The main leaders of the hospital also came, quickly formed a group of experts to exchange views briefly, and then entered the operating room. At this time, Lei Yutao seemed to notice Du Xiaosu, her appearance was haggard and wooden, as if she had not recovered from the shock.

He didn't ask her anything, just beckoned, and the people from the hospital hurriedly came over, and he said, "Arrange a room and let her rest." ”

His tone was calm and gentle, but there was an unquestionable power that made one obedient.

She didn't have any energy to think about anything more, so she obediently followed the people to the lounge.

It was a big ensuite and it was very quiet after closing the door. She was so exhausted that she fell asleep.

She dreamed of Zhenrong, as she had dreamed countless times, that he was trapped alone in the car, that the mud and rocks were pouring down, drowning him, that everything was dark, that the sky and the earth were silent, and that he left this world without even struggling. She cried so hard that she couldn't help herself, desperately picking up the soil with her hands, knowing that it was too late, knowing that she couldn't, but there was Zhenrong who buried her underneath, how could she not save him? She cried and dug at the same time, and finally saw Zhenrong, his face was full of mud, she carefully wiped it with her hands, but that face became Lei Yuzheng. Blood spread out, from the entire field of vision, as she had witnessed him, lying in a pool of blood and never waking up again.

She woke up and realized it was a dream.

It was already dusk, and the nurse seemed relieved to see her wake up, and said to her, "Mr. Ray is waiting for you." ”

Seeing Lei Yutao, she was still at a loss and a little flustered. In the huge living room, there were only two people, him and her. His appearance is not similar to Lei Yuzheng and Shao Zhenrong, he also seems to be looking at her, his eyes are calm, sharp and restrained, and he seems to be gentle and harmless, but she feels scared for no reason.

Finally, he pushed a cup of tea in front of her: "Drink some water." ”

She shook her head, she really couldn't drink it, her stomach was like a stone, hard. He was not reluctant, but asked very gracefully, "Can I smoke a cigarette?" ”

She nodded. A faint smoke rose and enveloped him in it. Through the smoke, he seemed to be thinking about something, and as if he was thinking about nothing. He leaned back slightly, leaning back on the sofa, and there was a hint of tiredness in his voice: "I haven't woken up yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass these twenty-four hours......" He casually put out his cigarette again, "You go and take a look, it's still in the ICU." ”

She was a little frightened, and she was calm and calm in the words of this big brother. He didn't ask her anything at all, nor was he surprised why she was at the scene of the incident, he seemed to know something. What made her feel most uncomfortable was that he was also Shao Zhenrong's eldest brother, and she didn't want him to have any misunderstanding.

But he didn't see any clues on his face, he just waved his hand a little tiredly: "Go ahead." ”

She numbly and blindly followed the nurse to the ICU, the complicated disinfection process, and finally had to put on a sterile gown, hat and mask before she could enter.

Two nurses are busy. The man lying on the bed seemed to be unconscious, his body was full of tubes, and his face was as pale as paper under the oxygen mask. She stood there motionless like a puppeteer, looking at the familiar eyebrows and eyes, like Zhenrong. The surrounding instruments are working, emitting a slight and monotonous sound. She felt in a trance that the person on the bed was Zhenrong, but she desperately told herself that it was not Zhenrong, Zhenrong was dead...... But he's lying here again. She looked in a trance, and she didn't know if it was Zhenrong or someone else.

Drops of potion and blood were dripping, and his face was blurring in his eyes. Death was close at hand, but he pushed her away, what did he think, at that moment? She had always felt that he was the devil, and that he was the devil that night, so stiff and rough that she was so stiff and brutal that she was in pain, but now the devil was going to die.

She was in the ICU for a long time, and the nurses were so busy with their own work that they didn't bother with her at all. There were two very critical rescues, the equipment beeped, and many doctors rushed in and surrounded the hospital bed for the most urgent treatment. She stood alone in the corner, watching as everyone tried with all their might to wrest him back from death.

It's like a tug-of-war, with life at one end and death at the other. She thought that Zhenrong was also doing this kind of work, saving lives and helping the wounded, fighting desperately against death, but no one could save him.

In the end, everything was calm again, and he was still lying unconscious on his hospital bed. The nurses changed bags of potions and bags of potions, and time seemed to freeze, until Lei Yutao came in, she still stood there blankly, looking at him.

