It's so cold, and the surroundings are so cold. Why don't my limbs listen to the brain? My eyes are so tired. I want to close my eyes and rest for a while, but I can't!

When my mother came out of the emergency room, she was lying on the hospital bed with a drip on her hand. The doctor looked at her father with a very disgusting expression. At this time, the father didn't know what to say to make up for his mistakes. If the apology was useful, I believe he would be willing to kneel on the ground to express his apology to his mother at this moment.

But at this time, my mother closed her eyes and looked at the other side. No matter how my father apologized, she was unwilling to look at him. In fact, what she resented was not that the table that smashed over hurt her. But if my mother hadn't reacted quickly at that time, I might have died. Thinking of this, my mother's tears also came out, wetting the pillow on the hospital bed. The slight sobbing made my father feel guilty for a few days.

I cried all night when I was sent to the grandmother. Although I seemed to know nothing at that time, I seemed to feel my mother's pain. Although I have no memory, I firmly believe that when I saw my mother being injured, my heart must be as painful as if I was pierced by a sharp knife, so I cried all night, and my grandmother and my grandmother didn't sleep well.

God knows how this night passed. The night set off the pain that the whole family penetrated into the bones of the bones, and tears filled this night that could not be survived.

At that time, many people seemed to be hospitalized. Because my mother came late, the doctor forced me to clean up a very remote ward and let my mother stay for the time being. I don’t know what happened in this room. In such a hot season, it made people feel a little chill. My mother didn’t care because she was sad. Instead, the sensitive father always felt something was wrong.

My father didn't close his eyes all night. He wanted to stare at his mother's drip and ask the doctor to change the medicine at any time, but even so, it did not win the mother's forgiveness. She kept her eyes closed and endured the pain from her back. She occasionally showed a frown expression, but she would never say a word.

The ribs were broken and needed a stent. The stent in the hospital was used up at that time. My mother could only wait for one night to wait for the doctor to go to the provincial capital to buy it tomorrow. The doctors also apologized for this. Although my father got angry at the doctor for a while, my mother didn't care at all. What she was most worried about at this time was me who was crying loudly.

The next day, the grandmother took me to the hospital early in the morning. On the one hand, she thought it would be better for me to stay with my mother and would be more at ease, not to mention that I can only drink breast milk now. On the other hand, I am too noisy and it will be difficult for the old couple to sleep.

It's strange to say that, I was crying and stopped crying when I saw my mother lying on the hospital bed, and wanted to break free from the grandmother's arms. My mother also forced herself to endure the pain and sat up and hugged me.

"Zhang Hua, are you okay? Your uncle asked me to bring some money to treat you. Some things will also bring you some replenishment. This is all Minfeng's fault. I will ask your uncle to teach him a good lesson later!"

The mother just nodded and ignored what the grandmother said. It was a trivial matter to see that her son was fine and she suffered no matter how much he suffered.

The father originally wanted to hug his son, but he gave up the idea just as he was about to reach out. He remembered what he did yesterday and stood up and wanted to go out to smoke. The two of them were awkward all night. He now needed nicotine to help him relieve his guilt, but as soon as he walked out of the ward, he ran into a young grandfather with milk and supplements.

The young grandfather is a sensible person. He knew that this matter was completely his father's mistake. He lost money and went to his house to get angry and hurt his wife. When he came, he had already planned to teach his father a lesson. He put the things on the cabinet beside his mother's bed and grabbed his father and ran out of the hospital to teach him a lesson.

The grandmother originally wanted to sit next to her mother and talk to her, but her mother looked at me on her own as if she didn't want to say a word:

"I have sent you all the money and children. You are here to recover from your injuries. If you need anything, just say, I will ask your uncle to deliver it to you, and I will go back first."

The answer to her was still a nod from her mother, and the grandmother nodded awkwardly and turned away.

At this moment, my mother's face began to turn pale. I don't know why I felt a little obedient around me at that time, and I felt like I wanted to break free in my mother's arms. My mother's body began to become cold, and she began to whisper some things that I couldn't understand, and her eyes began to move left and right involuntarily. At that time, I didn't know anything, and I didn't know what happened to my mother, but just wanted to get out of her arms, because I felt that the person was not my mother!

