220 She became a vegetable

220 She became a vegetable

"Doctor, save her no matter what, no matter what the cost!"

Shu Shu was pushed into the operating room. The white sheets were stained with blood. There was a blood stain in the corridor. The cleaner quickly took a mop and mopped the floor. Xia Tian Yang paced back and forth. His eyes could already be opened, but they were full of blood.

There were red bloodshot eyes and a lot of biscuit Momo stuck to his eyelashes, but he didn't care about that.

A nurse came up and asked, "Sir, please follow me to the nurse's station to help you clean your eyes."

He looked at the closed door of the operating room and nodded.

He didn't expect it to happen like this. He couldn't see at that time and he didn't know that he parked the car in the middle of the road. He turned on the faucet and put his hands under the faucet to rinse. The red blood that was about to coagulate was washed away little by little.

, the inside of the sink is all red.

The scene was clearly visible and vivid. Under the dark night sky, with a cool wind blowing, Shu Shu shed a lot of blood. There was a large area on the road, so shocking.

The corridor of the hospital was always filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the doctor's sound of opening the door was particularly loud. Xia Yang looked up into the doctor's eyes, his face twisted into a ball. The doctor said that luckily it was delivered in time, but... I'm sorry.

, we cannot predict when the patient will wake up.

Xia Yang didn't know whether he was happy or sad. Fortunately, Shu Shu did not die, but unfortunately, she may never wake up again and became a vegetative state.

——

On this day, the Breeze Cinema was bustling with people. Twenty-four headlights illuminated the stage. The premiere of "Baby Story" was held here. In the nearby Breeze Mall, all the exterior wall advertisements were replaced by

The poster of the animated movie "Baby Story". This animated movie, invested by Lingbai Group and produced by Mokai Animation Studio, has finally been released.

Ling Qiao and Xia Yang hadn't seen each other for a long time. Ling Qiao had lost a lot of weight and had gone through many changes. When he saw Xia Yang, he said, "I thought I wouldn't see you today."

"How come? No matter how busy I am, I will definitely come to this big day today."

"What are you busy with?"

Xia Tianyang smiled, "Isn't it just about animation? Thanks to you, Mokai Animation Studio has become famous, and of course my business has increased."

Ling Qiao nodded happily and said with emotion: "If Shu Shu can see it, she will be very happy."

"Well, yes."

The movie was even more popular than expected, and Ling Qiao added another work to his work exhibition room on the top floor. Now, he has shifted his focus to work again, but every time night falls, he stands on the top of the building and overlooks the city.

At night, he always fantasized about the corner where Shu Shu would live.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk!”

"Come in."

Deng Zijun opened the door and came in, reminding: "President, it's already eleven o'clock."

"Oh, you can get off work. You will get off work when the time comes. You don't have to wait for me."

"and you……"

"I'll sit down for a while."

Deng Zijun nodded, turned and walked out of the office. He frowned. Today is the sixty-second day since Shang Xiaoyun left, and it is also her birthday.

Every year in the past, he always forgot her birthday. When he came home and saw a table of dishes and cakes, he remembered that it was her birthday. He apologized and made sure to remember it next year. He would say this every year.

But this year, he remembered her birthday, but she was no longer here.

After eight years of relationship, the passion has long since faded. Once you get used to each other's habits, everything becomes dull. To Deng Zijun, Shang Xiaoyun is like a left hand. Normally, you don't care too much about it, but once you lose it, you will realize it.

This is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Deng Zijun drove the car and parked the car, only to realize that this was the downstairs of Shang Xiaoyun's house. He leaned out of the car window and looked up, and there was a light on in the living room of Xiaoyun's house.

He thought there must be many friends celebrating her. She was a lively person and she had many friends.

Deng Zijun got out of the car and leaned next to the car door, took out a cigarette and started smoking. It was late autumn, and the temperature began to drop sharply in the middle of the night. He was only wearing a thin windbreaker, and the cold wind blew on his face like a scratch.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in the window. He looked closely and saw that it was Xiaoyun, his Xiaoyun. His heart instantly twisted into a ball.

He knew that she had also seen him, and he wished she could give him another chance. He would definitely cherish it.

Shang Xiaoyun quickly went in and closed the curtains. The lights in the room were blocked, making it difficult for Deng Zijun downstairs to distinguish which floor was her home.

Deng Zijun lowered his head sadly and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was twelve o'clock in one minute. He suddenly remembered that he had not had time to say happy birthday to her. He was typing words clumsily. He did not dare to type too many words for fear of not having enough time. "

"Happy Birthday" was successfully sent before twelve o'clock.

At this time, the familiar text message ringtone rang in his ears, and Deng Zijun followed the sound. Shang Xiaoyun was standing at the door of the apartment building, looking straight at him.

Deng Zijun threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stood up and walked forward. Shang Xiaoyun picked up her mobile phone and read the text message. It was like this every year, four short words, and she refused to say one more word.

