Mu Shiqin slept all day long, and when he woke up, it was already dark.
His first reaction when he woke up was to make sure the woman in the closet was still there.
Looking at Ruoxi who was already asleep, he grabbed the sick quilt and covered her with it. He couldn't imagine that she was already asleep with such deep vigilance. The quilt had just touched her body,
She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with hostility.
"Aren't you cold? Ruoxi, I'm just covering you with a quilt." Mu Shiqin tried to talk to him.
Ruoxi just looked at him with hostility, without any other reaction.
Mu Shiqin was afraid that irritating her would cause her to do something that would hurt herself, so he had no choice but to leave with the quilt in his arms. As soon as he turned around, she slammed the cabinet door behind him.
Chu Feiyang scolded Mu Shiqin for being crazy. Ruoxi was crazy and stayed in the cabinet all the time. Mu Shiqin was also crazy and kept sitting in the hospital bed, looking at the cabinet without blinking.
The room was always quiet. As long as Mu Shiqin didn't open the cabinet door or touch her, Ruoxi would stay quietly in the cabinet without making a sound. Mu Shiqin was afraid that Ruoxi would be bored in the cabinet.
If she dies, always open the cupboard door to see if she is still alive.
Do you need someone to tie the bell to untie it?
Mu Shiqin stood stiffly outside the ward, looking at the closed cabinet door, his brows gradually furrowed.
"Ruoxi, how should I untie this bell?"
Tan Yuming patted Mu Shiqin on the shoulder, "Xiaoye's death hit her hard. I tried to induce her just now, but she kept mentioning Xiaoye's name. Her obsessive-compulsive disorder is very strong, and she can no longer remember anything.
In her brain, there will always be only Xiaoye."
Mu Shiqin's heart ached intensely.
Xiaoye has become a name that makes him sad.
Xiaoye has also become Ruoxi's pain.
"Mr. Mu, you can try to let her get in touch with a child of the same age as Xiaoye."
Mu Shiqin seemed to see hope. He thought that he had a son, Ruo Teng. The next day, when Tan Yuming arrived at the hospital, he took Xiao Ruo Teng into the room.
Mu Shiqin stood outside the transparent glass window and looked at Ruoxi nervously.
Xiao Ruoteng approached and looked at Ruoxi in the cabinet with some fear. Tan Yuming called her gently, "Miss Ye, Xiaoye is here, don't you take a look?"
I wonder if it was the name Xiaoye that made her feel something.
Ruoxi slowly turned her head and her eyes fell on Xiao Ruoteng. She was still looking at Xiao Ruoteng without focus.
Ten minutes passed, and Ruoxi still had no reaction.
Mu Shiqin stood outside, his brows furrowed deeper.
Tan Yuming has been sitting quietly, waiting for Ruoxi's reaction.
Xiao Ruoteng was almost in tears when she looked at him like this.
Tan Yuming whispered in Xiao Ruoteng's ear, "Call her mom."
Xiao Ruoteng was shaking all over. He turned back and glanced at Mu Shiqin. His father told him that Aunt Xi was sick. Because Xiao Ye died, Aunt Xi was immersed in her own world and refused to wake up. She must be cured.
Aunt Xi, in front of Aunt Xi, he is no longer Ruoteng, he is Xiaoye.
Xiao Ruoteng looked at Ye Ruoxi, suddenly stretched out his hand, tremblingly touched Ruoxi's eyes, and shouted in a low voice, "Mom!"
Ye Ruoxi's eyelashes trembled.
Tan Yuming saw that Ye Ruoxi seemed to have some reaction and did not reject Xiao Ruoteng, so he hurriedly asked Xiao Ruoteng to call her a few more times.
In the ward, it was quiet and only Xiao Ruoteng could be heard calling her mother.