Chapter 238: Two hundred and thirty-eight days without waking up

Originally, Cong Ye got up very early every day to exercise in the morning, especially after coming to the Zheng family villa, he practiced with Bai Wei every morning, but this morning, Bai Wei didn't wait for Cong Ye until the sun rose, and she couldn't help but wonder in her heart. After a listless practice of spitting for a while, he returned to the villa, and saw that there was still no shadow of the leaves.

"Sister Allure, have you seen Brother Cong Ye?"

"Didn't you have a morning exercise with Xiaowei?"

"Nope."

Both of them felt that this was too abnormal, especially Yan Chengcheng, who had lived with Cong Ye for nearly a year, and had never seen Cong Ye sleep lazy. The two of them came to the outside of Congye's room together, and tried to knock on the door, but they could not hear the movement inside. Yan Chengcheng stretched out his hand and pushed the door hard, and found that it was locked from the inside. Suddenly, Yan Chengcheng became nervous. Hurriedly found the housekeeper in the villa, opened the door with the key, and saw Cong Ye still lying on the bed and sleeping.

The others who didn't know Congye didn't think anything was abnormal, but Yan Chengcheng and Bai Wei still walked over and tried to wake Congye up. But no matter how the two of them called or shook Cong Ye's body, Cong Ye didn't react at all.

At this time, Zheng Yiyun, Zheng Juan and others also rushed over when they heard the news.

"Mom, uncle, Cong Ye has never slept lazy, what's wrong?"

Try the breathing and heartbeat of Cong Ye, including the body temperature, it is normal, even the heat flow that Bai Wei input into Cong Ye's body, and she didn't find anything abnormal, which frightened everyone.

"Let's call 120 quickly."

The helpless crowd had no choice but to call the hospital's ambulance and send Cong Ye to the hospital. However, the doctors in the hospital, using all means, did not find anything wrong with the bush leaves. Whether it is an electroencephalogram or an electrocardiogram, it is no different from a normal person.

As the saying goes, if you don't have anything to do with yourself, if you don't care about yourself, you're in chaos. Everyone present, except for the Zheng family and Lin Li, are all people who have received the favor of Cong Ye. So they are all very worried, especially Yan Tingcheng, Bai Wei, Zhou Wanrong, Yun Lan, even Zhi Xiaohui and Guo Xiaoqian, and they are no exception.

There was no way, since there was nothing to do in the hospital, he finally took Cong Ye back to the villa, so that it was convenient for everyone to take turns to take care of him.

Yan Chengcheng knew that Bai Wei also had a heat flow similar to Cong Ye in her body, so Bai Wei sat on the side of Cong Ye's bed almost for a moment, so that the heat flow in the two people's bodies was always in a state of fusion and circulation, so that once there was any change in Cong Ye's body, Bai Wei would know it at the first time.

After a day of anxious waiting for everyone, on the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, the leaves still did not move at all, and they still looked like they were asleep. Yan Qingcheng and a few people, although they took turns to stay by Cong Ye's side, no one had the heart to sleep.

By the evening of the twenty-eighth, Yan Chengcheng was already teary-eyed. Zhou Wanrong and Yun Lan had also begun to cry secretly, but Bai Wei was still calm.

"Sister Allure, Brother Cong Ye's body is normal, and there shouldn't be any accidents."

Because she couldn't find the reason why Cong Ye couldn't wake up, Bai Wei didn't have much confidence in what she said.

By the morning of the 29th, the atmosphere of the New Year had long been lost in the villa. Everyone had a sad look on their faces. Zheng Shaoying, who wanted to comfort Zhou Wanrong, never knew what to say.

Zhou Wanrong's mother, Guo Yilian, even thought of praying to God and worshiping Buddha for Cong Ye.

"Sister Zheng, are there any temples and Taoist temples nearby?"

"Yiyun, is there one?"

"There is a chessboard palace in the Qipanshan Forest Park, and the incense is quite prosperous. Pack up, I'll send you there. ”

No one knows, whether Guo Yilian, Zheng Juan and others went to the chessboard palace and the prayers in the Sanqing Palace worked, or for some other reason, on the twenty-ninth night of the lunar month, not long after Guo Yilian and his party returned, Cong Ye, who had been asleep for three days and three nights, muttered a sentence in his mouth, which made everyone present not understand:

"Senior Brother Wuchen, there will be a period later."

Then he opened his eyes.

When Cong Ye saw that the room was full of people, everyone seemed to have tears on their faces, especially Yan Qingcheng, whose eyes were already red and swollen. Seeing that Bai Wei's hands were still tightly tied with his own hands, as if the two of them were cultivating together every day, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously:

"Allure, Xiaowei, what's wrong?"

Yan Qingcheng didn't care about hiding his feelings, hurriedly came to the bedside, pulled Cong Ye's arm, and asked with great concern:

"Cong Ye, what's wrong with you?"

"Not really? Am I fine? ”

"Brother Cong Ye, you have been asleep for three days and three nights, how can you be good?"

"Three days and three nights, how is it possible? I just had a dream, a very bizarre dream. ”

At this time, Cong Ye can be regarded as completely out of the dream and back to reality.

No one asked Cong Ye what he dreamed, Yan Chengcheng didn't want to ask Cong Ye in front of so many people, while others were embarrassed to ask.

"Do you have anything to eat, I'm so hungry."

When Cong Ye stood up, Yan Tingcheng reached out to help him because he was worried.

Because of Cong Ye's matter, everyone in the villa has not had a good meal in the past three days, and now that Cong Ye woke up, Zheng Yiyun immediately ordered the kitchen to make a very hearty dinner, when everyone sat in a group, Cong Ye half a bottle of white wine was in his stomach, Zheng Yiyun suddenly asked:

"Cong Ye, what kind of dream did you have?"

"I dreamed of a man."

"Who?"

"He said, his name is Yan Lingben."

Cong Ye hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to speak up.

As soon as they heard Yan Lingben's three words, Zheng Yiyun, Yan Chengcheng and Lin Li all stopped the chopsticks in their hands, and Zheng Juan's chopsticks fell directly to the floor.

"Cong Ye, who did you say you dreamed of?"

"Yan Lingben."

It stands to reason that with his relationship with Yan Tingcheng, Cong Ye should add the word uncle after Yan Lingben's name, but Yan Lingben in the dream is Cong Ye's senior brother, which makes Cong Ye a little embarrassed, so he can only call him by his name.

Zheng Yiyun was calmer and hurriedly asked Cong Ye:

"What does he look like?"

Cong Ye briefly described it, and Zheng Juan couldn't stop crying before she finished listening.

"It's him, it's really him."

"Cong Ye, have you been dreaming for three days?"

Actually, what Zheng Yiyun wanted to ask was whether Cong Ye had been with Yan Lingben for three days in a coma.

Because Cong Ye suddenly said Yan Lingben's name, almost everyone present was negligent for a while Cong Ye only dreamed of him, and a dream was a strange thing for three days.

"Brother Cong Ye, can a person's dream be done for three days in a row?"

Yun Lan was the only one who was not affected by the content of Cong Ye's dream, it wasn't that she didn't believe what Cong Ye said, she was too surprised by the fact that Cong Ye dreamed for three days.

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