"Talk to him!" His voice was not loud, but it was in an unquestionable commanding tone, "I don't care what method you use, I want him to live." Xiaorong is dead, I can't lose another brother, my parents can't lose another son, hear no? ”

She was pushed by him and staggered and stood in front of the hospital bed again, Lei Yuzheng's pale face occupying the entire field of vision. Zhenrong's face at that time was as pale as him, at that time, Zhenrong was already dead, would he also die?

It was a long time before she tentatively stretched out her finger and landed gently on the back of his hand. The drip needle was on the thickest vein, firmly taped in place, and his hand was cold, as if there was no temperature. She slowly touched the skin on the back of his hand, and he didn't react.

For three days, he lay there motionless, like a shell without any consciousness, allowing the potion to change bag after bag, and the nurse to change shift after shift. There were two nurses in the ICU in turn, and she was the only one who stayed motionless and stayed up until late at night to go to sleep. I had just slept for a while when I was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door.

She looked at Lei Yutao's pale face under the fluorescent lamp, and couldn't help muttering, "He's dead?" ”

"He's awake." Lei Yutao didn't seem to be pleased, but added a touch of solemnity to his tone, "Go and take a look." ”

Lei Yuzheng couldn't speak yet, his face under the oxygen mask was still as white as paper, and he couldn't move, but as soon as she entered the ICU, she found that he was really awake. Although she was wearing a hat and mask, he clearly recognized her, and his eyes rolled slightly, as if staring at her for two seconds, and then his eyelids slowly closed.

The nurse whispered, "I fell asleep, and after the operation, my body functions were overdrawn to the extreme, so it was easy to fall asleep." ”

After a long time, Lei Yutao said: "He was afraid that we would lie to him, just now he always thought you were dead." ”

She didn't speak, and if she could, she would rather be dead herself.

Lei Yutao stayed in the hospital for two more days, and only decided to return after Lei Yuzheng was transferred out of the ICU and confirmed that he was no longer in danger. Before leaving, he seemed to want to stop talking, but in the end, he just said to Du Xiaosu: "Take care of him." ”

After all, he saved his life, and he was Zhenrong's brother, after such a life and death catastrophe, the hatred seemed to have been diluted for a short time, and the rest was only amazement. Zhenrong walked in such a hurry, even if he was terminally ill, he could serve him for a while, but even God was so stingy that he refused to give such an opportunity, so now it can be regarded as an opportunity to make amends.

Because of Lei Yutao's instructions, she stayed in the hospital every day. In fact, there are not too many things, the hospital has professional nurses, and nurses have been hired, and it is not her turn to do dirty work, and it is not her turn to work that is not dirty or tired, her only use seems to be to sit there quietly, so that when Lei Yuzheng wakes up from slumber or the pain of the wound, he can see her at a glance.

Most of the time she didn't speak, and Lei Yuzheng didn't speak, and the air in the ward seemed extraordinarily quiet. The nurse peeled a pear for her, and she took it in her hand, and slowly nibbled on it, and after a few minutes, she took another bite and ate silently.

At this time, he wanted to speak, but he touched the wound and sweated profusely. She put the pear down for the nurse to help and wrung a hot towel to wipe his face. In such a car accident, although he saved a life, he lost a lot of weight, and even his eyebrow bones were exposed. Her hand unconsciously rested on the tip of his brow, and it wasn't until his arm seemed to move that she came to her senses. Looking at the half of the pear on the coffee table, he asked, "Want to eat pear?" ”

He could now eat liquids, and when she heard a snort in his throat, she washed her hands and peeled two pears, beat them into juice and fed them to him. But after only one sip, he stopped drinking. She had no choice but to put the cup back and ask, "What do you eat at night?" ”

In exchange, the tricks are also medicinal porridge, tiger bone porridge, wild ginseng slice porridge, bear bile porridge, pigeon porridge...... She felt disgusted when she smelled it, and no wonder he had no appetite. It is said that this is a recipe handed down by a family of national treasure-level Chinese medicine practitioners, and the medicinal materials are also specially obtained, and I heard that they are quite valuable and very good for wound healing. Every day, it was boiled and delivered, but it was unpalatable, and she watched him eat porridge as if he was taking medicine.

