After finishing speaking, Teacher Zhu walked to the door, took out the key, bent down, carefully inserted the key into the door lock, and then gently opened the door.
Teacher Zhu put her index finger to her mouth and made a silent gesture. As soon as she made this gesture, I almost couldn't breathe. Then she waved her hand and motioned for me to come in.
I walked in quietly. As soon as I entered the room, I smelled a strong smell of medicine. I frowned and felt a little distressed. How many intravenous drips and medicines did this girl take?
?It’s almost like a fermented medicine jar.
I glanced around and saw that Zhang Miaomiao's room was tidy overall. There was a wardrobe next to the door and a desk next to it. There were a lot of books piled on the desk, as well as Zhang Miaomiao's pink schoolbag.
The milky white patterned curtains drooped, which could not completely block the sunlight outside the window. The whole room was still relatively bright, but the curtains blocked the gorgeous sunlight, which gave an indescribable sense of oppression.
Zhang Miaomiao was lying on a single bed, covered with a thick milky-white quilt. She was wearing pink pajamas, which made her face look a little pale. Her hair was not as black and shiny as before, and she was a little more pale.
Dry and a bit messy.
Her once beautiful and talkative big eyes were now tightly closed. She must have really fallen asleep. Her right hand was receiving an intravenous drip.
I looked at the hanging infusion bottle. The medicine in the bottle was injected into Zhang Miaomiao's body drop by drop through the plastic needle. Drop by drop, like tears, flowing so quietly.
I stood in front of Zhang Miaomiao's hospital bed and looked at Zhang Miaomiao lying in bed. I felt a little hesitant and dazed for a moment.
It's been a long time since we last met. A beautiful girl has become so thin and haggard. It really makes people feel distressed. It's all my fault. It's all my fault.
Teacher Zhu saw the sad and self-blaming look on my face, and patted my shoulder gently to comfort me. Then she made another gesture, which meant that she wanted me to stay here while she went out to get busy.
I didn't speak, just nodded. Teacher Zhu breathed a long sigh of relief, forced a smile to me, and then closed the door gently.
In the whole room, only me, who blamed myself, and Zhang Miaomiao, who was sleeping, were left.
The surroundings were suffocatingly quiet, with only the sound of heartbeats and the ticking of drips.
Thinking of the medicine prescribed by the doctor, a heart ailment requires careful medicine. So, am I not Zhang Miaomiao's medicine guide? But, now that I am here, can I make her condition less severe or worse?
With a trace of worry, I stared at Zhang Miaomiao, who was lying quietly on the bed, with tears still clearly visible on her delicate and pale face. She slept so quietly and so weakly.
At this moment, my whole heart is placed on Zhang Miaomiao. She was once so sunny, but now she is so gloomy and haggard.
Suddenly, I saw Zhang Miaomiao, who was sleeping, with two lines of tears slowly falling from her eyes. She was obviously asleep, but she was crying. Oh my god, why was she in her sleep?
Also shed tears, feel sad, feel sad too?
I felt that my heart was really hurting. I really couldn't bear to read any more. I stood up gently, slowly put the two bags of White Rabbit toffee I had brought over on the small cabinet beside her bed, and turned around.
When you pass, you have to leave.
"Brother Liang, do you want to leave?"
Just when I turned around and was about to take steps, I heard Zhang Miaomiao's soft and hoarse voice.