dad woke up and was no longer in a vegetative state, but it was obvious that his brain was broken. The next days will still be very difficult, some
A lot of trouble.
He is now more and more glad that he did not apply for a university abroad.
How can such a father make people feel at ease?
Doctors and nurses came in a hurry and pushed Murong He out. During the examination, he had a slight smile on his face and showed no signs of anything unusual. He accepted all the examinations and was quite cooperative.
Murong Feng was worried that his father would ask people when he saw them: "Do you want to become an immortal?" Fortunately, this kind of thing did not happen.
After a round of examinations, the doctor called Murong Feng over. He looked a little excited and said, "Congratulations! Your dad is completely fine. He only needs to be hospitalized for a few more days for observation and then he can be discharged and go home."
Murong Feng couldn't help but ask: "Can you check more, it seems that my father's brain is not normal."
The doctor patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, he has been in a coma for eight years and is somewhat out of touch with society. It's not a mental problem. You have to trust the doctor's professional judgment."
Murong Feng wanted to retort: "You don't seem to be a psychiatrist?" But after thinking for a while, he sighed and gave up the argument, thinking: "It's better to go home."
His father has been in a coma for eight years, and his mother has gone overseas. It is no longer easy for him to maintain a basic life. The medical expenses for these eight years come from the perpetrator's insurance compensation, and there is no money for mental illness.
Murong Feng originally planned to go home after seeing his father, but his father, who had been in a coma for eight years, woke up. Naturally, he would not leave. He stayed in the hospital that night to stay with his father.
Murong He is in good spirits. He has been sleeping for eight years. He is not sleepy at the moment. He spends most of his time in a daze. He occasionally says a few words. In addition to being out of touch with society, he feels fresh about everything. His IQ, EQ, emotions and spiritual everything
They all behaved normally.
Normal, a little bit not normal...normal.
The Immortal Son-in-law Chenglong has updated a chapter of the extra chapter. It is updated in the old volume of the main text. It interacts with the Immortal Fox. You can take a look at it.