It's foggy.

Raising his hand to open the window, the mist rushed in with the wind, Si Huayue couldn't help but shiver, it was so cold.

Dust mist, flower petals, and fallen leaves flew in the courtyard, screaming desperately.

The sky suddenly became overcast, and the cool and wet wind blew more and more tightly, as if it was about to rain.

Remembering that his clothes were still drying outside, Si Huayue hurriedly got up and walked out.

The small courtyard in the dense fog is both familiar and unfamiliar.

I turned around and didn't find any clothes.

The fog became thicker and thicker, and it was white in all directions.

I wanted to go back, but I found that the road was locked by a thick fog, and I couldn't tell the direction.

Going around and around, Si Huayue was shocked to find that he was lost-in his own courtyard.

I wanted to shout loudly, but I couldn't make a sound, and my throat was like a block of cotton, and I even felt difficult to breathe.

The eyes are full of white mist, and the ears are full of screams of madness and despair, it's so noisy!

The bursts of urine made Si Huayue feel a little uncomfortable, but no matter how she walked around, she just couldn't find the way to come, let alone the toilet.

Just as Si Huayue was rampage through the yard like a headless fly, a person walked over in the fog.

This man was dressed very strangely, with a wide robe and large sleeves, like an ancient man.

When the distance was shortened, Si Huayue was pleasantly surprised to find that the person who came was actually Bian Jie, wearing a green surgical gown, he should have just undergone surgery, and she thought he was wearing an ancient costume.

Every time she needs help the most, Bian Jie will always appear by her side in time, accompany her crazy, accompany her to mess around, make her happy, take care of her so carefully, and spoil her like a princess.

She wanted to catch up and let Bian Jie take her out of here.

But before she could take a step, she noticed a woman in a suit and leather shoes walking out from behind Bian Jie.

Why does this woman look so familiar?

She raised her arm to shake off the fog in front of her to see the man's face, and the woman opposite actually made the same movements as her.

She looked at the woman in a daze, and the woman looked at her in a daze.

The two of them seem to be looking in the mirror, she moves, she moves, she is still, she is still.

The only difference is that she wears glasses, and Si Huayue does not.

But Si Huayue found that his eyesight seemed to be declining, Bian Jie's face was getting more and more blurry, and the distance seemed to be getting farther and farther.

No, it's not that I can't see clearly, but Bian Jie is really leaving.

In a hurry, the cotton blocked in her throat was spit out, and she could finally speak freely.

"Bian Jie, Bian Jie, don't leave me!"

She waved her arms vigorously, but Bian Jie didn't even look at her, took the hand of the woman who looked like her, and walked back into the thick fog.

"Bian Jie, Bian Jie......"

"Doctor, doctor, call the doctor quickly, Xiaoyue is awake!"

Si Huayue's waving arms were pinned, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears, sounding like an electric kettle.

She opened her eyes with great effort, and in the fog, she was blinking excitedly at her with a pair of large blue eyes under her eyes.

"Electric kettle?" Si Huayue asked in a hoarse voice with some uncertainty.

Si Huayue's awakening first made Chu Meiqin happy, and then heard her call her an electric kettle, and her joy was immediately replaced by anger.

She knew what the kettle represented, and she didn't understand why it was electrified. But it certainly won't mean good.

There have been so many bad things happening in the past two days that she no longer has the energy to mess with her daughter over a nickname.

"Lie down honestly, and the doctor will come and examine you in a moment. Chu Meiqin glanced at the infusion needle on the back of Si Huayue's hand, and found that it had not been touched, so she let go of the hand that was pressing her arm.

Closing his eyes vigorously, the memories before the coma suddenly flooded into his mind, Si Huayue hurriedly looked around, and asked, "Where am I? Where is Si Huacheng? What about Yuan He? What about Ma Daha? What about Gu Yi? What about culture? Have you caught it?"

"What's the mess?" Hearing Si Huayue say a lot of names, Chu Meiqin rolled her eyes.