I don't know if his wound is still hurting, but after a while, even his tone was struggling, and finally said two words: "You cook." ”

It was rare for her to blush: "You know it...... I don't know how to cook. ”

Fine sweat broke out on his forehead again, and he spoke very slowly, almost jumping out word by word: "White porridge." Water, rice, boiled sticky. ”

Well, white porridge is white porridge. Du Xiaosu went to a nearby supermarket to buy a pound of rice, and cooked a pot of white porridge in the kitchen of the ward. Because it was natural gas, she was always worried that the porridge would overflow, so she kept staying in the kitchen, and when the porridge was cooked, she saw that Lei Yuzheng had fallen asleep again.

She set the porridge bowl aside and sat down on the couch. At dusk, the curtains were drawn, and the lights were not turned on, and the light in the ward was dim. His face was also blurry and hazy, and when he took off the oxygen mask, he looked very ugly, and he lost a lot of weight, almost unrecognizable. Fortunately, I have been slowly recuperating in the past few days, and my face has a little blood.

In the words of the old professor of the expert group: "Young, with a good foundation, can resist, and it is good to raise it for a while." ”

Lei Yuzheng didn't eat the white porridge that night, and he never woke up. She was afraid that the porridge would be cold and inconvenient to reheat, so she and the nurse ate the porridge separately. When he woke up and heard that the porridge was gone, there was a look of disappointment in his eyes. Du Xiaosu looked at him with a blank look, just like a child hearing that there was no sugar, and couldn't help but smile. After knowing each other for so long, it was probably the first time she laughed out loud in front of him, and he was inexplicably laughed by her, and after a while he asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Such a big person, I'm still afraid of taking medicine."

"It's not." His voice was muffled. The bandage on his head had not been removed, his hair had been shaved off due to surgery, and even his facial features were thin and well-defined. In fact, he is already thirty years old, and he usually sees him fierce, but Du Xiaosu feels that at this time when he is recovering from a serious injury, he is like a child, and he will only be angry with adults.

When the evening meal was delivered, it was wild ginseng porridge, and she happily put the porridge bowl in front of him: "It's ginseng porridge." "Bear bile porridge is the most unpalatable, last time she used eighteen kinds of martial arts, coaxed him for a long time and only ate half a bowl. The ginseng porridge was not bad, and he could barely finish it. However, ginseng porridge has a very strange smell, and it is said that it is more delicious than ginseng soup, and it is said that this is the authentic wild ginseng. Seeing that he was like swallowing bitter medicine, frowning and swallowing one bite at a time, she felt unbearable: "There is still some rice, and I will cook some white porridge for you tomorrow, you can eat it secretly." ”

Probably the word "secretly" made him unhappy, and he said coldly: "No need." ”

It's all hurt like this, and the temper is still so bad. Originally, Du Xiaosu felt that he had changed after being injured, and it was much easier to get along with, but when he heard these three cold words, he felt that he had not changed at all. He is still the same Lei Yuzheng, condescending and commanding.

Lei Yuzheng only lived for more than a month, and insisted on being discharged from the hospital when he could walk on the ground. The expert group had no choice but to take him, and Du Xiaosu had no choice but to call Lei Yutao, and Lei Yutao's reaction was an understatement: "It's okay to keep it at home, take good care of him." ”

One sentence left him to Du Xiaosu again. Du Xiaosu was also embarrassed to keep a straight face, after all, he had been getting along day and night for more than a month, looking at him and the helpless and weak like a newborn baby, to being able to speak, to eating, to walking...... In the end, the car accident was because of her.

Anyway, his villa was big enough, and he hired a nurse to work shifts every day, and he lived in the guest room on the second floor of the villa. Du Xiaosu lives in the room opposite the nurse, and there are more things to do every day than in the hospital. Because Lei Yuzheng also recuperates when she goes home, the housekeeper comes to her every day when she has something to do: How to deal with gardening? Should the lawn be replaced? Is the garage door changed or not? The ventilation fan of the underground swimming pool is noisy, so should the manufacturer come to the door for maintenance, or simply replace it with a new brand......

At first, Du Xiaosu didn't care about these things at all: "Ask Mr. Lei." ”

"Miss Du helped ask, Mr. Lei is asleep, he will wake up later, and I will go to the property for a meeting again."

Gradually, Du Xiaosu found out that he was just an excuse, the reason was that Lei Yuzheng's temper was extremely bad now, and if the housekeeper asked him, he would definitely get angry. Du Xiaosu felt more and more that after the car accident, this man had become a child, moody, stubborn, and very difficult to coax. But seeing that he sometimes sweats profusely in pain, and feels soft in his heart, he is obviously only two years older than Shao Zhenrong, Zhenrong is gone, and he is injured like this because of himself...... When I think about it this way, I always feel guilty.

