Chapter 250 Song Yishan Becomes an Empty Shell Without a Soul
"Aunt Song, is it true that... Song Yishan hasn't... woken up yet?"
Qiao Jinling felt uneasy. She looked at Song Jingyan's face, hoping to find evidence from this face.
Song Jingyan and Sun Huifang looked at each other. How did this child know that Song Yishan fainted? It was clearly Qiao Jinling who fainted, and Song Yishan fainted from behind. They were one after the other. How could she know what happened next?
"Lingling, you just woke up. Don't worry. You were unconscious for three days and three nights. It scared your mother to death. Take it easy first and we'll talk about it later."
Sun Huifang came up with a delaying strategy, first to make her daughter less anxious, and then slowly told her that Song Yishan also fainted and has not woken up yet.
But Qiao Jinling had already guessed the answer from the expressions of the two of them. Song Yishan must have not woken up, which meant that he did not come back with him, he was still in that time and space.
Qiao Jinling closed her eyes, her tears couldn't help but fall down and seep into the pillow. She had expected this result a long time ago. Such a good Song Yishan just lay there quietly, keeping breathing, leaving only a shell, but his soul did not come back.
Seeing Qiao Jinling stop talking, Sun Huifang thought she had listened to her words, so she brought a glass of warm water and helped her daughter get up to drink it.
Qiao Jinling didn't want her mother to worry. After all, being comatose for three days and three nights was really scary.
After drinking some water, Qiao Jinling felt that her throat felt much better. She leaned on the bedside and looked at the darkness outside. I wonder if it was already dark when Song Yishan was in that time and space?
What should he do there?
"Lingling is awake, right? It's great. If you don't wake up, dad will have to burn incense and worship Buddha."
Qiao Qianqian walked into the ward in a dusty manner. He really had no choice. The hospital had done a full set of examinations and there was nothing wrong at all. His daughter seemed to be asleep, but she was unconscious. He didn't know when she would wake up.
Coming here, Qiao Xiangqian could only pin his hopes on the illusory ghosts and gods.
"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry for making you worried. Can I go see Song Yishan?"
Qiao Jinling was worried about him the most right now. If only a body was left, she would have to take a look.
"The visiting hours have passed. Doctor Song is taking care of you over there. When it gets bright tomorrow, mom will take you there with her, okay, my dear?"
As Sun Huifang spoke, she couldn't help wiping away her tears. There was such a young man lying there unconscious, not knowing when he would wake up. Anyone who looked at it would be tempted to shed tears.
Song Jingyan took off work and devoted herself to taking care of him. Sun Huifang originally had no hope, but she didn't expect Qiao Jinling to wake up, and maybe Song Yishan would wake up tomorrow too.
"Okay, Mom."
After Qiao Jinling finished speaking, she closed her eyes and stopped talking. She wanted to tell her parents where she had been these past few days, and she even knew where Song Yishan was. But if she said such words, she might be sent to jail.
Mental hospital.
She could only swallow this huge secret by herself. The only person in the world who could know this secret was Song Yishan.
Qiao Jinling had many dreams. She thought she had returned to that time and space and had done many things. When she woke up, she was surprised to find that it was just a dream.
She is a little confused now.
Is what happened in the past reality or just a dream? Or maybe what she is experiencing now is also a long, long dream. She did not wake up from the dream, she just thought it was reality.
True and false, illusory and real, no wonder Zhuang Zhou would express such emotion, wondering whether he had turned into a butterfly, or whether the butterfly had turned into himself.
Just the next day, when the sun shone on her face, Qiao Jinling felt the reality.
This kind of melting warmth is not available in dreams. The slight burning sensation on the skin makes every pore come alive, absorbing the natural energy of heaven and earth.
Qiao Jinling knew that she had really come back, back to the era where she had been reborn for more than ten years.
She was a little hungry, so she ate a big bowl of millet porridge brought by her father, which made Qiao Xiangqian burst into tears. She could eat, which meant she was about to recover.
After eating, Qiao Jinling simply washed up and got out of bed for the first time with the help of her mother.
The moment he stepped on the ground, Qiao Jinling understood what "down to earth" meant. This sense of reality coming from the earth was so real.
"Let's go and take a look at Song Yishan. Maybe he will wake up today too."
Sun Huifang is always optimistic. She feels sorry for her daughter, and of course she also feels sorry for Song Yishan. In her heart, she has long regarded Song Yishan as her own child, and the two children will be together sooner or later.
The corridor of the ward is very long.
The green wall skirt extends into the distance, as if going into the depths of the light.
"Mom, I had a dream. It was very long. I went to another time and space, where I was a child."
Qiao Jinling told her mother what happened as a dream. She suddenly thought that maybe many people had experienced magical things and could not tell them with their mouths. They could only tell them through dreams. No matter how bizarre the dream was, it was not an exaggeration.
"Was mom still very young at that time?"
Sun Huifang followed her daughter's words and said that she had also had a dream about going back to the past.
"My mother is still very young now. In Lingling's heart, my mother will always be the best mother."
Qiao Jinling saw that Sun Huifang had gray hair on her temples, and she worried about her mother a lot. Even though she now lives a good life and has abundant material resources, her mother still loves to worry so much.
"You are still so good at saying beautiful things. My daughter is indeed back."
Sun Huifang held Qiao Jinling's shoulders and lay there for three days and three nights. Her already slender body became even thinner.
The face is not so bulging, and the pointed chin is exposed, looking pitiful. Only a pair of big eyes, which are getting brighter and clearer, seem to be able to see through many things, straight to the bottom of the heart, but only in a flash.
, cast another layer of innocence and cuteness.
Arriving at the door of the ward, Sun Huifang knocked on the door, and it was Song Jingyan who opened the door.
Song Jingyan came to see Qiao Jinling yesterday, but Qiao Jinling was still in a coma at that time and did not take a closer look. Today, when she saw it during the day, it was obvious to the naked eye that she was much haggard.
As for this nephew, Song Jingyan took care of this son for his younger brother. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be like this. He made an overseas phone call. Song Jingxing was also anxious and was contacting foreign doctors to send his son out for treatment.
The adults were talking with sad faces. Qiao Jinling looked at Song Yishan in the ward with mixed feelings in her heart. The man who was so lively and impassioned before and said that he would cook for her for the rest of his life was just lying on the bed, motionless and without a soul.