Chapter 229: Changing Color of the Wind and Cloud [8]
Fenghua thought for a while and was about to say something when he suddenly heard a "squeak"!
The door is open!
Gui Jianchou walked out with a tired look on his face.
"How is Qing'er?" Xin'er was the first to rush forward and asked urgently. Fenghua and Qingfeng also gathered around, looking at him solemnly, waiting nervously for his words.
The ghost sighed sadly: "I have tried my best..."
Fenghua's heart sank——
Xin'er cried "Wow" and fell into Fenghua's arms: "Uu wu... Miss, Qing'er is dead... what should I do... what should I do..."
Fenghua clenched her fists, trying not to cry.
Qingfeng also lowered his head sadly.
"Ahem, I didn't say she died..." He coughed and spoke.
Qing'er is not dead? Xin'er suddenly stopped crying!
Fenghua's eyes also lit up and he swallowed back his tears.
Qingfeng raised his head suddenly: "Please, can you please stop talking paragraph by paragraph? Just finish the sentence in one breath!"
There was a hint of embarrassment on Gui Jianchou's face, and he continued: "I have done everything I should do, and I have tried my best. Although she is not dead yet, if she can't wake up, she will be dead.
about there."
"Are you saying there's a chance she'll never wake up?" Xin'er's tears began to overflow again.
"There is this possibility. Next, it depends on her own destiny." He said lightly.
Fenghua was startled, what's the difference between that and becoming a vegetative state?
"Isn't this just a living death?" Qingfeng said and regretted it again.
Xin'er cried with tears in her eyes and threw herself into the room, followed by Fenghua.
Qing'er's face was as white as a piece of paper due to illness. Only her weak breathing proved that she was still alive, but her hands and feet were so cold.
Xin'er held her hand and shed tears.
"Qing'er, it's my fault, I'm sorry for you...please wake up, please...I will listen to you in everything from now on, and I will never dare to doubt you again...please wake up, please..."
Fenghua walked up behind her and patted her shoulder, "Don't cry, Qing'er, you will wake up... As long as you are still breathing, there is still hope..."
Qingfeng also looked sad, but didn't know how to comfort her.
Gui Jianchou also frowned: "Her condition has stabilized. Use hot towels to wipe her body, warm her hands and feet, and promote blood circulation. This will help her wake up..."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became sad. Although Qing'er was not dead, everyone was still in a sad mood. Becoming a living dead was not something to be happy about.
Although there is a chance to wake up, it may take ten years, twenty years, or even... longer!
When she wakes up, her hair may have turned gray and her face has changed beyond recognition.
In the backyard courtyard.
The moonlight filled the earth, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.
Fenghua and Guijianchou were sitting in the simple pavilion, raising their heads and looking at the night sky, wondering what they were thinking.
If Qing'er could wake up today, she would be able to see such a beautiful moon.
When will she wake up?
I really wish she could wake up soon and see how beautiful the moon in this world is.
Gui Jianchou looked at the moon in the sky, thinking about what happened in the past few days.
"Thank you for today." Fenghua said suddenly without turning his head.