"Do you still remember that today is my birthday?" Shang Xiaoyun said first.

Deng Zijun walked up to her and nodded silently.

Shang Xiaoyun looked at him, looking at him through the street lights. He was thinner, haggard, his eye sockets were deep, and the stubble on his chin was hard and prickly. She touched it as before, frowned and said:

"Why don't you shave yourself cleanly? Are you acting decadent and pretending to be mature?"

Deng Zijun looked at her straightly. She was finally willing to come out to see him. They had not seen each other for only two months, but it was a long wait for him. He was a little excited, touched his chin, and said sheepishly:

"I just didn't shave for a day. I went to bed too late at night and overslept in the morning, so I forgot to shave."

Shang Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at him, "Then it's getting late today."

Deng Zijun smiled and wanted to say something, but stopped. That day she asked Ling Qiao to tell him that she needed time to calm down, so she left without giving him any more news. He resisted the urge and did not look for her or call her.

When he called her, he was afraid that he would do something wrong again and make her angry. He deserved such suffering.

"You have nothing to say to me?"

"I..." Deng Zijun was so nervous that he stammered, "Xiaoyun, student... happy birthday."

"It's past twelve o'clock. Well, since you have nothing to say, I'll go up. Thank you."

"Xiaoyun..." Deng Zijun was anxious and quickly took her hand. Her hand was very cold, which made him feel distressed. "Xiaoyun, please forgive me, I can't live without you."

The warmth of Deng Zijun's palm slowly spread to her. She looked up at him and said, "Why didn't you think of this when you went to bed with her?"

Deng Zijun was filled with regret and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." At this moment, he no longer knew what to say."

Shang Xiaoyun sighed and said, "Why haven't you called me in the past two months? Not even text messages."

Deng Zijun said dullly: "You said you needed time and asked me not to look for you, so I won't disturb you and let you calm down."

"What if I completely calm down with you and then go find someone else?"

"Then I can only wish you happiness."

"You...you are really going to make me mad. If I don't come down, you won't go upstairs to find me, right? Forget it, it's all in vain for me to ask."

Deng Zijun looked at Shang Xiaoyun belatedly and said calmly: "Have you forgiven me?"

"You think beautifully!"

Deng Zijun smiled. His Xiaoyun loved to talk nonsense. She would only ignore people when she was really angry. "Xiaoyun, I'm sorry, I really won't do it anymore." Deng Zijun spoke sharply, and his voice became tough and smooth.

.

Shang Xiaoyun reached out and pinched his cheek, pinching it hard, "If you dare to make another mistake, I will castrate you directly!"

Deng Zijun grabbed her hand, kissed it and put it on her chest, "No, I will never do it. I only love you in this world, and you are the only one who treats me best."

Shang Xiaoyun's nose became sore after hearing this, and she cried out all the grievances she had suffered these days. Deng Zijun panicked and was a little at a loss, "Xiaoyun, I really can't do it anymore. Don't cry. This is the period when you left me."

Every day, I am confused, like an abacus bead, I do whatever the president asks me to do. Sometimes I really admire the president, he can still work seriously when something like that happened to Shu Shu."

"That's because there is nothing he can do if he can't see Shu Shu, but can't you come and see me? I said don't look for me and you really don't look for me. You deserve a beating."

Deng Zijun picked up her hand and slapped his face, "Yes, yes, I deserve a beating. If I deserve a beating, just hit me until your anger subsides."

Shang Xiaoyun retracted her hand and said, "Don't hit me, your beard is too prickly."

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and Deng Zijun immediately took off his windbreaker and put it on her body, "It's almost winter, so you don't want to wear more clothes."

His body temperature and scent were left on the windbreaker, and Shang Xiaoyun felt warm in her heart, "Aren't you cold?" Seeing that he was only wearing a thin shirt.

Deng Zijun shook his head, but immediately shivered again. It was cold, why wasn't it cold?

Shang Xiaoyun took his hand and said, "Let's go up."

"Are you not angry anymore? Do you really forgive me?"

"Go up and beat you again!"

——

Winter is coming, and it snowed heavily in Hokkaido all night long, covering the ground with a thick layer. The warm sunshine in the morning shines through the blinds, and the quiet and tidy ward suddenly feels a little warmer.

Xia Yang opened the door and came in, holding a bouquet of pink roses in his hand. He walked to the hospital bed, looked at the person on the bed, and said softly: "It's time to get up, the sun is shining on your buttocks."

He stood blankly for a while, pursed his lips and smiled, "Look, these flowers are so beautiful, you must like them very much." He turned around and walked to the window sill, took out the shriveled crape myrtle in the vase, and inserted the rose in it.

Looking out the window at the vast expanse of white, he smiled slightly, which looked particularly beautiful against the winter sunshine. "Shu Shu, wake up, I'll take you to ski."
Chapter completed!