In the ward, Qiao Qiu sat beside the hospital bed and thought for a long time.
What echoed in my mind were the words ordered by the doctor.
If Leng Anan's mental illness hadn't been cured, she might never have been able to speak again.
He hasn't told anyone else about this yet.
If Gu Siying and Qin Shaoming found out about this, they would probably "kill" directly to the Li family and drag Gu Zichen out.
He gently held Leng An'an's cold hand in his palm.
Then his face was gently pressed against the back of her cold hand.
My heart also sank.
"An'an, what should I do to cure your heart disease?"
Time passed by minute by minute, less than half an hour.
The weak woman on the hospital bed moved her eyelids, and then slowly opened her eyes.
A pair of eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
It was as dull as a body that had lost its soul.
"An'an, are you awake? How are you? Do you feel any discomfort? If so, you must tell me, you know?"
When Qiao Qiu saw that the person was awake, he was very happy and quickly asked about her condition.
But the woman on the hospital bed remained motionless, not even blinking her eyes.
Not a word was said.
Qiao Qiu helped her up and sat up, and took the initiative to hand a glass of warm water to her mouth.
Take the initiative to feed her.
"Come on, drink some water first. If you don't eat or drink this day, how will your body survive?"
The water reached his mouth and slid down the corner of his mouth.
The ticking made the quilt wet.
The woman sitting in front of him was dumbfounded and showed no reaction at all.
It's like I can't even drink water anymore.
I can't feed him any water at all.
Qiao Qiu had no choice but to put down the water glass in his hand, and then picked up the chicken porridge on the side.
"Instead of drinking water, let's drink some porridge. You need to eat something to replenish some energy..."
Leng An'an was still sitting there like a piece of wood, motionless, not even opening his mouth.
The mouthful of porridge that was given out could only be placed on the edge of the mouth without moving at all.
Her mouth never opened from beginning to end.
It has never been opened.
If the mouth is not opened, the chicken porridge will not be fed at all.
He held a mouthful of porridge to his mouth until it was cold, and Leng An'an never took a sip.
No matter how Qiao Qiu coaxed her, she had no response.
"An'an, you can't do this. You have to eat something."
He sighed helplessly, then took another mouthful of hot porridge and put it to his mouth again.
A big man, the president of a country.
This is the only time I rarely see such patience when facing a woman.
"An'an, even if you don't want to eat, for your daughter, for the people around you, for... me, you should eat some."
Hearing this, the light in Leng Anan's eyes seemed to change slightly.
She gently raised her hand and said in sign language, 'I'm not hungry.'
Seeing her sign language, Qiao Qiu felt even more panicked.
He took hold of her sign-speaking fingers and then held them in his palm.
There was a little bloodshot in his eyes, and then he shook his head slightly.
"Speak, Leng An'an, and don't sign. You can speak and make sounds, and you don't need to sign."
After Leng Anan's vocal cords recovered, she has been practicing her speaking ability.
Although I often don't speak very fluently, and I stutter intermittently.
But she can speak out.
Rather than like now, he has returned to his previous state of never speaking.
He started signing again.
He doesn't want to see this.
Leng Anan's eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
She just stared at Qiao Qiu without emotion.
No emotion at all.
The words in his eyes seemed to reveal that they were unnecessary.
There was no need for her to speak anymore.
Leng Anan lowered her head and her eyes fell on the white bed quilt.
Before that, she kept her mouth shut for twenty years.
For twenty years, not a word has been spoken.
The posterior vocal cords are affected and their function is lost, resulting in the inability to speak.
Later she came back and met Gu Zichen.
For Gu Zichen, she wanted to speak again.
I want to get closer to Gu Zichen.
Therefore, she desperately received treatment and worked hard just to recover her vocal cords and start speaking again.
Everything she did was for Gu Zichen.
All for Gu Zichen.
But now, Gu Zichen has left her.
He found another woman instead.
So what's the point of everything she's doing now?
What’s the point?
What is the meaning of her opening and speaking?
Tick tick tick - huge tears fell from the eyes, and then hit the quilt hard.
The sheets got wet.
Qiao Qiu felt particularly sorry for Leng An'an.
The big hand then came down and patted her on the back.
"An'an, I know that you feel that since Gu Zichen is gone, there is no need for you to speak. Twenty years ago, you sealed your mouth for Gu Zichen and stopped saying a word."
"Twenty years later, you worked hard to restore your vocal cords and speak again for Gu Zichen. It was also for Gu Zichen. I know that Gu Zichen determined your future, all your choices and life."
The man's eyes were full of hurt and seriousness, "But I hope you understand that Gu Zichen can't control everything about you. Your life is your own."
"Of course, I don't want you to keep your mouth shut. It's because it took a lot of effort for you to regain your voice. Your voice is not just for Gu Zichen, but also for us."
"Think about it, how many people around you are happy because you can speak again? Gu Siying, Qin Shaoming, Casey, and me."
Qiao Qiu took out a tissue from the side and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
"So, you must not destroy yourself or us because of one person."
When Leng Anan heard this, his mood swings were even more affected, and his shoulders shook.
He cried even harder.
She understands the truth.
But what everyone doesn't understand is.
Gu Zichen is her life.
That's all her life is.
When she was a child, from the first time she saw Gu Zichen in the gifted class, she could no longer take her eyes away from Gu Zichen.
Wherever he went, she was always the first to follow him.
From childhood to adulthood.
Qiao Qiu's hands gently grasped her shoulders, as if seeking her opinion.
"An'an, if you feel that everything here, including the people, makes you feel sad. I can take you to relax. You come with me, and I will take you away."
"I can promise that I will always protect you and never let you cry or be sad, okay?"
Leng Anan was stunned for a moment, then raised her tear-filled eyes to look at the man in front of her.
Go with him?
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