Originally, the wound recovered well, but because there was intracranial hemorrhage, it left the sequelae of headache, and the doctor had no choice but to prescribe analgesics. He is actually very patient and basically does not touch painkillers. Only at this time did Du Xiaosu feel that he still had no change in his bones, and that the doctor said that ordinary people couldn't bear the pain, but he had the perseverance to endure it without painkillers.

One day in the middle of the night, it probably hurt so badly that he got up and wanted to open the door, but in fact, there was a bell at the head of the bed, but he didn't press it. As a result, the door was not opened but the person was planted on the ground, but fortunately she slept lightly and heard the movement, and ran over to see it uneasily. He was sweating and didn't let her call the nurse, so she had to carry him back to the bed step by step. In just a short walk, it took almost ten minutes, and both of them were sweating profusely. He was in pain like a shrimp, just lying there panting a little, embarrassed like a wounded beast. She wrung a hot towel to wipe his sweat, and he suddenly grabbed her hand and took her arm around him. He was so thin that even his shoulder blades protruded, and she suddenly felt very sad and slowly hugged him tightly. His head was buried in her chest, the person seemed to be still spasming in pain, the hot breath sprayed on her neckline little by little, she slowly patted his vest like a child, he finally quieted down and slowly fell asleep.

Du Xiaosu was afraid that he would have a headache and another attack, so she wanted to wait for him to sleep more deeply before letting go, but she hugged him and fell asleep like that. When he woke up the next day, he couldn't help but be shocked, fortunately he hadn't woken up yet, she was holding him before he fell asleep, but in the end it was him holding her, her neck was pillowed on his arm, his other hand was still around her waist, and she was shrunk in his arms. When she woke up, she almost broke out in a cold sweat, and before he woke up, she went back to her room lightly. Fortunately, he didn't notice it, and he didn't mention it again after he got up, probably not knowing that she had slept in her room all night.

Lei Yuzheng is getting better day by day, and Du Xiaosu knows that there are so many things to accompany a patient, and he is picky, from what he eats and drinks to what he wears, all the brands and all the textures, and he can't do any of them wrong. Shan Wanting sometimes came over, picked important business to report to him, or signed important documents, and saw Du Xiaosu greet politely, it seemed not surprising that she would be here.

It's really like a relative when it's familiar, and sometimes she feels stunned, because Lei Yuzheng is more like Zhenrong after losing weight. Sometimes she is afraid of calling the wrong name, although she usually doesn't call him by his name when she speaks, just "hey", and when she is angry, she calls him "Mr. Lei" because he makes people angry too much.

For example, taking a bath, because he once fainted in the bathroom after returning home, and Lei Yuzheng did not allow others to enter the bathroom, so every time he took a bath, there was always someone waiting for him outside to avoid accidents. This errand fell on her head for some reason, and every night she got to the master bedroom, listening to the sound of "bang-bang-bang" water, waiting for the beautiful man to come out of the bath. I also have to help him blow his hair, and when he blows, he thinks she is clumsy, which is really nitpicking. In fact, his hair has just grown, and he can't blow any hairstyle no matter how he blows it, he looks like a short flat head, like a little boy. Du Xiaosu always felt like taro, she said that taro was like this, but as soon as she called him taro, he got angry and looked at her coldly.

Raising a child is probably like this, but how can there be such a disobedient and worrying child? Du Xiaosu was so angry that he secretly ran out the next day to buy a can of prickly heat powder. That night, when he came out of the shower and sat down on the soft couch, she pretended to take a hair dryer, but secretly took out a powder puff and threw a neck of prickly heat powder on him with lightning speed. He noticed it, and suddenly turned his head and grabbed her hand holding the puff, and she smiled: "Good, Auntie gave you the powder." ”

This sentence provoked him, like a cat with a hairy hair, and she forgot that he was not a cat at all, but a lion. He got angry and came to grab her puff, but she didn't give it to him, and the two of them grabbed it, and in the end, I don't know what happened, he had already hugged her. She couldn't help but shudder, and the moment his lips touched them, she could almost feel the heat and scorching heat coming from his lips. It was the first time they were awake, so clear that they could hear each other's snorts.