The two of them stopped talking and slept another night. Her condition got better and better, and she was able to leave the ward for relevant examinations.
When they arrived at the examination room, Dr. Su took her wheelchair from Song Jingye and said, "The family members will stay." He took her in for examination alone, leaving Song Jingye outside the door.
After a detailed examination, "I'm recovering well. I can try to get out of bed and walk on my own after I go back soon."
"Okay." Chen Ning responded.
Dr. Su did not push her out of the ward immediately, but looked at her and said inexplicably: "Bless you."
Chen Ning thought she was blessing her injury for getting better.
Doctor Su shook his head: "I wish you to meet a man worth trusting for life. Song Jingye is worthy."
Because of her words, Chen Ning asked back: "Did he have a hard time while I was in coma?"
Dr. Su was silent for a moment: "It's been very hard for you too. Once you had a cardiac arrest and it took almost ten minutes to rescue you before you recovered. He was standing next to you at the time. I was thinking that if you didn't rescue him that day, he would never recover.
It should be over."
"Luckily you're okay"
After coming out of Dr. Su's examination room, Chen Ning only remembered that sentence, "He should be finished for the rest of his life."
Looking at Song Jingye who was approaching, her eyes turned red again.
He hurriedly asked: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
She shook her head: "Uncle, can you help me up and walk around?"
"Okay." Song Jingye helped her up, and she almost leaned on him. She walked a few steps, stopped a few, and slowly moved to the ward.
"uncle."
"Um?"
"Have you read the "Letter to My Wife" written by Lin Juemin to his wife?"
"Seen."
"There is a sentence in it that impressed me deeply, 'It is better for you to die before me than for me to die first.' The main idea is that it is better for you to die before me than for me to die first."
Her tone was very slow, and Song Jingye's hand holding her stiffened. It was a suicide note, and he didn't like hearing the word death.
Chen Ninghui paused for a while, then continued: "When I was in high school for the first time, he said he wanted his wife to die first because she was weak. If he died first, my wife might not be able to bear the pain.
I was so sad that I would rather my wife die first and let him bear the grief. At that time, I was ignorant about love, but I was shocked and fascinated by their sympathetic love."
"Uncle, how lucky I am to have met you, to have met such love, and to have made me so happy."
"But, uncle, please allow me to be selfish. If I really want to die, I will die before you because I can't bear the grief of losing you. Do you understand?"
"I saved you mostly because of myself. Don't blame yourself, don't feel guilty, and don't doubt your own incompetence. Uncle, in my heart, you will always be a man who stands upright."
So cheer up, uncle. She added this in her mind.
Song Jingye's heart, which had been tightening and unable to let go, suddenly fell apart at this moment, and those suppressed emotions surged out from the bottom of his heart. They were relieved and had an outlet to vent.