This situation frightened Zhang Yang and didn't dare to say more. His trembling hand fell on me, making the misty misery of me even worse.

Sad, Dad, I'm just as worried.

"Where's Dad? How is he? ”

As long as I think of my father's illness and the way my father took medicine, I can't help but feel anxious.

Although Dad's expression did not change much, he had already taken blood pressure medicine three times, and his hands were shaking.

I knew that my dad was worried about my mom, but he just didn't want to show it in front of me, for fear that my tense nerves would not be able to bear it.

"Zhang Yang, you go back with your dad first, he has been standing and can't stand it."

Of course I can't stand it, the longer Dad is here, the more painful it will become.

Who made this man who was covered in tubes and breathed through a ventilator his wife for 35 years?

My hoarse voice made Zhang Yang worry when he heard it, and he looked at me hesitantly, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Seeing his embarrassment, I said softly, "Don't worry, I can hold it." ”

"I'll come to the hospital as soon as I'm settled."

"Good ......"

I wanted to say a complete sentence, but the sadness made me unable to speak, Zhang Yang sighed, shook his head and walked out.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I touched my mother's hand and remembered the doctor's words again.

"Even if the patient is rescued, he is still in a vegetative state, and in the current situation, you had better be mentally prepared."

Mentally prepared? What to prepare!

It was pitch black outside the window, and I felt a sense of discouragement. Until now, I felt like everything was just an illusion.

Even the color that enters the eyes is dazzling white, and even the smell of the nose is choking.

"Mom, the doctor said that you might be able to hear me, and if you can hear me, it means that you are conscious, am I right? If you don't keep quiet, you are acquiescing......"

As I spoke, my tears rolled down again, and my heart hurt so much, the pain was almost suffocating. When I think of my illness, my mother will also chat with me to relieve my boredom.

The scenes of the past are still vivid, but the pictures of the present are different from people, how many people can bear such blessings and misfortunes? With a long sigh, his thoughts stopped abruptly, and he focused his eyes on his mother.

She must have wanted to talk to me, but she was too tired to open her eyes, so she couldn't open her mouth.

"You're really tired, and you have to worry about everything in your family, especially me, which just breaks your heart. Rest when you're tired, and talk to me when you're rested. Actually, you can't sleep, so you might as well listen to me. ”

At this point, I tucked my mother's quilt away, kissed her on the forehead, and continued the conversation alone.

"Mom, I didn't go to the hospital, are you angry? If you're angry about this, you're really misunderstanding your daughter. I've been wanting to see you for a long time, and I'm planning to buy you two red dragon fruits. But somehow, I suddenly caught a cold, and I didn't go to the hospital because I was afraid of infection. What I said is true, I don't lie to you. ”

I chattered a lot, but my mother still didn't say anything, and I was uncomfortable.

Mom is sixty-three years old, her cloud-like hair has turned white, her walk is more and more staggering, she even chats and forgets to talk, and sometimes she forgets what she wants to do when she turns around.

"Old lady, you are old, you can't accept old age."

I barely joked with my mother, and the sadness in my tone didn't have the slightest sincerity of joking.

Time flies so fast, and before you know it, it's eleven o'clock.

Normally, at this time, her mother would have gone to sleep, but now, she is lying in the intensive care unit......