Qu Mingcong tried to find some clues from her mobile phone, including the video websites she loved to watch, the shopping apps she often visited, games, comics, and the occasional memo used to complain, and checked them one by one——
No, nothing.
The phone is as clean as new.
Seeing that Qu Mingcong's expression was very bad, the young man repairing the mobile phone next to him said: "It's pretty good. There's nothing we can do about the damage to some of the files. After all, your phone has serious water damage."
Qu Mingcong suddenly put down his phone and said, "Put in the old parts."
"Wha, what?" The other party was stunned, "Brother, what did you say?"
"Replace it." Qu Mingcong said expressionlessly, "It has to be exactly the same as before. Not a single part can be replaced."
"Did you not understand the situation? How can we repair it without replacing it with a new one?" The phone repairman became wary, "You are not deliberately looking for trouble, are you?"
"I will pay and repair it." Qu Mingcong insisted, "It must be exactly the same as the original one."
"…………"
Faced with such an unbelievable request, the other party still complied with it.
After waiting for another ten minutes, the phone was handed over to Qu Mingcong again, but this time it was not turned on.
Qu Mingcong tried to turn on the phone himself, but there was no response.
"I told you earlier, you have to replace it." The young man who repaired the mobile phone said, "How about it? Do you want to put it back for you? It can't be used now."
Qu Mingcong looked at the phone screen and was silent for a while, then replied: "No need."
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Qu Mingcong returned to the hospital.
Wang Wei was sitting next to the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone. He almost jumped up when he saw him coming back, "You are finally back. Why on earth have you been gone for so long? You don't send messages or call back!"
After saying that, he patted his forehead and said, "Ah, I forgot, your phone fell into the water... have you fished it out?"
"Well," Qu Mingcong nodded lightly, "I'm going to repair my phone."
"Has it been repaired?" Wang Wei asked.
Qu Mingcong pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, shaking his head.
"It's so inconvenient not to have a mobile phone. I can't contact you even if I want to find you," Wang Wei frowned and complained, "I also have an old mobile phone that I left at the office. I'll charge it and bring it to you when I get back."
Qu Mingcong nodded and sat quietly.
Wang Wei thought he was still worried about Qu Wan, and said with relief: "Today is considered a near miss. The doctor just came and looked around and said that we might have a fever in the middle of the night. Let us pay attention. Nothing else.
Oh... Oh, by the way, take some cold medicine as a precaution. If you get sick, how will you take care of your mother?"
After hearing this, Qu Mingcong held his forehead and said nothing.
When Wang Wei saw him like this, he couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay? Why don't you... go back and rest? I'll keep watch for you tonight."
"No need." Qu Mingcong's mood seemed to be suppressed by something, and his voice was low, "When my mother wakes up and can see me as soon as she opens her eyes, her condition should be better."
"That's true..." Wang Wei scratched his head and said hesitantly, "Then I...I'll go back first and come to the hospital to see you later."
Qu Mingcong nodded and hummed in response.
Seeing that he was depressed, Wang Wei didn't know how to comfort him for a moment and hesitated to speak. Finally, he thought it would be better to go back to the office and dig out his old mobile phone before talking.
After Wang Wei left, the ward became extremely quiet.
Qu Mingcong sat motionless, sometimes looking at the infusion bag hanging above the hospital bed, watching for a long time the dripping of the medical solution between the infusion bag and the connecting hose, feeling a vague sense of familiarity.
He didn't know where this sense of familiarity came from. When he was stunned, doctors and nurses came in from outside.
The doctor was still Qu Wan's original doctor, whose surname was Zhao.
Qu Mingcong stood up and said, "Doctor Zhao."
The other party nodded lightly, walked to the hospital bed, looked at Qu Wan, and said in a gentle tone: "The condition has been maintained recently, but emergencies will inevitably have some impact on the patient... You don't have to worry too much, anyway, take care of yourself first.
If you take your medicine on time, it won’t be a big problem.”
Then he turned to him and asked: "Have you found a caregiver?"
"I found her," Qu Mingcong replied, "but I want to accompany her by myself today. After she gets used to it, I can call the nurse over."
"Okay, when your mother wakes up and finds herself in a strange environment, it would be better to have familiar relatives around her." Dr. Zhao nodded, sighed again, and said, "It's not easy for you either."
After a brief chat, the doctor and nurse left the ward.
Qu Mingcong sat down again, stunned.
Then I suddenly realized where the familiar feeling just now came from——
Last time...
This was how he met her last time.
He was sitting like this in the ward at that time, and Qiao Yueying's ward was only separated from him by a ceiling. When he returned to the office, his cell phone was different.
Thinking about it now, everything that happened in the past few months was so unreal. She suddenly broke into his life unreasonably and disappeared silently...
No, if it just disappears, it's actually nothing.
He can accept it.
Xiaoqi will disappear in front of Wang Wei, but she will live a good life in another place.
What he fears more is death.
Could she... be dead?
When Qu Mingcong thought of this possibility, he couldn't help but hold the phone tightly with both hands...
…
There was a slight noise outside the door of the ward, and someone hesitated in front of the door.
Qu Mingcong thought it was Wang Wei who had left and returned. He took a deep breath, stood up, walked over, and opened the door. The person he saw was so happy.
He frowned almost unbearably.
He Qile didn't expect that the door would suddenly open. He was startled immediately and looked at Qu Mingcong in panic, "I...I, I'm not here to spy on you. I came here alone."
To prove what he said, he turned his head to let Qu Mingcong look at his ears, "I'm not wearing headphones, and I don't have a bug. You can search me."
Qu Mingcong looked him up and down with a bad expression, stepped back half a step to let He Qile in, and then closed the door.
"What are you doing here?" Qu Mingcong asked.
He Qile stood awkwardly beside the hospital bed, a little embarrassed and nervous, "I always feel that I should come and take a look..."
Qu Mingcong saw him drooping his head and exhaling silently, unable to vent his anger with a child.
"The doctor said that it was due to the stress caused by the noisy and chaotic environment, coupled with the decline in visual acuity and loss of judgment, that's why I fell into the artificial lake..." Qu Mingcong twitched the corner of his mouth, "This is what the doctor said, but I
I know that if you hadn't suddenly appeared and if I hadn't chased you, nothing would have happened to my mother."
He Qile lowered his head and apologized angrily: "I'm sorry..."
"Are you here just to apologize?" Qu Mingcong said lightly, "I accept it, now you can go back."
Intellectually, he knew it was useless to blame a child, but emotionally... he really didn't want to see He Qile. Now, he just wanted to be alone in peace and quiet.
He Qile looked up hesitantly, "Then..."
In the future?...Yes, they haven't given up yet. They will still pester him in the future and continue to search for Xiao Qiao's whereabouts.
Qu Mingcong felt a huge sense of powerlessness in his heart.
"There is no future."
"What?" He Qile was stunned.
"I said, there is no future." Qu Mingcong whispered, "She left and disappeared."