The "tick, tick ......" monitor makes a regular noise, indicating that the person lying on the bed still has signs of life.

Chonghua was sent to the hospital from the beginning of his coma, and his parents both worked abroad, so he had to ask a nurse to take care of him. Rao was like this, and neither of the two returned to China to see his unconscious daughter.

Lu Ningyuan sat on the small sofa next to the bed, holding Chonghua's diary in his hand and flipping through the pages page by page.

The diary from Chonghua junior high school to the beginning of psychotherapy is here.

In his diary, Chonghua described countless times the small courtyard where the second lady lived, the thin clothes, the uneven hot and cold meals, and the finches that always accompanied him.

Lu Ningyuan pinched his eyebrows, he had seen the finch die tragically in his dream last time. Now Chonghua has no one to rely on. That Dongfang Xu is modest and gentle on his face, but he is actually not a good man and a woman.

The old grandmother said that it is not advisable to dream too often. Otherwise, let alone save Chonghua from waking up, even he himself may fall into it and never wake up again.

Mu Jingran walked in with two cups of coffee. There are well-equipped facilities near the hospital, not only do donut shops coax children to be less afraid of going to the hospital to get needles, but also Starbucks and other fast food restaurants provide hot coffee to tired doctors.

"Are there any secrets in Chonghua's diary that are not known to ordinary people?" Mu Jingran is usually very good-looking detective suspense movies, and when Lu Ningyuan found her for help from her, he participated with curiosity.

Lu Ningyuan took the coffee and thanked him, shaking his head with a gloomy face.

If it weren't for the second lady who knew some shocking secrets, how could Chonghua's soul be involved to live the rest of her life for her.

"It's like a game, you can only play it, but you can't save it and rest." Mu Jingran looked at Chonghua, who was getting haggard on the bed. Survive completely on instruments and bits and pieces.

A large number of doctors have examined and done all the tests they can do, but none of them can explain why Chonghua is asleep. In the eyes of ordinary people, Chonghua is like a vegetative person, but in fact, she is not brain dead, and her body functions have not declined. It's just that because of malnutrition, I'm getting thinner and thinner.

"Is it true that after living a life for that second lady, Chonghua will wake up?" Mu Jingran stood up, walked to the side of the bed, stretched out her slender fingers coated with red kodan, and slowly smoothed the black green silk that Chonghua had spread on the pillow.

Lu Ningyuan drank coffee in silence.

In the dream, Chonghua's mind was drowsy, and he could only feel an unnatural pain in his neck.

Suddenly remembered that he was stunned by someone. A stirring spirit got up from his seat.

Jinghua and Shui Yue, who were guarding the bedside, were attracted by the movement on the bed, and when they saw Chonghua waking up, they threw themselves on the side of the bed.

"Miss, you're finally awake. The servants are going to die with fear. "Shui Yue has a softer temperament and loves to cry tightly.

Jinghua calmly checked whether Chonghua still had a fever, and brought honey water to Chonghua to drink.

"Me, where is I?" Chonghua opened his mouth, but found that his voice was slightly hoarse.

Shui Yue wiped away her tears and replied with a smile: "Miss is in the Splendid Pavilion of the Lord." It burned for a day and a night. ”

One day and one night? Chonghua bit Sakura's lip slightly, this body was really dilapidated. She didn't even have a fever when she stayed up for two nights to catch up on the manuscript. Now it's just a little frightened, and I have a fever.

"Miss, the master has ordered. When the young lady wakes up, don't rush to the ground, and use some white fungus bird's nest porridge to suppress the shock. Jinghua had already instructed the maid outside to serve the soup that had been simmering on the silver picks.

Chonghua weakly pushed away Shui Yue's hand and reached over to support her.

"Send me back." Whether Dongfang Xu betrayed her or not, there must always be an explanation, which is the foundation of Chonghua's life.

"Miss, please don't be angry with your master. The young lady didn't know what the family was in a hurry when the wedding party was robbed and killed by bandits on the big day. Shui Yue still supported Chonghua and persuaded softly.

"Robbery?!" Chonghua was taken aback. Could it be that Ling Yuehua was not killed by the prince of Tongjiang in anger?

Jinghua Shuiyue glanced at each other, thinking that Chonghua had misunderstood the prince before he ran away angrily, and hurriedly explained: "Yes." Ye happily waited for the sedan chair to arrive at the door, who knew that someone would rob and kill the team of relatives with arrows on the way. Miss Ling was shot directly in the sedan chair. I thought it was Miss who was robbed, and I was so anxious that I couldn't do it. Fortunately, it was Miss Ling who had bad intentions and dropped the bag with Miss. Otherwise, the master will die of sadness. ”

Chonghua didn't care at all at this time, Jinghua and Shui Yue repeatedly emphasized that Zhou Wenyuan had a deep love for her. At this time, I only felt cold all around. If she didn't have the intention to run away to talk about cooperation with Ling Yuehua, she would already be a dead person by now.

Although when Zhou Wenyuan was choked by the neck, Chonghua shouted to give her a good time. But when I really know that I have a brush with death, that feeling of luck will be afraid.

Seeing Chonghua hugging the quilt and trembling. Shui Yue hurriedly put the cashmere shawl on Chonghua. Jinghua has already gone out to urge white fungus bird's nest porridge.

In the outer study, Zhou Wenyuan held a pen in one hand, and in a moment, a slim orchid jumped out of the paper.

The girl in yellow sitting across from him was full of unhappiness. Pouted, kicking the table leg for a while.

"Ya'er, kick again, and I'll send you to the mountains to fast for half a year." Zhou Wenyuan didn't look up, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Yayun seemed to be under a tight spell, and the little foot that had been raised stopped in mid-air.

"Brother, you bully people."

Putting down the brush, Zhou Wenyuan stroked the paper gently.

"Brother, the female gentleman that Mingde sent me was detained by you, doesn't Ya'er need to learn to draw?" Zhou Yayun's apple-like little face had a hint of excitement.

Women want to learn calligraphy, painting, husbands and children, which is extremely boring. If you can ride a horse and whip on the desert, that is the real happiness.

Zhou Wenyuan glanced at her lightly: "When she gets better tomorrow, let her continue to teach you." ”

"Huh? Still want to learn? Zhou Yayun's bright little face suddenly collapsed a little.

Zhou Wenyuan smiled and played with the wrench in his hand, not knowing how the girl would react when she woke up.

In the Splendid Pavilion, Jinghua and Shui Yue anxiously persuaded Chonghua to eat more. But Chonghua is as if his soul is out of his body, and he doesn't move.

Zhou Wenyuan, who got the news and knew that Chonghua had woken up, thought for a moment and walked towards the Splendid Pavilion.

When the curtain was lifted, I saw Jinghua and Shui Yue pleading bitterly, as well as the hollow-eyed person on the bed.

"Bird's nest is the best blood bird's nest, and the palace is rewarded, and the average palace concubine does not have this good fortune. You're a fussier. Zhou Wenyuan's low and mellow laughter came from the door.

Chonghua slowly turned his face away, looking at Zhou Wenyuan's face without a trace of expression.

For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read.