There is always a smell of excessive secretion of adrenaline in the hospital ward, the solemn expressions of doctors and nurses, not the ticking instruments, the smell of disinfectant mixed with blood, and the motionless people lying on the hospital bed.
people.
Li Yan walked slowly to the bedside, gently pulled up a chair and sat in front of Luo Yuan's hospital bed.
"Why isn't he awake yet?" he asked with a frown.
Behind him, Rong Ye put his hands in his white pockets, "This... is difficult to explain medically."
"You mean that he has now become...a vegetative state?"
"That's not true," Rong Ye sighed, "The vegetative state means that the patient has spontaneous breathing, pulse, blood pressure, and body temperature, but has no speech, consciousness, or thinking ability. After our careful inspection, Luo Yuan's
There is no unconscious state in the brain, look at this."
As he spoke, Rong Ye took out a brain cell distribution map, pointed to a part of the red area on it, and said: "This red area shows that his brain is still in an active thinking state. As for being in a coma, we still need to
Further research.”
Hearing this, Li Yan closed his eyes, opened them again, and stood up with a firm expression, "Well, I'll hand him over to you. At any cost, he must wake up."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Rong Ye grinned slightly and said jokingly: "After all, when he becomes like this, aren't you the first person who should be happy?"
Li Yan paused and rolled his eyes at him, "If you had used such despicable means to keep Mi Ruo by my side, Luo Yuan would have died a hundred times."
If he really wanted Luo Yuan to die, he could have easily killed Luo Yuan a year ago when the Huaer Dance Academy had a conflict with him, so why wait until now.
"Aren't you afraid that when he wakes up, he will snatch your wife away again?"
Li Yan raised his eyes and looked out the window. The sunlight filtered through the branches and fell on the glass window, dancing like stars. He had never thought about this problem. Rong Ye's worries were also his worries.
However, the mark of hurting Mi Ruo has been branded on his back. It is not easy to ask him to let himself go and not care about the past.
He doesn't intend to repeat the mistakes he made in the past. He won't let his feelings become unbalanced again, and he doesn't want to hurt her again.
His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was a ray of sadness in his eyes falling on the ground, and he said faintly: "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid that she will hate me forever."
————Raowu "Satan President Chasing His Fugitive Wife" ————
Time flies so fast, and this month has passed in the blink of an eye.
No matter where she is, she has to face the helplessness of reality. Because of the old leg disease, Mi Ruo has been hit by obstacles everywhere, which makes Mi Ruo flinch a little.
Except for going to the supermarket to buy daily necessities, she basically stayed at home, sleeping, chatting online, and even learned to play games. It seemed comfortable, but in fact it was painful. This kind of home-like life was really no different from a useless person.
Alas, she might go crazy if she stays at home any longer.
She desperately needs a job, whether it's for money or why.
She looked in the mirror, put on her dance practice clothes, and wanted to practice a few moves. The wound on her ankle had already formed a scar, and it was crooked. At first glance, it looked like a centipede winding up her leg.
Subconsciously, she felt that this scar had something to do with Li Yan.
She couldn't help but think of him...
Since that day when she kicked him out of the house in a very shameless manner, the two of them have never seen each other again, and she has not received any more "condolence" calls from him.
The next day, she found a convenience service company in the newspaper, changed the lock on the door, and disposed of all her belongings at home as rubbish, much to the delight of the aunt who collected the waste.
There is not a trace of his breath in the home.
Recalling that when she was in the hospital, his meticulous care, gentle words, and seductive voice all broke down her psychological defenses bit by bit. Fortunately, she held on at the critical moment.
Although she feels a little disappointed in her heart now, she feels that this is something she must experience. At least, she has not had any more dreams about him in the past half month.
Memories of the past do not come like a surge, they come as they come, and the dizziness has obviously slowed down a lot.
In the words of Hao Miaomiao, stay away from "Yan" poison and care for life!
She thought it was funny when she thought about it.
There is a faint scent of lavender in the air. Different from the sweet smell of roses, the scent of lavender is elegant and long-lasting, which can calm your emotions and relax your spirit.
She closed her eyes and sniffed hard, stretched her body a few times, walked to the table and sat down to rest. As soon as she sat down, Hao Miaomiao called.
"Mi Ruo, how about I treat you to dinner tonight?"
She raised her eyebrows and quickly replied: "What, you won the lottery?"
"Shit! You're just stepping on dog poop! How about it? I'll treat you to dinner tonight. You can eat whatever you want, but I'll choose the place."
Mi Ruo thought for a while and said, "To be courteous for nothing is to be either an adulterer or a thief. I smell the smell of conspiracy."
"Where is that? Come on, come on." Hao Miaomiao actually started acting coquettishly.
She smiled happily and responded: "Okay, but you have to help me with a job."
Hao Miaomiao shouted, "You want to find a job? Does your family, Li Yan, allow you to do this?"
"I've kicked him out of the house, he can't control it."
"Isn't it? The sun is coming out from the west? Who is Li Yan? You drove him out of the house?!"
Mi Ruo was unhappy that Hao Miaomiao always mentioned Li Yan and complained: "Don't mention him to me. Tell me quickly whether you agree or not."
"Okay, I'll ask someone right away to see if there's anything suitable for you."
"It's a deal."
"It's hard to chase the horse!"
Mi Ruo didn't expect Hao Miaomiao to be so efficient. He quickly sent her an interview address and told her to arrive on time at six o'clock in the evening, otherwise the interview opportunity would be invalid.
She hung up the phone and started to dress herself up.
Looking down at her training clothes, she couldn't help but think of the beautiful dresses in the locker room. However, she didn't wear them much during this period. Instead, accompanied by Hao Miaomiao, she bought a lot of casual clothes and jeans.
Hao Miaomiao said that dressing like this makes her look more like a student, and no one would think that she is a married woman who is about to get divorced.
I'm going to have an interview today. Should I dress more solemnly? But if I want to wear those beautiful dresses, I have to put on makeup, do my hair, and wear high heels, right?
By the way, you also need to prepare dance clothes.
Thinking like this, Mi Ruo felt that it was getting more troublesome, so she simply went out with only one training uniform.
She came to the agreed address with a feeling of trepidation. This was her first time applying for a job. Although she was nervous, she never expected that the place Hao Miaomiao asked her to come to was actually a nightclub!
She stared at the "Harem" sign in a daze, feeling that it looked familiar, and hesitated whether to go in or not.