He sat next to the bed again and called her softly, "Honey, it's time to eat. What happened this morning has made you spend a lot of energy. Are you hungry already?"
"Shengsheng?"
I called twice more, but there was no response from Xiao Jiaojiao on the bed.
Ji Yuting sensed something was wrong, so he shook his hands and probed her nose.
There is energy and it is quite stable.
"Honey, wake up, stop sleeping."
He ran his hands through the hair on the back of her head, trying to pick her up, but his fingers felt vaguely sticky.
Feeling a bad omen in his heart, he moved his hands away from the back of Shengge's head.
He looked down.
There was a little blood on the fingertips.
There was bleeding on the back of the head. This was no longer a minor injury.
He immediately called the JCs hiding in the hotel, "Shengsheng's condition is not good. Call an ambulance and come right away."
After hanging up the phone, he hugged Shengge and ran downstairs.
Seeing that she showed no sign of waking up, his heart ached, as if the whole sky was covered with a layer of haze, and his tears fell uncontrollably. It was the first time he cried very sadly.
"Shengsheng, nothing can happen to you! Absolutely not! Otherwise I will never forgive myself in this life..."
His eyes were frighteningly red, and he, who had always been steady, was as helpless and frightened as a child.
More than ten minutes later.
Shengge was sent to the largest hospital in country A and moved to the emergency room.
Ji Yuting was sitting uneasily outside, looking at the dried blood on his fingertips, his whole body was trembling.
The attack on the road was replayed before my eyes.
That gunshot.
That heavy stick hit the back of the head where the nerves were the most.
He even thought of an iron awl stabbing his heart hard, causing unbearable pain.
His dark eyes gradually grew ruthless, his anger surged to the sky, and violence surged in his chest.
In anger, he called Grenier and yelled at the other party for the first time, "The injury on the back of Shengsheng's head is bleeding. I don't care what method you use. You must find the person who hit Shengsheng within today. I want to find out the person who hit Shengsheng."
He would rather die than live! Pay back all the sins Shengsheng suffered!"
This was the first time Grenier heard that he was on the verge of losing control of his emotions, so he immediately stepped up to do something without hesitation.
Waiting at the door of the emergency room, every minute and second passing by was disappointing.
Ji Yuting suffered without eating or drinking until three hours later, the red light above the head of the emergency room dimmed.
He immediately stood up and saw the nurse pushing Shengge out, who was still awake. He held Shengge's hand tightly and followed her into the general ward.
The doctor said in a calm tone, "Don't worry, at present, there is no particularly serious problem. The coma is caused by the concussion, and the bleeding is only superficial. Judging from the films taken, there is no intracranial congestion."
Ji Yuting breathed an almost inaudible sigh of relief.
However, before the tone was completely gone, the doctor added: "However, her coma is being monitored at all times. If she still cannot wake up after 24 hours, she will have to be sent to the emergency room and try to force her to revive."
"In addition, retrograde amnesia may occur after waking up. It may be short-lived and will recover quickly. You may not be able to remember it in your life. You must be mentally prepared."
This bad news, like a bolt from the blue, made Ji Yuting's heart feel like it was falling into an abyss, and even his breathing was about to stop.
His voice trembled slightly, "You mean, Shengsheng may lose her memory? May she forget me, or forget everything?"
The doctor nodded solemnly, "Yes."
The two of them were communicating next to the bed, not paying any attention to the person on the bed, and faintly woke up.