"The wound on my back has split open and the bleeding has stopped. I will be fine after a few days of rest."
After reading the examination report of the man lying on the bed, the doctor whispered to the pale-faced Yi Fu.
Mrs. Yi wiped her tears and thanked her in a low voice. After the doctors and nurses had left, she carefully walked over and sat next to Yi Ningxiu.
In the dead of night, it had been more than an hour since Yi Ningxiu fainted and was sent to the hospital.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, held her son's cold fingers, buried her face in his palm, and couldn't stop her tears from falling.
She felt flustered and scared, a feeling that had been surrounding her since Su Qianqian and Yi Ningxiu divorced five years ago.
Even after Yi Ningxiu came back, it never faded away.
She knew that she was afraid. What she was afraid of was that after Yi Ningxiu found out the truth, he would not be able to accept it and would leave her.
That way, she would really be alone.
And now, what she feared most has finally happened.
She didn't want her son to know her past, and she didn't want to expose her ugly side to Yi Ningxiu, but it was all over.
She carefully reached out her hand and stroked Yi Ningxiu's pale and thin cheek, tears blurring her eyes.
She felt very sorry. If we really wanted to investigate it carefully, it was all because of her that Yi Ningxiu became like this.
It was she who forced the two of them to divorce, it was she who recognized the wrong person, she was the one who harmed him...
There was silence all around, and the guilt in her heart forced her to cry. She lay beside the bed and cried softly.
She didn't know how long it took, but she felt a pair of hands gently caressing her head. Mrs. Yi opened her eyes and saw Yi Ningxiu staring at her.
She was so happy that she quickly grabbed Yi Ningxiu's finger and shouted, "Ning Xiu, you finally woke up!"
Yi Ningxiu looked at her quietly.
Her pale hair, haggard face, and lines at the corners of her eyes.
This woman is already old.
No matter how well she takes care of herself, time still ruthlessly robs her of her youth.
He and she are the only two people left at home...
He sighed softly.
As if overwhelmed.
He is her son, no matter what, he will always...cannot leave her behind.
It's just that I can never go back.
When he was in a coma, he seemed to have returned to his childhood.
At that time, Su Qianqian and Su Qingqing had just arrived, and he was led downstairs by Mrs. Yi.
He met a pair of eyes, clear and bright, as if he could see into people's hearts.
The man looked at him cautiously and surprised, as if he was scared but couldn't help but get closer.
As a child, he just frowned in disgust and walked past her.
If I could go up and hold her hand at that time, would it make any difference?
He doesn't know.
But when he woke up, what he heard was his mother's cry. The girl with bright eyes in the dream had already left him.
After all, he and she were the only two people left.
Just like the first time.
He was sorry for her, but he had no way to repay his past mistakes, and she would no longer accept him even in the future.
Yi Ningxiu put his fingers on his mother's hair and whispered: "Stop crying, Mom."