My father, who was taught a lesson by his little grandfather, walked upstairs with his head down and saw my pale mother and me trying to break free. My father tentatively carried me out of my mother's arms. Unexpectedly, my mother did not resist, and she lay down the moment I left her arms. My father thought that my mother might be in so much pain, so he hugged me out and urged the doctor to put the bracket on my mother.

My mother still looked like she didn't want to pay attention to her father. He felt that his wife was still angry with him, so she hugged me and looked at her mother quietly. Her eyes looked out the window. My father didn't know what she was looking at, but he didn't want to disturb her, so he hugged me to comfort me. Soon, I fell asleep in my father's arms.

Looking at my mother outside the window, there were only white eyeballs in her pupils!

Soon, the day passed. The doctor did not notice anything abnormal when putting the stent on my mother. My mother's snow-white face should be caused by the pain. My father put me next to my mother and went out to the hospital cafeteria to get food.

He didn't know that something very strange happened after he left!

Sure enough, many people came to the hospital ward. My father lined up for a long time to buy two meals. There were two things on his way back that made him feel very uncomfortable:

The first thing was that there were three patients living in a ward around the corner of the corridor. They were quiet on weekdays and basically had no sounds. At most, they were chatting with their relatives. However, when my father walked over, he heard a painful wail from a middle-aged patient inside.

The second thing was that when my father was about to walk to the ward where his mother lived, he looked at a room in front of him. There were a few words on it covered by a spider web, but standing outside the room, there was a feeling of making people feel cold behind him. After his father opened the spider webs thousands, three words suddenly appeared: the morgue.

My father walked into my mother's ward with two meals uneasily. My mother was still looking out the dark window with her head on her face. But I was crying and there seemed to be some signs of injury on my neck. My father was very curious. So he picked me up and looked carefully. If someone came in to hurt this room, I believe my mother would rush up and fight with others desperately, but my mother seemed to be nothing unusual.

So the only thing that could hurt me was my mother, but on weekdays, my mother always spoiled me like a baby, so how could she hit me? The only explanation was that I accidentally injured myself, and my mother put me by the bedside because of her physical reasons.

My father thought so and put the meal aside:

"Zhang Hua, it's time to eat."

The mother lay on the hospital bed and nodded. This was the only answer that her mother had answered to her father in one night. The father felt that his wife might have begun to forgive him. She smiled and opened the lunch box to help her get up and feed her, but the mother moved her body and didn't want her to touch her.

So my father hugged me and wanted to find someone to solve the two previous doubts in his heart. It just so happened that his wife didn't want to see her and let her have a meal with peace of mind.

He found a nurse on duty standing at the door of the ward:

"Hey, nurse, can you tell me what the silly person in the ward is like."

The nurse looked up and saw the father holding a cute baby. Perhaps it was a woman's natural mother. The nurse touched my head and began to answer my father:

"I don't know what's going on. I just kept howling. The doctor went to see it and found no problem. Maybe it was because the wound was so painful."

The father nodded:

"What's going on in the morgue in my wife's ward? How could it be repaired next to the ward?"

The nurse frowned, she didn't seem to want to mention this:

"Actually, there was no such morgue before, but a woman suddenly died in this hospital. The death was so tragic. But no one knew how she died, and no family member came to claim her. The director at that time thought that there was no morgue in the hospital, so he temporarily asked the county to repair one. Because she didn't know her name, she couldn't contact her family and couldn't be buried, so she kept it in it. There were basically no serious illnesses in this hospital. There were basically no one who used the morgue over the years. Later, because the corpse had to be cremated by the director, and the morgue was abandoned, so you don't have to be afraid, there was nothing inside."

After listening to the nurse's explanation, my father felt that nothing was wrong. It was normal for a person to die, not to mention that there was nothing in the morgue. The nurse held me and played for a while before taking me back to the ward.

However, when he walked to his mother's ward, he saw the morgue, but there was still a smoky feeling behind him, and he always felt that something was about to come out of it.
Chapter completed!