Chapter 112: Tibetan Language
When several people came to the intensive care unit, Xia Lin, who was unconscious, had not woken up.
The afternoon sun shone in obliquely through the half-open windows, casting a dazzling halo of light in the room, and the dust fluttered lazily inside, and Xia Lin's face was pale as paper in the bright light.
Xia Sen looked at his younger brother's appearance with tears in his eyes and wiped his eyes.
"My brother I know, he misses Xiaoyu and is worried about Xiaoyu......"
Xia Sen's words deeply hurt Xia Yu, and she couldn't cry.
A faint sadness enveloped the ward. And Xia Yu's mobile phone suddenly sounded like a life-threatening sound, breaking through the long-term silent sorrow.
Xia Yu saw that An Nanxuan was calling again, so he hurriedly walked out of the door, calmed down, and was about to explain the situation to An Nanxuan, but as soon as he answered, he heard An Nanxuan say: "I'm at your door, where are you?" ”
Xia Yu thought about it for a while, and understood that An Nanxuan must have known that she had returned home from Li Mingtang's mouth. Hurriedly said that his father had a sudden illness and was in the A05 Hospital of Ba County.
More than ten minutes later, An Nanxuan's Lamborghini slowly drove into the gate of the hospital under the curious eyes of hurried pedestrians.
"Why didn't you tell me when your dad was sick?"
An Nanxuan, who suddenly got out of the car, casually stopped in front of the luxury car, which made pedestrians unable to take their eyes off. And his tone was obviously full of reproach, which made Xia Yu's eyes red and tears flowing.
An Nanxuan looked around and soon found the inpatient building among the many buildings. He walked a few steps towards the inpatient building with a gust of wind only to find that Xia Yu hadn't followed, turned around, and saw her secretly wiping her tears, smiling awkwardly, holding her hand, love and distress overflowed in his eyes, "I'm anxious." I was wrong! ”
All the grievances and grievances in Xia Yu's heart were relieved at this moment.
When they came to the intensive care room on the third floor, the two of them appeared at the door holding hands, and immediately shocked everyone in the ward.
"It's ......"
Xia Yu shyly took off An Nanxuan's big hand and hurriedly introduced An Nanxuan to the people in the house.
"It turned out to be the mayor of the town!" Xia Sen and the village chief suddenly realized, they looked at each other, "I said how to look familiar!" ”
"Oooh! Long Lancui only realized at this time that her daughter had not been looking for it, and it turned out that the relationship with An Nanxuan had not been broken. The last time An Nanxuan brought someone to repair the road, she still remembers it vividly. A series of pictures flashed in front of her, she was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly instructed Xia Li, who was in a daze, to move the only chair in the ward for An Nanxuan to sit on.
An Nanxuan walked to the bed and looked at Xia Lin, and when he looked up, he was transferred to Yang Medical College.
"Good, good!" Long Lancui's eyes rolled, her heart bloomed, and she readily agreed immediately.
Xia Yu didn't think about it on the way here. An Nanxuan said this, and she was very grateful in her heart. Her inquiring gaze looked at Xia Jie.
Xia Lin is still in a coma, and this matter has to be mastered by Xia Lin's only son, Xia Jiejie.
At this moment, Xia Lin's eyelids moved slightly, and then, with difficulty, opened his eyes with difficulty.
His eyes were cloudy and dull, and the corners of his mouth were nervously tugging to the left.
Xia Yu turned her head with a sense and saw it, and she immediately called out in surprise, "Dad!" ”
Now everyone came up.
Xia Sen choked up and said, "Second brother! Do you want to wait until the noble man comes? ”
The people in the ward knew in their hearts that the noble man was referring to An Nanxuan.
Xia Lin rolled his eyes weakly, his eyes swept over the faces of the people in front of the bed one by one, and finally locked on An Nanxuan's fair and handsome face, and the horror and the pulling of the corners of his mouth made him look so difficult, "Zhen, Changgong, son!" ”
An Nanxuan's heart ached faintly in an instant, he really didn't expect that the old man who had been walking at the ghost gate would be so excited when he woke up and saw him. But he was clearly not familiar with him. To be sure, I only met three times in my memory.
The first time was with Xia Yu on the day of Tang suddenly entered the house; The second time was when he came back from Wolong Peak in search of summer rain and met by chance on the road; The third time was to bring people to build the road three years later. The old man was hiding in the crowd of onlookers, and he seemed to be full of words, but he disappeared in an instant.
At that time, he was resentful of Xia Yu, and he was angry that he had never been to Xia's house.
Scenes from the past flashed in front of his eyes, and his heart hurt even more, and he grabbed Xia Lin's hand and held it, "Uncle Xia!" Call me Nanxuan! ”
"Nanxuan!" Xia Lin took a few breaths, grabbed An Nanxuan's hand, and said in his heart for three years, "My family, Xiaoyu, one, straight here, waiting for you!" ”
"Dad!" Knowing the daughter Mo Ruo's father! Summer rain immediately rained down tears.
This is the most wishful words An Nanxuan has heard in his life, and his pride and comfort are inadvertently revealed.
He took Xia Yu's hand and squeezed it, tightened it, leaned closer to Xia Lin, and said seriously: "Uncle Xia! I will marry Xiaoyu. Now that you have a good rest, I will go through the transfer procedures for you immediately. ”
An Nanxuan's words made Xia Lin burst into tears. But as soon as he heard that he was going to be transferred to the hospital, he shook his head excitedly. It's good to say that he doesn't go to medical school, and when he is anxious, he also says that he would rather go home if he wants to transfer to another doctor.
The excitement caused the number of instruments to soar.
While the doctor examined Xia Lin's body. Avoiding Xia Lin, Xia Sen estimated that Xia Lin must have thought that the medical school was far away, and he was afraid that he would not be able to go home if he died.
According to the customs and rules of the hometown, if a person is not at home when he is angry, he cannot enter the house. Xia Sen said this, and Xia Yu also estimated that Xia Lin thought so.
Winding mountain road, no matter how fast the car is, it can't go anywhere, besides, although Xia Lin usually doesn't talk much, he is very stubborn at a critical time, and he can no longer stimulate him.
"Just follow Dad!"
Now, Xia Yu can only quietly hope in his heart that Xia Lin will not be left with other sequelae except for slurred speech.
After the doctor came out, he told them that Xia Lin was fine except for the difficulty of speaking and the poor movement of his left leg. I can get out of the intensive care unit.
Xia Lin's left leg was also a little lame. This result is indeed good.
Unfortunately, there were no acquaintances in A05 Hospital, so I had to move to a general ward.
The ward where the five patients lived was not only crowded, but even if the windows were open, the smell of medicine and sweat was loud, and the suffocating smell made Xia Yu and An Nanxuan frown.
The few people who came to the hospital didn't have lunch, and it was already more than three o'clock at the moment when they were busy, and An Nanxuan was not familiar with Yuba County, so he beckoned them to have a light meal at the small restaurant at the entrance of the hospital.
Immediately afterwards, An Nanxuan bought a lot of gifts and fruits. Long Lancui saw that An Nanxuan did not give gifts, and her eyes were more or less disappointed.
The people are gone, only Xia Jie is left, An Nanxuan said to Xia Jie: "Uncle Xia has to recuperate for a long time from this illness. Tomorrow I will deposit 200,000 yuan in the bank for you. For the payment of a qiē fee. Not enough, I'll call you again. ”
"Two hundred thousand!" Xia Jie was still worried about the cost, and when he heard this, he immediately looked at An Nanxuan, "Don't have surgery." Not so much. Not to mention medical insurance. ”R1152