Chen Mo looked inside, didn't move, couldn't say a word. He had many questions to ask her, but she couldn't sleep, and looking at this scarred Shiya, he felt extremely distressed and sad.

He thinks that Shiya is like this, he has an unshirkable responsibility, it is that he is cowardly and does not dare to tell her, it is he who is reluctant to leave traces in her life.

"Mr. Chen, the patient's condition is quite stable now."

"When will she wake up?"

"Judging from the current situation, it is not certain." "Tonight is very important. ”

"She must be safe no matter what." Chen Mo said, still standing in front of the window, looking at the pale face.

In the past fifteen years, he has experienced many ups and downs, and has been despised by many people, there will always be many people who want to see him laugh, no one will help him when he is helpless, thinking of these, he will always think of her, after all, when he needs help the most, it is she who walks to his side, although fifteen years have passed, he has never forgotten.

He couldn't help but start praying, he wasn't a man of faith, but if praying would wake her up, even if he didn't believe it, he would still do it.

For hours on end, he stood quietly in front of the window, watching the numbers on the instrument inside gradually stabilize, and his heart still couldn't completely let go.

Of course, what he wanted to see was that she woke up and was safe.

"Chen Mo?"

Chen Mo raised his head suddenly, and Xining was walking towards him.

Xiaomin saw him and shook his head, but didn't say anything.

Xining patted him on the shoulder and said, "I've asked the doctor, and so far, her condition is quite optimistic." ”

Chen Mo leaned sideways slightly, "When will she wake up?" Will there be any after-effects? ”

"It can be said that she is out of danger for the time being, and she needs to continue to observe."

Xining pulled him to the vending machine and asked for two cups of coffee, this night, it was really a toss-up, but fortunately, things were not too bad.

Chen Mo took the coffee blankly, but didn't drink it, he was used to what she brewed, and the other coffees were too unpalatable.

Xining leaned in front of the window, "The doctor told me that if she recovers well, there will be no problem, but if she ......" In order to make sure that what he said was not too serious, Xining accentuated his tone, "The doctor said that after she woke up, she needed to check for a concussion, and now she is temporarily in a coma, and many situations are still uncertain." ”

"When can I go to see her?" Chen Mo asked.

Xining was stunned for a moment, and then said, "If you're ready, you can put on a sterile gown and go in to see her."

Chen Mo nodded. ”

Xining took a sip of coffee, frowned, threw the cup into the trash, and led Chen Mo back to the ICU intensive care unit, explained the situation to the nurse inside, and watched Chen Mo put on a sterile suit with an expressionless face.

Chen Mo walked into the ward and saw Shiya lying on a narrow hospital bed, surrounded by a bunch of instruments, with many catheters inserted in her body, and her face was pale, as if there was no lifeless flower.

Xiaomin and Xining were standing outside, and Xiaomin was still blaming herself, "She...... How's it going? ”

"You know she's got a head injury, a head injury, and no one can say for sure." "Doctors now have no way of knowing the extent and extent of her injuries, and as long as she has signs of sobriety, doctors can make a better judgment." ”

Xiaomin doesn't know the concept of brain injury, she only knows that brain damage will be very serious, amnesia is light, and it will lead to inability to wake up, is Shiya like this?

"Will Shiya wake up and not remember the past?"

"Now she's mostly stable, which is a good sign, the extent of her brain damage will only be known when she wakes up, but ......"

Xining didn't continue, and Xiaomin vaguely felt that the situation was not optimistic.

Xiao Min looked up and looked inside, Chen Mo was standing in front of the hospital bed like that, exuding decadence on his body.

"What's going on?" Xining couldn't help but ask.

"It's me, it's all because of me," she said with a look of self-reproach, "I made her hurt." ”

"You? What did you do? ”

"I knocked down the ladder before she fell from it......"

"How so?" Xining gasped, this matter must not be known to Chen Mo.

"I don't know, at the time...... My feet slipped, I didn't expect to hit the ladder......" Xiaomin choked up, it was her, Shiya would lie on the hospital bed, lifeless.

Xining patted her on the back, took out a tissue for her, and took her into her arms.

"Okay, I know you didn't mean it, don't worry, she has her own natural appearance, and she will be fine."

Chen Mo stood on the side of the bed, he stood like this, staring at Shiya, repeating over and over again in his heart, "Wake up, Shiya!" "How long has he been here, how can it feel as if a century has passed.

Why do you have to wait until you lose it to see what you really think in your heart?

He didn't know what he was supposed to say to her, and there was still a lot to say and a lot to do. But one thing he was pretty sure of was that from this moment on, he chose to start over.

Chen Mo only thought of one thing, although he still had a lot of things he wasn't sure about, but after a long time of Chen Mo, he secretly made a decision that he had always wanted to make.

Chen Mo stood beside her, his figure occasionally overlapped with her, the person lying on the bed, the eyes that opened and opened from time to time, and the faint shallow breathing sound.

He held a ring in his hand, a gift he had prepared for years.

For a moment, the room was brighter than ever, followed by a sigh of seeming nothingness, a silent and gentle sigh.

Shiya faintly heard a sigh, the voice was full of helplessness, she hesitated slightly, looked up, but saw nothing, only heard the silent confession.

At this time, Shiya couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion, and in this unreal situation, she couldn't see anything, she was just curious, and she felt that the voice was inexplicably familiar.

As soon as she wanted to make a sound, she heard regular footsteps.

Looking at it through the hazy white light, the person was slender, slightly thin, very tall, in her opinion, at least more than one meter seven or eight, and the person went around from the appearance of a child to the appearance in front of her, he ......

He had a ring in his hand, and it was so beautiful that she liked it at first sight, and his eyes did not look at her, he kept his head down and said nothing.

In the light, Shiya couldn't see the man's appearance even more clearly, but her heart was faintly moving.

The man walked forward slowly, with a sad aura on his body, as if the most important thing to him had been lost.

What is it that makes him sad?

Shiya suddenly felt sad, he, what's wrong? Why does she feel sad?

Where am I? Dead?

"Shiya?"

As soon as she turned around, she saw the familiar figure, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she finally saw a person, an acquaintance, she didn't die, she can't die now, she hasn't finished writing this story, and she hasn't seen him again.