"You are in the hospital, your brother is in the company, Yuan He has returned to prison, how can I know where Gu Yi is. Who is Madahar? Who is the culture? I don't know. ”

While talking, two doctors in white coats came in from outside the door, and Huang Ranran, who went to call the doctor, also returned to the ward together.

After some examination, one of the older doctors said to Chu Meiqin: "Mr. Chu, the patient's fever has subsided, and all the physical indicators are quite normal. ”

"Dr. Chen, sorry for your trouble, thank you. ”

After being polite with the doctor, Chu Meiqin and Huang Ranran sent people to the door together.

Turning around, Chu Meiqin found that Si Huayue had pulled out the infusion needle, sat on the edge of the bed, and was leaning over to hook the slippers under the hospital bed with her feet.

"Eh, Xiaoyue, what are you going to do? Be careful not to tear open the wound on your shoulder. Huang Ranran hurriedly ran over and stopped Si Huayue.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to pee, suffocate to death!" Si Huayue waved Huang Ranran away, put on his slippers, and went straight to the bathroom.

Seeing the bathroom door closed, Huang Ranran said to Chu Meiqin: "Mom, Aunt Fan just called and said that she wanted to take a day off, today is her day to visit her son, she doesn't dare to call you, for fear of disturbing Xiaoyue's rest, let me tell you." ”

Chu Meiqin nodded abruptly and said, "Yes, it's the end of the month, and I'm so busy that I forget all the days." ”

Aunt Fan is the nanny of Chu Meiqin's family, a divorced single woman, her son is given to the man, and she has visitation rights every month, at the end of the month. In order to earn more money, she only takes one day off every month, which is the day she visits her son at the end of the month.

"Go back and call your dad and Watson & Band and tell them that lunch will be settled by the two of them. Chu Meiqin said to Huang Ranran.

"Okay, Mom. Huang Ranran responded obediently, then glanced at the direction of the bathroom, and whispered: "Mom, did you hear it just now, Xiaoyue called Bian Jie in her dream." ”

Chu Meiqin sighed, "How can you not hear it and shout so loudly." ”

Walking to the chair next to the bed and sitting down, Chu Meiqin glanced at the mobile phone on the table with some worry.

During Si Huayue's coma, Bian Jie did not call, but sent at least ten messages.

Chu Meiqin didn't see the content of the message, because she set the password, she couldn't unlock it, but when the message came in, the phone would light up, and the screen displayed "convenient boyfriend".

On the second day of Qixi Festival, Si Huayue showed Chu Meiqin Bian Jie's information, because it was easy to remember, so Chu Meiqin knew that her convenient boyfriend was Bian Jie.

has already made it clear to Si Huayue that Bian Jie's ex-wife looks similar to her, and if she continues to intervene, I am afraid it will be counterproductive.

Chu Meiqin knows better than anyone what her daughter's temper is, so she feels helpless.

"Feng Shun's hospital has been contacted?" asked Chu Meiqin.

"After contacting, as long as this side says that it can be transferred to the hospital, an ambulance will be sent to pick people up. But ......"

Huang Ranran stopped talking and looked at the direction of the bathroom again.

"What's the matter, just say. Chu Meiqin urged.

"Mom, Huacheng contacted the municipal hospital. Huang Ranran said.

Chu Meiqin was just about to open her mouth and say that she would let Si Huacheng change hospitals, but after thinking about it again, this matter cannot be solved by hiding or delaying, and she has to face it.

Perhaps, this time when I go back, this thing will take a turn for the better?

She sighed helplessly in her heart.

I didn't expect my daughter to like Bian Jie's type.

She quickly went through in her mind the men she had seen and heard of who were the same age as Si Huayue, and finally found that none of these people were similar to Bian Jie.

"Eh, why haven't you come out after going in for so long?" Huang Ranran walked to the door of the bathroom suspiciously, knocked on the door, and asked, "Xiaoyue, do you need help?"

After a while, Si Huayue's voice came from inside, "Briefs, sanitary napkins for emergency!"

Huang Ranran glanced at Chu Meiqin, Chu Meiqin was stunned for a moment, and when she understood what it meant, she hurriedly got up like a lightning strike and lifted the quilt that Si Huayue had just covered, and it was red.